The following weekend, we had been invited to a party at the home of our friends Jim and Melissa. It was to be a relatively small, casual gathering and we offered to bring some homemade chili, which I told Jason to prepare. I donned my clothes, put on my makeup, and packed my travel humidor with a variety of sticks.
I told Jason to wear pants that were a bit baggy so that his cage would not show. After he dressed, he put the chili into a slow-cooker and we made our way to the car. The drive would take around an hour, so I decided to smoke a double corona, which Jason lit for me after I got in the driver's seat. Jason started to open the sun roof, but I told him not to do so.
"I want you to breathe in my smoke while we drive, my slave."
"Yes, Mistress. Of course."
After a pleasant drive, we arrived at our destination and I discarded my cigar stub onto the curb.
Jim greeted us at the front door and we exchanged hugs and pleasantries. Melissa then greeted us and we did the same.
"Come out to the patio, my dears. It's too nice to sit inside the house."
Outside we saw that, having arrived fashionably late, that all of the other guests had arrived. There were Sue and Tim, Cathy and Darren, Phyllis and Tony, and Marge and Ted. Ted! I had almost forgotten our little escapade and almost lost my cool. Almost.
We all exchanged greetings and Jim asked us what we wanted from the bar. I decided that it was a martini kind of night and asked for one, and Jason requested a beer. All of us had known each other since our high school days and we fell into the kinds of conversations that only old friends can have.
Marge asked me what kind of "purse" I was holding and I told her that it wasn't a purse, but a travel humidor.
"That's nice of you to take care of your husband's needs like that, Alexis."
"Actually, Marge, the humidor is for me."
All eyes were now on me except Ted's and his face reddened.
"You mean you smoke cigars?" said Jim. The guys all started to chuckle.
"Yes, I've taken up cigars and I now can't imagine life without them. In fact, I'm in the mood for one now. Does anyone mind if I smoke."
"Certainly not--we're outdoors. Do you mind if I join you," said Tony.
"Not at all."
I summoned Jason to prepare and light my cigar and offered them to the others. Tony, Jim, and Darren accepted my offer, and we commenced with our cigar smoking and drinking.
Phyllis seemed to find my smoking fascinating.
"I know that some actresses smoke cigars, Alexis, but do you really like it? Isn't it really a man thing?"
"I think that everyone has the same taste buds, Phyllis. Cigars are delicious and I think they help women who smoke them achieve parity with men. And I think most men find it kind of sexy."
"I think you look hot with it, Alexis, but I don't think all women could pull it off," said Tim.
"What do you mean by that?" said Sue. "I think I'd like to try one. Maybe you'll think that I look hot smoking a cigar too."
With that, I signaled to Jason to get Sue a cigar and get her started.
"Don't inhale or you might be sorry," I said.
Sue took a few puffs and announced that it was "wonderful." The other ladies laughed and suddenly they all wanted to try a puff or two. Within ten minutes, they all had their own cigars going and we proceeded to fill the air with our smoke. I discreetly peeked at the crotches of the menfolk and, sure enough, things were stirring.
"You knew that I smoked cigars Ted. Remember when you stopped over at our house and I was enjoying one? Why didn't you tell Marge?"
Ted's embarrassment was readily apparent to me. After all, I had let him fuck me while I smoked a cigar, and he surely could picture the scene in his mind.
"Do you think I'm sexy, Ted?" said Marge, as she seductively blew a plume of smoke in his direction.
Ted looked like a deer trapped in headlights.
Cathy interrupted. "We're all hot as hell," she proclaimed as she vamped it up.
We all laughed and the night continued to be merry as we smoked, drank, and reminisced.