A cigarette. I’ve never smoked, but who cared. I put on the jeans, a loose shirt, a coat, the only flat shoes I had, and I sneaked out of the room. ...t the hotel lobby I ordered a pack of the perfumed fags and a matchbox I didn’t even know how to use, but I knew I liked the odor. After a few failed attempts I finally succeed to light one and accept the deadly smoke to keep bothering my used throat. I coughed with fear I’d throw all the sperm up on that cherry wood table. My whole body ached, but. God, but that title name is awful though... I'll take any suggestions with anything better in the comments. [Status: Chapter Eight Released - 30/08/2022]Caffeinated Quickies: Honeyed Housewife (A Bimbo Bakery Short Story) - Mike comes home after receiving a big promotion to find his wife a very changed woman. A short, light, mildly silly story written for my amazing ByMeACoffee supporters featuring their own suggestions, kinks and story setting. It is a fun little break from my usual smutty. I’m not sure if it was helping her take the dick or not but it was definitely helping my primal urges. Hearing that just made her slam her down harder and meet every thrust. It was like a competition I was having between my upper body and my lower body and her pussy was the beneficiary. After a lil while my arms got a bit tired but I had already anticipated this; on the wall adjoin to the bay windows was rug hanging up with some sort of geometric design on it. I had her by the legs and walked. ’ ‘Jackie, please!’ Melissa bangs on the door some more. Jackie just rolls her eyes and focuses on how she should answer Keith. She thinks for a while then decides what to text back to Keith. Burgers sound great for lunch and I love the idea of walking the park. However we may have to play dinner by ear. I’m not sure if I’m ready to be in your apartment yet. She hits send and hopes that Keith understands. A minute later Keith responds. I understand. I want you to feel comfortable with me no.