Chapter #2.- Good morning and smoke. 

It was a night, maids had a house, next to the Rastford Mansion, it has three floors and five rooms per floor, literally a mini mansion only for maids, but we only were three maids working.

I was in my bed smoking a cigarette, this was my fifth cigarette, my ashtray had the ashes from the other previous four with its respective cigarette butts, and it was in a little shelf next to my bed. My room was full of cigarette smoke until I got a smoke screen inside my own room. Usually, when I'm smoking a cigarette, I do it with the windows close, and I put several clothes in door slots to avoid the smell get outside the room, as result, cigarette smoke fills the room slowly while I'm smoking with no air, but it's okay, I love how smoke forms a slightly haze in my room, and it start to dance around me, each time I blow more smoke after every drag of my cigarette.

I was laydown in bed, I was underwear, my bra and my panties were light pink with a small white lace, too comfortable and softly as silk, I dragged my cigarette, and I inhaled so deeply the smoke, then, I exhaled it with my mouth between open, to achieve smoke will escape slow and thick, to see a cloud of smoke in front me, and to feel the flavor of smoke in tongue while exhaling.

I was in the middle of a smoke screen, breathing my own smoke in bed, then I started to think about Missis Rastford. "She really wanted my sweet smoke in her prettiness face" I thought and I sipped my cigarette again, while I was inhaling sweet smoke slowly, I thought in how beautiful looked Missis Rastford in my smoke, I turned on almost immediately, my nipples were erect, touching the interior of my bra. The only idea that I smoked in Missis Rastford face turned me on.

Missis Rastford was a beautiful woman, I don't know how old was she, but she looked like a middle young woman, her face in almost perfect without wrinkles, but she had a pair of dimples, one in each corner of her lips when she smiles, honey eyes with a beautiful bright, and huge like a baby cat, and long and blonde hair and shining like gold. Her body was thin but slightly curvy, like a high school girl, and she had pale white skin.

I exhaled the smoke in a little sigh, while I just got turning on with the idea that Missis Rastford was among my smoke for a moment, I really loved how she was coughing softly among the sweet fragrance my cigarette smoke, while she was receiving more smoke as a gift from me, from my open mouth, to her... to her face.

I sipped my cigarette again, and I dragged it eagerness, I remembered her words while she was among a slightly haze of my smoke.

"Because… eh… cause… Because I like your way to smoke… and… I like your smoke… I was waiting the moment to receive your smoke in my face, to feel it… to breathe it, for a long time ago…

So, she really wanted to see me smoking next to her, because she really loved my way to smoke… she really wanted to breathe my smoke. I exhaled the smoke inside me, doing more and more smoke to my room.

I started to feel so uncomfortable my bra, because my nipples were rubbing it because were erected on top. I put my smoky cigarette in my mouth and, while the hot smoke trail was caressing my face, I proceeded to remove my bra, to feel free my boobs, because bra was literally killing me.

I remove my bra and I threw it to the floor of my room, then, I took my smoky cigarette, I salivated a bit while the cigarette was in my mouth, so I swallowed my own saliva, and then sigh relieved, doing more smoke, because my breast was free.

Later, I saw my little cigarette, it was close to end. I sipped it until I suck all the burned tobacco from it, then, while I was blowing smoke, I put off the cigarette butt on the ashtray.

I saw the little shelf for a moment, there was the ashtray full of ashes, and next to it, my cigarette pack with my lighter. I took it both, the cigarette pack and the lighter. In an instant, I could feel a sensation inside me. I took a deeply breathe of polluted air from my room, filling with smoke from the ambient my little lungs, then, I started to cough a lot, it was a dry cough attack, that was normal for me, because I was a chain smoker since I was fourteen.

I was coughing sit on my bed, next to my legs were the cigarette pack and the lighter. I was coughing into my hand, then, I took more polluted air to continue cough among my own smoke.

While I was suffering my dry cough attack, I was remembering how Missis Rastford was coughing in my smoke too, so I thought in that moment "Ah… so, that's how Missis Rastford felt after breathing my smoke".

I continued coughing for several times among the smoke of my room, and I continued imagining how Missis Rastford felt in my smoke, this was the same sensation. It turned me on a lot. I started to caressing gently my panties while I was continuing coughing, at the same time, I was caressing my boobs and nipples softly. I did it for some of time, until I started to feel wet my panties.

