“You don’t mind if I smoke, do you?” Aunt Sheen said with a wicked grin on her face as she showed the packet of cigarettes and a lighter in her hand. “Hey! I didn’t know you smoked, Aunty?” I said, genuinely shocked.
“Well, I don’t and never had. I actually found these in my son’s bag when he had come for the funeral. I know he’s a grownup but that doesn’t mean he protested when I decided to ‘seize’ these. Ha ha ha!” Aunt Sheen said and laughed.
“Ok.. If you’ve never smoked then why start now?” I asked.
“Well, it’s just that I’ve been living an uptight life from so many years. A woman needs to do it her way sometimes too, you know. I figured now that I am a widow and your uncle actually left me quite a lot of money why shouldn’t I enjoy living my own life, the way I want to, huh?”
“Point.” I said, nodding my head and smiling.
“Come on then.” Aunt Sheen said as she stepped out of the hall and into the raised deck which surrounded the villa on all sides.
We sat on the low, wide chairs around the coffee table at the back of the villa. Even though it was just before 10 now the glare of the sun seemed sharp, promising a hot day.
I watched as Aunt Sheen took out one of the cigarette, put it to her lips and light it. I was amazed to see her take a deep breath and blow out smoke perfectly on the first try.
“What?” Aunt Sheen asked, seeing the look of amazement on my face. “I’ve seen people smoke so I guess I didn’t choke on my first drag.” She explained.
I decided now would be a good time for another first so I also took out a cigarette and put it to my lips. I had been with friends who were smokers since school and saw them smoking every day. I lit the lighter and took a deep drag; watching the tip catch fire and the tobacco inside begin to burn bright red. I closed my eyes as I felt the soft smoke flow into my lungs for the first time. Almost immediately I felt incredibly lighter, as if I had lost half my body weight. I gently breathed out through my nose, feeling the hot smoke flow smoothly out through my nostrils.
It was when I opened my eyes that I saw Aunt Sheen looking at me with a weird look in her eyes. She sat with her legs crossed at the knees on the low chair and I could see her thick thighs clearly, thanks to the tight pair of jeans which clung to her.
I recalled feeling their softness when I had fingered her orgasm earlier in the week. I smiled through half-closed eyes, still enjoying the calming feeling of my first smoke. Aunt Sheen slowly got up from her chair.
I watched as she took a couple of steps towards me and stood between my legs, her cigarette dangling from the side of her mouth now. I spread my legs wider and allowed her to take the last step to me. She stood right in front of me now and bent down slowly, swaying her chest gently to the sides as her huge, soft boobs now dangled down. She put her hands on the armrest of my chair and stood there and winked naughtily at me.
I stretched out my left hand and placed it over her right tit. I could feel their weight as I gently lifted her dangling boobs and squeezed my fingers together.