Step outside to sneak a smoke

I had quit smoking months earlier, but if there was ever a time a guy needed a smoke it was right then. My cock was hard and my balls were fully loaded...and my wife was aleep.

I pulled on a pair of cotton shorts, retrieved a cigarette from my secret stash and slipped out onto the back porch. I fumbled with the lighter, and then breathed in that first glorious breath of nicotine.

"You must really love cigarettes," Amy said with a laugh.

"Oh god!" I gasp, nearly choking on the smoke. As my eyes adjusted to yhe moonlight, i saw her standing there, outlined in the moonlight against the railing on her side of our adjoining porch.

"Never seen a cigarette give someone a boner, but if thats what does it for you," she said.

She was wearing a silky nightgown that buttoned up the front, except it wasnt buttoned. Her gown hung open from top to bottom, showing off the curve of her breasts and the mound of hair that surrounded her pussy.

"You scared me," I said.

"I think i am the one who should be scared," she laughed, her eyes drifting down to my erection. "Do you need some help handling that?"

I had been trying to keep my distance, but i dont think i could have found myself in a more awkward and erotic situation. She shifted her weight as she tossed her cigarette butt of the porch, and her gown shifted, allowing one of her breasts to pop out.

"I guess Kate hasnt got her sex drive back?" she asked. "It happens with some women."

"She got off," i said. "Then fell asleep."

"Damn, thats usually the guy's job," she said. "Ive got the opposite problem. I cant get enough. I masturbate six or seven times a day. And the doctor told us no sex for at least another week, so your brother wont touch me."

She moved closer as i tossed my own cigarette into the yard. I felt her hand drift down the front of my pants and wrap around my cock.

"I can use my hands though," she whispered. "And a cigarette isnt the only thing i like to put in my mouth..."