When dry cough attack stopped, I gasped among my own smoke, trying to recover my breath, my body shook a bit trying to breathe correctly, I was sweating a lot, and, in a moment, I saw my cigarette pack and my lighter next to me.

I smiling in glad, while I was gasping among my own smoke in my closed room. I took my cigarette pack and my lighter, then, I put a hand in my chest and I whispered.

"Ah, ah, ah, my little lungs… tonight is a smoking night, so I will fill myself with smoke up top… sorry… prepare for more... tonight there will be no air... just smoke to my body" I said and I giggled a bit in glad.

I opened my cigarette pack and got sad, because there were only five cigarettes.

"Mmh… I need to buy another cig pack" I thought.

I coughed a couple of time, then I hawked a bit to clear my choking throat. I had no option. I took a cigarette from the cigarette pack, my lighter, and I proceeded to light my cigarette to enjoy fill up my body with sweet hot smoke.

I got the first drag after light my cigarette, inhaling a lot of smoke, burning my little lungs and chest with joyfulness in the process, then, I took a breath of air to get cool the hot smoke into me, among a smoke screen, I pointed with my head the room's roof, and I blew the smoke doing a smoke column. Then, I breathed so deeply among my own haze of cigarette smoke so relieved.

I saw the smoke around me, smelling the sweet aroma that covered the room with the slightly haze. In that moment I thought "Maybe… maybe Missis Rastford will love to see and breathe all this smoke… I want to invite her in one of my smoking nights…" I thought, then I sipped my cigarette again to inhale more smoke.

I blew more smoke to my room, then I started to caress my wet panties again, because I loved the idea of Missis Rastford breathing my smoke in a closed space like my room. I continued touching myself while smoking up started to moaning expelling smoke in each moan.

I touched myself stronger and stronger, getting wetter my panties while smoking, I was sweating and tired, imagining how Missis Rastford will love my smoke in my smoking nights.

At the end, I did the last moan, touching my wet crotch with a hand, and the other was caressing my boobs and nipples softly, with my smoky cigarette between fingers. Literally I got masturbate imagining Missis Rasfort coughing sweetly among the fragrance of my cigarette smoke. At the same time, I got the end of my cigarette. I took another one to light up. I was something tired, so, I thought that could be last cigarette of my smoking night.

Wet laydown in my bed, sweating, and with a hard mist of cigarette smoke around me, I lighted the last cigarette doing more smoke to my room.

The ashtray was next to me, to put the ashes of my last cigarette into it. I was no blowing smoke, I was just inhaling the smoke, but breathing normally after a drag, to exhale the smoke with a passive way of my breathing.

I loved that way to smoke, because I fill up quickly my body with it, enjoying my cigarette, but that way to smoke a cigarette, made me cough a bit when I achieved to fill up my body with smoke.

I continued with that way of smoking my cigarette, then I whispered so melancholic "Ah, Missis Rastford…" with smoke in each word, then I sipped my cigarette to fill my body with smoke again.

I got the end of my last cigarette. I literally took a bath of my own smoke in my closed room. In a moment another dry cough attack appeared, but it was okay, because my body was full of cigarette smoke, and I needed to expel it to breathe correctly.

While I was coughing and gasping, because shortness of breath, I put the cigarette in the ashtray, and I put the ashtray full of ashes in the little shelf. I continued coughing smoke, while gasping among my own gas chamber that was my room, because there was no air, only cigarette smoke from my exhalations.

I hugged my pillow, coughing over it. I continued coughing until I got to sleep among the strong haze and fragrance of my own cigarette smoke.

At the next day, my cellphone rang, it was my alarm, time was 6:00 am o'clock. I needed to wake up early, to start my hard day of job as a maid. I awoke, and I changed my cloths, then I opened the window to ventilate my room from the smell of the cigarette smoke, but before it I took a deeply breath of the fragrance of my room, I began to cough a lot, but it was okay, it was my morning smokers dry cough attack, because my lungs need to expel all the smoke inside me to work correctly. I could feel the sweet flavor of cigarette smoke in each cough, it meant that I was still full of smoke.

I took a sit in the edge of the bed, I continued coughing for a moment, then, I tried to calm my coughs, breathing correctly forced, ignoring the shake of my body, each time I force to stop cough. After some minutes, I could stop my cough attack and I proceeded to open the window.

