Sara's Adventures

Bzzz bzzz bzzz, Sara rubbed her eyes and looked over at her cell phone vibrating, 5:30am. "Ugh," she said with exasperation. She tapped "Stop" on her cell phone and slowly hoisted herself up to a sitting position, her brain slowly coming to. Sara loved working out but hated waking up so early, a necessary evil in her eyes. She untied her bathrobe, leaving it behind on her bed as she made her way to the bathroom to get ready. After brushing her teeth, she opened the cabinet under her sink to take out a bottle of Listerine, a ritual she hadn't needed much in the last year but needed now looking to rid her taste buds of the morning after stale cigarette taste. Sara then made her way to her closet, she donned teal undies, her favorite pink leggings, red sports bra, and an tight fitting exercise jacket. She then grabbed her phone and purse, pausing briefly as she looked at her pack of Marlboro Gold 100s, "I'm good," she thought to herself as she headed for her apartment door.

"Hey Sara!" yelled Emily from across the gym floor as Sara entered.

Emily was briskly walking on a treadmill, watching a rerun of Friends that was currently playing on the gym TV. Sara walked over, placing her water bottle on the treadmill next to Emily.

"Morning lady," responded Sara with just a bit of contempt in her voice. She stepped onto the treadmill and joined Emily in a brisk walk.

"So how was your night?" asked Sara.

"Mostly fun, Kyle and I went out for dinner and then went back to my apartment. We were both pretty horny so our clothes didn't stay on long. Kyle asked me to pretend smoke a cigarette again, which I was happy to do but I did have to shut him down when when he tried to light it. I mean, I wanted him to but my apartment complex is even stricter than yours. We both finished but I could tell he was a bit disappointed," replied Emily, then quiping, "Alright, time to pick up the pace, I want to see that sexy ass move!"

Sara rolled her eyes as she smiled and both girls increased the speed of their treadmills.

Sara and Emily continued chatting and gossiping with ease, their fit bodies well used to a 30 minute run.

"Phew," said Emily as her timer hit 28 minutes, "time to cool down."

Both girls lowered their speeds to a slow walk.

"Maybe it was never the cigarettes," said Sara, remaking on their ability to run and talk even after both had begun smoking cigarettes again the last few days.

"I certainly feel no different," replied Emily.

Sara noticed a girl a couple treadmills over giving them a dirty look as she responded, "Yeah same, maybe we just had to get fit first, I'm feeling great."

Both girls hit stop on their treadmills, their bodies now sweaty from the vigorous run. Sara gave the girl on a treadmill a proud smile as the two walked by towards the exit.

"See you tonight!" said Emily as she shared a quick hug with Sara, the two departing to begin their work days.

Sara entered her apartment, her body still feeling a bit sweaty and in need of a shower. She took off her winter jacket and headed for her bathroom, her eyes glancing at the cigarettes on her nightstand as she entered her bedroom. "I think I've earned a quick smoke," she thought, taking a quick look at her phone to make sure she had enough time to get ready for work.

Sara picked up her pack of cigarettes, extracted one of the white cylinders and holding it in her hand as she grabbed the lighter and headed for her balcony, also grabbing her winter jacket she had just taken off. As she put it on, she thought to herself, "guess I won't need to do this after tomorrow."

Sara sat in one of her chairs and brought the cigarette to her lips, her body tense with anticipation for the smoke to enter her lungs and nicotine to begin coursing through her veins. She flicked the lighter to life, bringing its flame to the tip of her cigarette as she dragged on the cylinder, the smoke entering her mouth. She removed her cigarette and opened her mouth, inhaling the smoke deep into her awaiting lungs. She exhaled the smoke in a tight cone before settling in her chair and taking another cheek hollowing drag. Sara held the smoke in her lungs, feeling the nicotine now course through her veins, her body melting into the chair.

"Ahh, I missed this," Sara thought to herself, exhaling her smoke before repeating the process, her cigarette glowing cherry red with every drag.

Sara closed her eyes and continued to smoke her cigarette until she felt the warmth of the smoke on her final drag, her body disappointed her cigarette was now down to the filter. She stubbed her cigarette out in the ashtray before exhaling a final cone of smoke, her body's craving now fulfilled and returned inside to get ready for work.

Sara's day was pretty typical, nothing too excited, she was now jealous of her coworkers who had the freedom to take smoke breaks. Sara had always avoided being labeled as a smoker by her work, even in her social smoking days. Smokers were required to watch a video every quarter on the dangers of smoking and were generally not promoted as fast as the nonsmokers. To Sara, this didn't seem like it would be hard to keep up, she had never before had cravings at work.

Sara returned home at 5:30pm, roughly her normal time. She entered her apartment and immediately felt a sensation come over her. Before even taking off her jacket, she headed for her bedroom and extracted a cigarette from her pack of Marlboro gold 100s. She headed for her balcony to repeat her morning bliss, this time her athletic neon pink scrubs beneath her jacket. The smoke from her cigarette felt amazing in her lungs, her body enjoying the fresh injection of nicotine.

Finishing her cigarette, Sara exhaled a cone of smoke and headed inside to get dressed for wine trivia, a weekly outing she shared with Jenn and Emily.

Sara took off her scrubs, replacing them with one of her favorite pairs of skin tight jeans, she loved the way they hugged her ass. She kept on the lacy bra she had worn to work and added a black blouse with sheer fabric showing her cleavage beneath. Sara then looked at the pack of cigarettes on her nightstand. She contemplated whether she should bring them along, "better to have and not want than want and not have," she thought, placing the pack of cigarettes in her purse, along with the lighter from her balcony. Sara then donned her winter jacket and headed for the wine bar.

