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Smoke Break Seduction - part 1
You take a deep breath as you step outside into the courtyard, grateful for the break from the hectic office atmosphere. The cool air is a welcome contrast to the stuffy room filled with people working diligently on their projects. Your eyes scan the area, and you spot Tristan standing against a wall, smoking a cigarette.
You’ve been curious about him ever since he joined your team. His confidence and mysterious demeanor have always intrigued you. As you watch him smoke, you find yourself drawn to his presence. You decide to take a chance and strike up a conversation with him.
“Hey Tristan,” you say, walking over to where he’s standing. “Mind if I join you?”
He looks up, surprised to see you. A hint of a smile plays on his lips as he responds, “Not at all.” He gestures to the empty space beside him. “There’s plenty of room here.”
You take a seat on the ledge next to him, crossing your legs as you do so. You can feel his eyes on you, and it sends a shiver down your spine. You try to focus on the conversation, but your mind keeps wandering back to the way he’s looking at you.
“So,” Tristan begins, taking a drag from his cigarette, “how’s the project going?”
You shrug. “It’s going well, I guess. But I can’t stand working with some of these people.” You pull out your phone and text your friend: Yeah it’s going well, but I can’t stand working with some of these people.
Tristan chuckles. “Tell me about it. This place can be a real drag sometimes.” He takes another drag from his cigarette and exhales slowly. The smoke swirls around him, making him look even more mysterious than before.
You find yourself staring at the cigarette between his fingers. You’ve never been much of a smoker, but there’s something about the way he does it that makes it seem almost… sexy. You can feel your heart racing as you watch him smoke.
Suddenly, your phone vibrates in your hand. It’s a text from an ex. You roll your eyes and quickly delete it, thinking to yourself: ugh, why do they always come crawling back?
Tristan notices your reaction and raises an eyebrow. “Everything okay?”
You shake your head. “It’s nothing. Just an ex being annoying.”
He nods in understanding. “They never seem to get the hint, do they?”
You laugh, feeling a sense of camaraderie with him. The conversation flows easily between you, and before you know it, you’ve been outside for almost half an hour. You realize you should probably get back to work, but you don’t want the moment to end.
As if sensing your thoughts, Tristan speaks up. “You know, I could use a break from these cigarettes. Have you ever tried one?” He holds out the pack to you, his blue eyes locked on yours.
Your heart skips a beat. You’ve never smoked before, but there’s something about Tristan that makes you want to say yes. You find yourself reaching for the cigarette, your fingers brushing against his as you take it from him.
He smiles and lights the cigarette for you, his eyes never leaving yours. You take a drag, feeling the smoke fill your lungs. It’s not as bad as you thought it would be, and you find yourself enjoying the sensation.
Tristan watches you intently, clearly pleased that you’re trying it. “Not bad, huh?” he asks.
You nod, exhaling a stream of smoke. “It’s not as terrible as I thought it would be.”
He chuckles. “Wait until you get addicted. Then it becomes a whole different story.”
You laugh, but your laughter is cut short by the sound of his phone ringing. He sighs and pulls it out of his pocket, glancing at the screen.
“I have to take this,” he says apologetically. “It’s my boss.”
You nod, feeling a pang of disappointment as the moment is interrupted. Tristan steps away to answer the call, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Your heart is racing, and you can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside you.
As you watch him walk away, you can’t shake the feeling that something has changed between you. The sexual tension is palpable, and you find yourself eager for what might come next.
You glance up from your desk and see Tristan outside smoking again. You can’t help but feel drawn to him, and you decide to join him for another smoke break. As you walk towards the window, you take a deep breath and try to calm your nerves. The thought of being close to him again sends a shiver down your spine.
When you step outside, Tristan looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says, his voice low and smooth. “I didn’t think you were a smoker.”
“I’m not,” you reply, feeling a blush creep onto your cheeks. “But I couldn’t help but notice how much you enjoy it.”
Tristan raises an eyebrow, and a mischievous grin spreads across his face. “Is that so? You find my smoking… intriguing?”
“I do,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper. The sexual tension between you is palpable, and you can feel your heart racing in your chest.
Tristan takes a drag from his cigarette and exhales slowly. “Tell me more,” he says, leaning in closer to you. “What is it about my smoking that fascinates you?”
You hesitate for a moment before answering. “There’s something… sexy about it,” you say finally. “The way you hold the cigarette, the way you inhale and exhale… It’s all very captivating.”
Tristan chuckles softly. “I never thought my smoking would be considered a turn-on,” he says. “But I’m glad it has that effect on you.”
You find yourself drawn to his confidence and charm, unable to resist the pull of his allure. As you continue to smoke together, your conversation becomes more flirtatious, leading to you asking Tristan about his smoking fetish. He describes how the act of smoking and the associated paraphernalia arouse him, which intrigues you even further.
This leads to a conversation about desires and fantasies, with both of you sharing your deepest secrets and longings. The dynamic between you shifts as you explore your attraction towards each other. You’re drawn to Tristan’s confidence and charm, while he finds your curiosity and willingness to explore his fetish enticing.
As the sun begins to set, casting a warm glow over the city skyline, you feel a sense of connection with Tristan that you haven’t experienced in a long time. The sexual tension between you is almost unbearable, and you can’t help but wonder what it would be like to act on your desires.
Finally, Tristan breaks the silence. “I have an idea,” he says, his voice low and seductive. “Why don’t we continue this conversation over drinks after work?”
Your heart skips a beat at the suggestion. You know that agreeing to meet up with him could lead to something more, but you can’t help feeling excited by the prospect. After a moment of hesitation, you nod your agreement. “I’d like that,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper.
Tristan smiles at you, his eyes filled with desire. “Good,” he says. “I’ll see you later tonight.”
With that, he stubs out his cigarette and heads back inside the office, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Your heart is racing, and you can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside you. The erotic encounter has been set in motion, and there’s no turning back now.