The fresh air entered to my room, I breathed so deeply and sighed relieved many times, to clean up my little lungs for smoke, then, I walked to my bed and I took a can of air freshener, and I used it to mask the smell of smoke in my room. Later, I took the dirty clothes on the door to put it in the dirty laundry basket, and then I clean up the ashtray, throwing the ashes in a trash can inside my room. After it, I proceeded to take a bath to start my maid day. That was my ritual after a smoking night.

My smoking night wasn't daily, I take a smoking night each three days of hard work, or each weekend. I entered to the bathroom of my room, I was naked, I opened the hot water to start my bath, while I was in bath, I began to think about invite missis Rastford in my smoking night, but I knew it just was a wet dream.

After all, I took a maid uniform form my wardrobe and go to start my day. I took my cigarette pack, my lighter and my cellphone and it put all of those stuff in the pockets of my uniform.

It was my turn to awake Missis Rastford, so I entered to the mansion then I arrived to her room and I knocked the door.

"Missis Rastford, I'll go to enter…" I said to her.

I entered to the room. It was huge and clean, a shelf with a large mirror with a lot of little makeup jars and a lot of powder container in a shelf, the windows were covered with a heavy curtain, and her bed was huge and had a silk pavilion on it. It looked like a princess' room.

I saw that she continued sleeping, so I proceeded to awake her softly.

"Missis Rastford, I'll go to open the window, please, wake up" I told her.

She awoke slowly and gentle, then she greetings me while I was uncovering and opening the huge window.

"Oh… good morning…

"Ah, good morning miss. Well, I'll give your breakfast in bed" I said to her.

"Ah, not… wait…" she stopped me.

"What's happen Missis Rastford?" I questioned her.

"I'm not hungry…" she responded.

"Eh? But… but, breakfast is the first meal of the day, you need it to stat with energy your day, Miss" I said.

She giggled as usual and she told me:

"Please, could you get closer to me?

I walked to her to know what she wanted, and she told me something embarrassed.

"Do… do you… do you have your cigarette pack in your pockets?

"Eh… ah… eh… yeah…" I responded doubting.

"Eh… eh… c… cou… could you smoking a cigarette to me right here?" she said something red.

I had no answer, because she really wanted my smoke early in the morning. I saw to her and I told her:

"Eh? Are… are you sure?

"Yeah… please, smoke a cigarette in my bed... next to me" she told me.

I doubted a bit, but she told me before that she loves my smoke and my way to smoke a cigarette, so I responded.

"Yes Missis Rastford, your wishes are my orders…"

"Oh! Thank you!" she responded in glad.

I took a sit in the bed, then I took my cigarette pack, suddenly she stopped me.

"Wait!" she said.

Immediately, quickly as a thunder, she stood up, and she closed up the door and the window, and took the heavy curtain and covered the window, leaving a little groove of light, then, she took the silk pavilion of her bed and she covered the bed.

I had to remove my shoes to move myself in the center of the bed, because she locked me up in the bed with the silk pavilion. In a moment she entered to the bed and closed the silk pavilion.

"Ok… I'm ready, please, fill with your smoke my bed, smoke your cigarette in my bed with confidence…" she told me.

I got surprised, because she locked up us in a comfortable and huge bed, only to see and breathe my smoke. It was a closed space, and I said to her:

"Missis Rastford. If I smoke in this so closed space, smoke will get thick and will cover us quick, and… and… and this place will fill with smoke and would leave us without air…" I said to her.

"It's okay… please, smoke your cigarette…" she insisted me.

I took my cigarette pack and my lighter, then she said suddenly.

"Ah… I almost forget it… eh…ple… please, do… do your… maximum amount of smoke that you can do… eh… please…" she said almost nervous with a shaky voice.

I saw my cigarette pack, and I knew what she wanted, but, if I do the max smoke than I can do, these cigarettes will be consumed so fast. So, I told her:

"Are you sure? Maybe you will cough like the last time Miss…

"Ah… don't worry… I want to see you smoking and breathe your smoke, so, if I begin to cough for the thick smoke, it's okay, it's a part of breathe your cigarette smoke… so, don't worry, there's no problem" she said.

I doubted for a moment, but I opened my cigarette pack. I only had three cigarettes. She saw the cigarette pack and told me in a moment:

"Oh… you only have three cigarettes…

"Yeah… I mean… yes Missis Rastford…" I responded to her, then I put the cigarettes on the bed next to me with my lighter.

"It's okay, I'll personally take care of getting you a new cigarette pack, don't worry, you will smoke more cigarettes later if you want…" she said to me.