Sara walked into the bar, the boyfriend of the couple entering before her holding the door open for her. She thanked him, taking a quick glance at his girlfriend and thinking, "not bad."

Jenn and Emily were already sitting at a high top, a glass of Pinot Noir waiting for Sara. "Hey Bitches!" said Sara, taking her seat and putting her jacket on its back.

"Damn girl," replied Jenn, herself dressed in loose jeans and a hoodie. Sara always wondered why Jenn hardly ever dressed more confidently, she had a gorgeous body but always seemed to prefer comfort over fashion.

"Come up and grab your answer sheets, trivia starts in 5 minutes," came an announcement over the speakers.

Jenn flashed their sheets to Sara, "already got ours!" she said.

The three girls chatted for a few minutes, waiting for the first round to begin.

Having just finished writing down their final answer of the first round, Jenn spoke up, "I'll bring it up, going out for a quick cigarette."

Emily and Sara nodded as they watched Jenn put on her jacket and get up from the table.

As they watched her exit for the side patio, Emily looked at Sara and said, "ugh, I wish we were joining her, I haven't had a smoke since Sunday night."

"Fuck, really?!" Sara responded, continuing, "I've already smoked two today."

"Good for you girl, I've wanted one all day but haven't been able to bring myself buy a pack," retorted Emily.

Sara glanced outside, watching Jenn extract an all white Marlboro Gold 100 from her pack, the flame from her lighter tensing Sara's body as she wished the smoke Jenn was inhaling was entering her own lungs.

"Time for round two," came the announcement as Sara looked outside, seeing Jenn drop her cigarette in the butt receptacle, exhaling a beautiful cone of smoke as she reached for the door to return inside.

Jenn sat back in her chair, both Emily and Sara envious of the smokey aroma wafting from her body.

The girls continued their discussion, Jenn writing their answers to the trivia questions down as they were asked. Round 2, 3, and 4 came and went in a similar manner, the waitress keeping their carafe of Pinot full and Jenn heading outside for a quick cigarette after each round while Emily and Sara's bodies began to crave her smoke and nicotine more and more.

Finally the 5th round came, Jenn again returning to her seat just in time.

"Just made it, sorry Emily, I almost made you suffer through watching Sara's handwriting," chuckled Jenn.

Emily laughed and responded, "No one wants to see that, that girl has talents but handwriting isn't one of them." Emily then gave a mischievous smirk to Sara.

As round 5 came to an end, Jenn brought their last slip of paper up and returned to their table, the girls anxiously awaiting the final scores, each feeling their skin blush from the affects of their alcohol.

"Well, fuck," said Sara as the scores were read aloud, revealing they came in 3rd.

"Damn, I'm going out for a cigarette," responded Jenn, grabbing her jacket.

Sara looked at Emily with a look, a deep craving in her eyes. She then reached behind her to her purse hanging off the back of her chair, unzipped it and relieved its contents to Emily who's eyes widened.

Emily exclaimed, "let's go!" and then turned to Jenn, now across the room and yelled, "wait for us!"

Jenn turned around, startled by her friend's loud request, she slowly processed Emily's words and then walked back to the table as Emily and Sara got their jackets on.

The girls then headed for the patio. Emily held the door for Jenn and Sara, Jenn exiting first, her cigarette already dangling from her lips. Sara second, her hand extracting two Marlboro Gold 100s from the pack in her purse as she passed Emily.

Sara handed one of the cigarettes to Emily and then took her lighter and flicked it to life, bringing the flame to the tip of her cigarette and dragging before handing the lighter to Emily.

As Emily lit her cigarette, Jenn turned around, her own cigarette now lit, the tip glowing a bright cherry red as she took a deep cheek hollowing drag. Jenn's eyes opened wide as she saw Emily bring the lighter's flame to her cigarette.

"Um, what the fuck, no, NO, fuck!" shouted Jenn as she exhaled her smoke.

Emily and Sara froze, both exhaling a cone of smoke while they stood there stunned by their friend's outburst.

Jenn took another cheek hollowing drag of her cigarette as she collapsed into one of the chairs at the patio table next to them, a standing propane heater next to the table providing warmth.

Emily and Sara followed suit, both inhaling the cigarette smoke deep into their awaiting lungs, their body's relaxing as the nicotine entered their veins.

The three sat their for a moment smoking their cigarettes, Jenn breaking the silence with a slight tremble in her voice, "I've been telling my family I would quit for New Year's and that it would be easy this time because my best friends had already quit so I wouldn't be tempted. But now," she continued, "you're smoking again!?"

Jenn paused to take a drag of her cigarette, Emily looked at Sara with a concerned look on her face as Sara spoke up, "We're just smoking socially."

Sara then motioned towards her cigarette, bringing it to her lips for another drag before inhaling and exhaling the smoke in a tight cone away from the table.

"Yeah, we just missed having a night cap cigarette, it's nothing major, we can support you," followed up Emily.

Jenn sat their unconvinced, she took another drag of her cigarette, holding the smoke in her body for an eternity before exhaling a cone of smoke directly between Sara and Emily. "This is all fucking Dan's fault," Jenn said in a soft, somewhat disgusted voice.

Sara and Emily gave her a quizzical look, then Jenn continued, recounting the story of the beginning of her addiction.