My wife Susan and I have been married for 10 years. I'd have to describe our sex life as average, since we used to do just the "normal" things. Every time she felt horny, she started touching my dick a little, slurping the head for a little while, and then she just wide opened her legs waiting for me to penetrate. After 10 or 20 minutes of the good ole "in-out" I came inside, pulled it out and considered it done.
At her 37 years, Susan is quite good looking. Short blonde hair, beautiful green eyes, nice ass and a big pair of boobs. A little saggy but big (36-D). Who said that size didn't matter? Not that I complained, but there was something missing. She was very traditional in sex, and not so open to try new things. Several times I tried to make her give me a good blowjob with no results. She used to say that cock sucking was just good to make the penis hard, but then it belonged to the pussy. How many times I dreamt about cumming inside a mouth or an ass!
She had little interest on having her pussy eaten, and anal sex was totally out of question. In addition, she only gave me a good fuck once a week, while I needed it more often. But what could I do? As I said, my once-in-a-week fuck wasn't that bad, so I didn't complain.
Susan was a compelling smoker. I'm talking about the kind of woman that smokes 1 or 2 packs a day, and sometimes she simply couldn't work, or eat, or concentrate if she wasn't smoking a cigarette. Several times she tried to stop by herself with no success.
Eventually, her smoking habit started to take a hit on her health, and we both decided that it was enough. She went to a therapy clinic in order to be treated, and she asked me to go with her to the first session. The doctor told us that there were two habits she had to break: the nicotine habit (the addiction of having a certain level of nicotine in the blood) and the oral habit (the addiction of having something in her mouth). To start dealing with the first one, he prescribed her some nicotine patches. For the second, he suggested her to keep taking cigarettes to her mouth, but without lighting them.
The system worked well at the beginning, she was taking it seriously and never smoked again. The patches were working well, but the oral addiction was being more difficult to handle. One night we were staying in a hotel room out of town. It was about midnight, and she started yelling she needed to smoke. I woke up and found her trying to light a cigarette. I prevented her from doing it. She was already wearing a patch, and started sucking the cigarette. Then she started crying and threw the cigarette away. I hugged her trying to calm her down. She yelled at me:
"I can't take it anymore!"
"Just calm down honey, it's going to be ok"
"It's not. I need a cigarette! I need it now!"
"Please don't do it darling! You have done a good job so far. Don't ruin it now!"
"What can I do? I can't stop thinking about smoking! What do you want me to do?"
"Fuck me!" I said.
"Are you talking serious? Well…ok. Maybe that will calm me down. Just take off your shorts. But if it doesn't work, I'm going to smoke a fucking cigarette!!! Ok?"