"Eh… eh… thanks… Missis Rastford.

"Yeah… it's okay, so… call me Lyla…" she said confident.

"Oh… yes Missis Rast… Lyla…" I responded.

She giggled gently and told me:

"Just call me Lyla, don't call me as "Missis"… and… let me guess your name… you're Celia… right?" she said

"Ye… yeah… Lyla…" I responded doubting.

She giggled again and told me:

"Okay Celia, smoke your cigarette like the last time… do all the smoke as you can! Please…" said Lyla.

"Yes mi… Lyla…" I responded embarrassed.

I took a cigarette from the bed and I put the cigarette in my mouth slowly while I saw Lyla with mischievous gaze. Lyla got red and nervous while I saw her, she really wanted my smoke with despair, then I took my lighter and I lighted my cigarette.

As usually, I did my first drag, inhaling and doing a lot of smoke, among my own smoke screen I kissed the butt of the cigarette a couple of times, sipping the cigarette, inhaling more smoke and filling myself with hot smoke. I dragged my cigarette to half.

Bed got filled with a thick smoke screen and we ended covered by it in an instant. There was no air inside the bed, just smoke, like Lyla wanted. At the end, among of a cloud of smoke, I exhaled the smoke slow and gently, to form a thicker cloud of smoke inside the bed.

Without taking a breath, I continued smoking my cigarette, repeating the same steps to do more smoke. Lyla saw the massive amount of smoke with a smile, but, when smoke got thicker, she grimaced while she was breathing the perfume of my sweet smoke.

How I was waiting, Lyla started to cough among the massive smoke that I had done (it turned me on a bit). I saw my cigarette; it became only ashes. Lyla saw my worried and told me:

"Oh… you need and ashtray… sorry, I forget it, let me ask for one…

"Oh, don't worry Lyla, I can put the ashes in the box" I responded while I took the cigarette box to put the ashes into it.

"But… the other cigarettes… eh…" she stuttered nervous whie was seeing the cigarettes next to me on the bed.

"Oh… don't you want to breathe more smoke from another one?

"Ah? Will you smoke the three cigarettes?" she told me surprised.

"Yeah… only if you want it…" I said t her.

"Eh… yeah… please smoke!" she responded in glad among a slightly haze of my sweet cigarette smoke.

"Yeah Lyla, let me take the of this first…" I responded and I sipped my cigarette. I dragged it until the end, doing a lot of smoke.

I got the end of my cigarette, then I proceeded to light another one. Lyla was too happy among my smoke, breathing my smoke in a closed space.

I lighted my cigarette and I did a lot of smoke again, then I pointed with my lips to her face, and I blew the smoke. She saw the smoke and she smiled confident while she was receiving my smoke, at the end she coughed a lot among a cigarette smoke screen.

"Oh, so sorry Lyla, I… eh… it wasn't my intention…" I said embarrassed while she was coughing.

She gasped a bit trying to breathe correctly among my smoke.

"Gasp! It's okay! Don't worry… I love your… Cough! Cough! Cough! Your smoke…" she tried to said coughing.

I continued doing smoke until I got the end of the second cigarette. I took the last and I said to her:

"Okay… last one… are you ready or want a break, Lyla?" I asked her.

"I'm okay… let me see your smoke, and breathe your smoky fragrance Celia, please" she said to me smiling.

"Smoky fragrance?" I whispered. I thought I was the only that use the meaning of fragrance to refer my exhaled cigarette smoke.

"Yeah… I'm coughing, I know, but, this is a fragrance to me, I really love to see and breathe your cigarette smoke Celia, please, delight me with your smoke for last time, and don't worry, I'll buy you another cigarette pack, I promise you it" she told me.

"Oh… okay, and, don't worry for the cigarette pack…" I added to her.

"No, no, no, I'll give you a cigarette pack, is a promise" she said.

"Oh… okay… thanks…

"You're welcome… so, don't let me waiting for it, please, smoke your cigarette to me" she added to me.

"Yes Lyla" I responded.

I proceeded to light the last one. Smoke around us was so thick, and did thicker with my drag, while I was inhaling smoke. I blew the smoke to her face, and she got closer to me to smell the smoke and inhale it deeply. Among my smoke, we giggled a little in glad, but she coughed a couple of times, then she gave me a smile while she was breathing my smoke.

I ended my cigarette with doing a lot of smoke. She inhaled the smoke so deeply and she sighed among the hard mist of my cigarette smoke, then she coughed a couple of times.

