The Madam
The call had been on his high priority list. It was
'Can I offer you a drink?' she asked
'A soda or a Coke would be fine, thanks.' He wouldn't
think of drinking alcohol.
Estella took a can from a cupboard that held a small
refrigerator and handed it to him. She looked at the name tag on his overall.
'Bob, you did a good job. Men that are good at their job
always impress me.'
'Thank you ma'm,
but I all I did was my job. Nothing remarkable.'
'You're too modest, my dear. You deserve all the credit.
I had too of our regulars here and neither of them had any idea of how to fix
the computer and mind you both of them were highly trained professionals.'
'Well Mrs. Estella, it's like my old boss used to say,
sometimes it's easier to build a device than fix it.'
'Oh, just call me Estella please. Makes
me feel younger sort of.'
'All right, Mrs. Estella, err, sorry, Estella. But if I
may say something, you are young anyway.'
'Nah, you're flattering me.' Estella said, reaching for
another cigar. 'Do you mind of I smoke another one?'
'No, God Lord, why should I? I couldn't deny such a
lovely lady like you anything.' Which was the truth.
The better he looked at her the more his arousal grew. He had always been
tempted by mature women, the more so if they were on the borderline between
overweight but still attractive and fat old cow. If the woman
was a smoker or better a heavy smoker, so much the better.
'Oh c'mon, don't fool around with an old hag like me.'
She said playfully, fishing for compliments.
'I'm sorry if I have raised the impression, but nothing
was farther from my mind than fooling with you. I meant every word. You are a
very attractive woman.'
Estella clipped the end of her cigar and used a butane lighter to light it up. After a few puffs the cigar
had a nice round glow in its end and she took a drag on it that almost made her
cheeks touch on the inside. Then she breathed in both thru her nose and mouth
inhaling deeply. Seeing her inhale like that made Bob's skin
crawl. Estella puffed smoke as she answered.
'You really are a gentleman and Lord knows not many of
you're kind are still around. The majority of my customers
are very well off and have lot's of academicals degrees, but they treat
me and my girls like dirt.'
Her and her girls? Bob wondered
what kind of setup this was. Estella took care of his curiosity:
'Don't tell me your boss hasn't told what kind of place
this is? He is one of our regulars. That's why I thought of your company in the
first place.'
'No Estella, he just gave me your address and said it was
very urgent.' Estella laughed.
God how good her gargling laughter interrupted by
occasional coughs sounded to Bob's ears! He wasn't really a dark side fan but
proof of long term hard smoking always aroused him.
'And you have no clue?'
'Err, well, the only thing that crossed my mind is
nothing I would say out loud. If not true it is about the greatest offence.'
'So you're not stupid. You guessed right. This here is a
cathouse. We prefer the term recreation house thou.'
As if to tease him she kept talking smoke into his face.
It became difficult to hide the bulge in his pants.
'So, now let's see if you have done a good job.' Estella
said, trailing smoke on her way to the computer. She sat on the swivel chair
and with the cigar clenched between her teeth she opened some folders on the
desktop of the computer. Bob could catch a glimpse on some very specific adult
pictures. Pity was he was too far away to really make out much. After a couple
of minutes she turned around satisfied.
'Wonderful! Everything is OK again. Thank
you Bob. Your boss said to tell you to keep it out of the books. He'll
be paid in kind if you know what I mean.' She said with a wink of her eye.
'Tell you what. You deserve a little extra too. Why don't you come by tonight?
You can choose any of the girls and spend the night with her. They're all young
and beautiful and very skilled. If you're in for something special just say so.
Anything goes except hurting our girls.'
Bob was overwhelmed. He had always dreamed of getting
worked over by a real professional but his salary wouldn't allow for it. He
hardly earned enough for the occasional specialty tape. Then he looked at
Estella and he had an idea.
'That is very very generous of
you, Estella. It's far more than I deserve.'
'Oh, it's not worth mentioning. I'm so happy my computer
is up again I would grant you any wish.' She said smiling.
Bob pondered whether he should dare or not. Then he said
to himself, why not try it? Younger girls intimidated him anyway, so he took
all his courage together.
'Talking about wishes, well, you see, I don't think I
want any of your girls he whispered.
'Oh! I'm sorry but I don't employ any boys.' She said,
somewhat annoyed.
'No, no you got me all wrong. I'm as hetero
as the next man.' He exclaimed hastily. 'It's just that, gosh, this is hard'
'Speak up man. Don't forget not much of
what's going on between man and woman is alien to me.' She grinned at
his shy demeanor.
'Ok, but I hope you don't get mad at me for asking. You
see, I wanted to tell you it's you I'd like to..., well you know.'
'God Lord, how flattering!' she broke into a joyful
laughter. 'Who would of thought...'
'Oh, I'm sorry, I can see it was a bad idea.' he
stammered, feeling miserable.
'Oh, no, please forgive me. I didn't mean to hurt your
feelings. I was surprised because you preferred me and not one of my flashy
girls. If that's what you want...'
He felt more confident now that he understood she wasn't
laughing on him.
