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The Smoking Diva

The leggy redhead was known as the smoking diva because she smoked while she sang. She was working as a lounge singer under the nume de plume of Lisa Lovelace when I first met heard her sing earlier this month.

The leggy redhead was on stage wearing a long red evening gown while singing Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain. I thought the song was an interesting choice because her eyes were green.

I watched her take puffs from a menthol cigarette in a long holder while she sang. Her voice was a little deeper than it should have been but she did do the song justice. The piano player was pretty good and managed to keep in time with the smoking diva. She also knew how to keep the audience interested in her with seductive smiles and winks.

When the song finished, I joined the applause but I didn’t go back to drinking. Instead, I rose from my chair and made my way to the bar where she was heading.

“What brings a fancy man like you to smoky place like this?” she asked while the bartender brought our drinks.

“A proposition for the smoking diva herself,” I replied. “How would you like to earn some extra money?”

She went silent but I could tell she was thinking it over.

“I don’t want to fuck for money,” she finally said.

“I don’t want sex from you even though that would be a nice bonus. What I want is for you to blow smoke on me. I’ll pay you a thousand dollars for a thirty minute session.”

The smoking diva went silent again as she thought my position over. She looked at me with her green eyes and I knew she thought that I was a little mad. We finished our drinks before she agreed to the arrangement and set up an appointment for the following night. We exchanged phone numbers and I told her that I would get a hotel room as a neutral meeting place.

I called her the next afternoon after I paid for an expensive hotel room. Money was no object when it came to my one fetish. She arrived after dinner and I lighted her cigarette. I stripped so she could blow the smoke all over my naked body.

I inhaled the smoke and started to slowly masturbate. She went through three cigarettes before I finally climaxed.

I paid her the money and she agreed for another session. Since meeting the smoking diva earlier this month, I have bathed in her cigarette smoke three times.

~JTB~

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