"Well… that's it… I… I need to go my job…" I told her.

She smiled in gland and responded me.

"Okay… thanks for smoking here" she told me.

"Oh… Lyla, I'll open the windows to ventilate the room…" I told her.

"Ah! Not! It's okay… just go to do your work, leave me alone with the mist your fragrance cigarette smoke" she responded me.

I got turned on a bit, and I responded with a shaky voice.

"Eh… ye… yes Lyla…

"Ah, and close the door when you go out, please…" she added to me.

"Yes… Lyla…" I told her.

She was covered with a slightly haze of my cigarette smoke in the bed, she was sitting on the bed, breathing all of that haze. I went out and closed the door, almost immediately I could hear how Lyla started to cough vigorously. I turned on in a moment, because I really love her way to cough among the fragrance of my cigarette smoke. I just walked away to continue my day, without cigarettes in my cigarette pack, only ashes.

Later, I was in the maid mansion porch, in a moment, I saw Layne and she told me something.

"Well, I don't know what did you do, but I have a present from Missis Rastford to you, she told me that I give it to you it… so, take it girl…" she said and she gave me a box in gift warp.

"Oh thanks…" I responded.

"You're welcome" responded Layne.

Later. Night arrived, and I was in my room. I took a bath before go to sleep. I really whished a cigarette while I was in bed. in a moment I saw the little shelf next to my bed, and I saw the box.

"Oh, I forgot the gift of Mis… Lyla!" I thought.

I took the box quickly, then I opened it. Inside the box was a bundle of four cigarette packs, with thirty cigarettes in each pack.

I got happy in an instant while I saw the cigarette pack. Lyla fulfilled her word, and she gifted me, no one standard cigarette pack, she gifted me four jumbo cigarette pack. I really wanted a cigarette in that moment, and she gave what I wanted.

Immediately, I prepared my room to start smoking, I took all of my dirty clothes to cover all the grooves of the door, and I closed the window and put the curtain, then, I removed my clothes to be in underwear.

I put a hand in my chest and I whispered in glad while was smiling.

"Well… tonight will be a smoking night" I said and then, I was opening a cigarette pack. "I'll fill my body with hot smoke until top! Not! I'll smoke cigarettes until fill my room with sweet smoke… Nope! I'll smoke cigarettes until cough! Yay! I'll smoke cigarettes until cough, and it won't stop me!

I opened the cigarette pack with joyfulness, and I took one to start smoking. In a moment I tried to light up it, but mi lighter have no fire.

"FFFF…" I thought so angry.

I saw the box, and I could see that it still had more stuff. Inside were a letter and a yellow lighter, with despair to start my smoking night I took the lighter, and I proceeded to light up my cigarette and I dragged it doing a lot of smoke around me, then, I sighed relieved to exhaled the smoke. I ended among a cloud of cigarette smoke, and the cigarette ended about the half.

Among my own sweet cigarette smoke, I took a deeply breathe and I whispered:

"Ah! I really needed a cigarette… I really love smoke" I said to me and I sipped the cigarette to suck and inhale smoke, to enjoy it inside me, and enjoy to fill my room with it.

I continued smoking my cigarette, and I got the end, I put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then, I proceeded to light another one.

I turned my gaze to the box. I saw the letter into the box, while I was smoking my cigarette with joy. I took the letter to read it, it was a letter from Lyla, and it smelled like a fruity fragrance, it was sealed. I opened it and the letter said:

Dear Celia.

Thank you for smoke until make me cough among a haze, I really love your way to smoke a cigarette, and I really love your smoke, to see it… to breathe it. See your smoke, breathe your smoke, is too important to me, because I really falling in love to your cigarette smoke, so, accept this present as a sample of my gratitude. I really hope that you will smoke more cigarettes in the future to me, to enjoy your fragrance while I receive your smoke in my face… my body… my heart… so, I have a question to you.

Will you like to be my cutie smoking maid until my husband returns from its business trip, and each time he goes out form home?

I will wait for your response holding my love to your smoke.

With love Lyla.

I sipped my cigarette with eagerness, and I took the letter to fill up it with smoke while I was getting close enough to kiss it at the end. Among the massive amount of smoke that bounced in the letter, I inhaled so deeply to sighed relieved.

I sipped my cigarette to inhale more smoke, while I was seeing one more time the letter, and I whispered with smoke in each word:

"I accept! I wanna be your cutie smoking maid…