'Oh yes I'd love to. If you would care to gift me...' he
said, still red of embarrassment. She lent over and gave him a peck. Her proximity
and the odors of her body aroused him even more.
'I must warn you thou, my gear is
a little rusty now. Ever since I am the madam here I refrained to keep things
going and training the girls. It's been a while since I actually had my last
customer. I hope I can remember it all...' she said playfully.
'Well, err, I am rather
straightforward when it comes to sex, except...' Even if Estella was a
professional and certainly had dealt with kinkier stuff than his attraction to
female smokers he still had troubles confessing. He had never had the guts to
talk to anybody about it, not from face to face at least. On the internet yes,
he had used virtually any moment of spare time to participate in almost anything
the web had to offer but that was something else. All right.
This was his chance. The only one he may ever get.
'There is something I must tell you. I do have a special
request. It's nothing unusual in it self. Only related to sex
it may struck you as odd.'
'OK' she said somewhat consciously.
'In fact all I want is a little foreplay of the tender
sort and then just normal intercourse, except I want you to smoke your cigars
along with it.' he said, not daring to look into her
eyes. She burst into a throaty thick laughter gargling from the phlegm on her
throat due to her excessive smoking.
'Is that all? Oh Darling, that's really a trifle. I'll
gladly do it. I'll be extra nice to you for it. Fact is I have stopped my
active career also because most of my customers hated that I wanted to
smoke while servicing them.' she then took a huge drag on her cigar and gave
him a passionate smoky kiss. He was overwhelmed. It was his first real smoky
kiss and it had been wonderful. He started to explore her wonderful big body
under her gown. To his delight found her huge breasts felt as good as he had
expected. With the click of a switch Estella turned the couch into a big bed.
Naturally he came early, as soon as his cock had slid into her surprisingly
moist vagina. He turned away ashamed but Estella took him in her arms
comforting him like a mother does with her little boy.
'Hush my boy, don't be ashamed. Let me help you. You'll be ready again in no time.'
Saying this Estella took his limp cock into her mouth.
Caressing it gently with her tongue in between drags on her cigar, she revived
it in a few minutes. This time Bob was determined to do better. He nailed
Estella to the bed and started to pump on her in full force. He thought briefly
about how odd his slender body must look stretched over this stately matron.
Even thou not really obese she outweighed him by at least forty pounds. Then
again his mind drifted away, concentrating only on the wonderful sensation of
being almost immersed in her big soft body. She still smoked, almost choking
him with big clouds of dense smoke, but it felt so good, so right, he came
around much too soon. Estella surprised him with an orgasm that if not the real
thing then at least a superb performance down to even the involuntary
contractions of her vaginal muscles. He wanted to roll away but she held him
tight, fondling and kissing him.
'You know you silly little man,
you gave me my first real orgasm in years? God, I must have forgotten my
training completely. A hooker is not supposed to get hot herself.' she kissed
him again. 'Maybe I should consider an installment to pay you off. Would once a
week be convenient?' she laughed heartily.
Bob stammered a 'Yes'.
'Good.' Estella gave him a pensive look.
'So my smoking turns you on, right?'
'Yes'
'Well, I have been in fact looking for a guy like you for
a long time. You see some of my clients ask specifically for smokers. That
would be OK so far but I it proved to be a bit more complicated then I had
thought at first. For one even if the girl smoked, not always did it satisfy
the customer. Probably it was in the style or brand or whatever. Then some of
my regulars always want the same girl. Now if the girl didn't smoke regularly
even if she was willing to smoke for the benefit of the customer it never
worked out properly. That's why I need someone to train them. Would you be
interested?'
Bob was stunned. To train young beautiful girls to smoke would
be heaven. Estella mistook his silence for reluctance.
'Don't worry I'll pay you and well too. Besides I don't
mind if you get friendly with the girls too. In fact you would be required to
also train them in smoking intercourse too. What do you say?'
'Aaa... all right, I'll try'
was all he could stammer. A hurricane if feelings swept over his whole body.
Not in his wildest dreams had he dared to hope of such an opportunity. He could
only hope to prove fit for the task. But raising doubts on such on occasion
would have been stupid beyond description. Besides he had studied all sides of
smoking, all health aspects, the mechanics and the works of nicotine in the human
body. He would know how and what to do. This was the chance of his life and he
would not miss it, not for his life he would. Slowly a warm feeling rose from
his bowels. Estella certainly read it from his face. With a broad smile she
simply said:
'Good boy. Be here tomorrow at
'What about my job?'
'Don't worry, I'll talk to your
boss. He is also interested in it so he will grant you a sabbatical, no
problem. So it's settled then?'
'Yes of course. Till tomorrow.'
As a farewell Estella gave him a last juicy kiss.
His confidence grew on his way out. Real life would have
to prove if his ideas of how to start a girl smoking in the smoothest possible
way would stand the test but deep down he had no doubts. Then
the prospect of improving a girls smoking style and the chance to turn a light
or moderate smoker into a heavy one! The things he could do with
holders, with cigars and pipes! This place would become the first brothel in
the world for smoke fetishists. He was sure to find some among his cyber
friends who did have the money to afford it. Estella might even have to expand
her business...
THE END