The Smoking Sorceress

A Sexual Fantasy

— By ClarkNova

There is something about a woman who smokes.

She’s defiant. She’s powerful. She’s reckless, probably even dangerous. She dangles the unlit cigarette from her mouth as she searches for her lighter. She lights up without any thought about those around her and makes no attempt to hide her ritual. I watch from across the room as she sits alone, perched on her stool like a sorceress commanding the smoke to enter and exit through her dark puckered lips. She’s equally alluring and unapproachable. What can I do? She’s not the kind of woman you’ll wind up with in the end, but if you are lucky, maybe you get one night with this wicked enchantress. Maybe this will be the night.