Ojalá no me haga gemelos...

That morning I had an important meeting at work due to the latest economic measures and the unbridled increase in the dollar, we had to do something to reduce costs and stop losing money. We were going to meet with the main producers of the broker at 8 am before opening the office to outline a plan that wouldn't be so detrimental to partners. Since I had to leave early, my husband took Ro to school and Romi to my mother-in-law's place since she couldn't take care of her at home. Already ready, I accompanied them to the street door. My husband was holding Ro's hand and carrying Romi's backpack, while I was waiting until they got into a taxi, saying goodbye to my kids with butterfly kisses. As I was walking back to our apartment, the elevator door opened and out came the new neighbor from the 9th floor, wearing a suit and tie, carrying an attaché case. I paused... This couple had moved in recently and has twin babies under a year old. I had seen them a few times when I went up to Armando's place, but until then, I hadn't had the chance to meet him alone. His wife seemed friendly and sociable, while he was quite the opposite, but now, in the entrance hall, I thought I detected a different look, much more interested... I was wearing a bathrobe, as I hadn't gotten dressed yet, although it was loose-fitting and covered my entire body from neck to ankles, with slippers on. Still, the way he looked at me... -Good morning neighbor...- I greeted him. -Good morning... neighbor- he replied. It was inevitable that we would use neighbor since we didn't know each other's names. We smiled, and I think in that brief exchange of glances, which had to last only seconds, everything was decided. Anticipating. He arrives at the building's entrance door, leans his hand on the doorknob, but before opening it, he turns to look at me. Then, I unbutton my shirt, enough for him to see my underwear underneath. He releases the doorknob and approaches. -Are you alone? he asks me. I don't say anything, all I do is open the door a little more as an invitation. He looks around, making sure no one is watching, and enters. I close the door, lock it, just in case, and let go of my shirt, leaving myself in a bra and panties in front of my neighbor from the 9th floor, the father of the twins. He puts his attaché on the floor and wraps his arms around me, making me feel the energy, the tension of his fibrous body. -Won't this cause problems that we're here? he asks, cautious. Of course, he knows I'm married with two kids. -No problem...- I assure him, excitedly biting my lower lip -My husband took the kids to school and then goes to work, we have all morning- Suddenly, the important meeting I had at work had taken a backseat of interest. We look at each other again with that same intensity we shared a little while ago and now yes, we kiss long and deep, with lots of tongue and saliva. His hands don't stay still, caressing everything within reach, while I do the same to that lump already pulsating beneath his belt. I unbutton his pants, take out his cock and suck it, feeling that animal pulse threatening to make everything explode in the air. I get down on my knees and lick it all over my face, smelling it, enjoying its warmth and smoothness. It's all shaved, except for a little bit of hair growing in, so it has like a three-day beard. I lick his testicles with my tongue, licking the folds underneath, and go up sucking everything I find on the way, which is quite a lot. I take off my bra and he plays with my breasts, then making a deep throat to full. I leave it dripping with my saliva and get up. Walking sensually and enticingly, I go to the bedroom. He comes after me, holding his pants up with one hand so they don't fall down. We enter, I lock the door... Never trust... I take off my underwear and lie on my back on the bed, still undone after getting up with my husband less than an hour ago. As he takes off his clothes and lays them out carefully so they don't wrinkle, I start touching myself feeling like a whirlwind is starting to form inside me that gets wilder and more uncontrollable over the years. Already naked, with a plump and overflowing erection, he lies between my legs and delights me with a blowjob that leaves me pedaling in mid-air. I'm on the verge of it, at the edge of explosion, but I don't want to cum before he puts it in... -Ah! Ah! In the first drawer!- I say with precipitous urgency, pointing to the nightstand where my husband sleeps. He opens the drawer, takes out a condom, puts it on and now yes, he makes me come completely. I wrap my legs around his waist, hold him against my body for just the right amount of time, and finish like I hadn't had an orgasm in months. When I finally manage to emerge from that torrent of sensations, I look at him, kiss him on the mouth and with all the enthusiasm at my fingertips, I say: -Take me...!- I was going to call him by name, but then I realized I didn't know it. I had already gotten a good screw... and yet, I still felt the divine fire inside me, that ardor that threatens to make me explode again. In full thrust, he gets up, leaving me with a new orgasm pulsing there, at the gates of my sex, he hands me his hand, makes me get up too, and putting me against the wall, he fucks me standing up, taking me with a few quick ones towards a new overflow. I'm still finishing, feeling As the humidity becomes even more intense in that corner of my body, it grabs my arms and rolls me over the bed. As I fall, almost instinctively, I get down on all fours. He comes, penetrates me, and keeps pumping until he's about to cum, then pulls out the condom, shakes it off, and ejaculates all over my booty... Mmmhhh...! It's so tasty feeling the warm milk dripping onto my skin... Between sighs of pleasure, we collapse, one on top of the other, hot and inflamed...

-Do you know what?- he says once he's recovered his breath -I just realized I don't know your name- -Nor do I yours-, I agree, still a bit agitated. We laugh at the curious and different situation.

-Have you ever hooked up with a complete stranger?- I ask. -Well, we're not that unknown to each other, we've crossed paths a few times-, he reminds me. -If I'm not mistaken, this is the second time we've seen each other since you moved into the building-, I clarify. The previous occasion was in the elevator when I was with his wife and twins.

-And I have to say, the first impression you made on me was very unpleasant...-, I add. -Haha... I hope I've changed that impression-, he laughs. -Mmmm, a bit yes, but you'll have to try harder-, I tell him, stretching out my hand to start rubbing his cock again. He turns towards me, kisses me with all his tongue, and putting his fingers in my pussy, starts moving them in a way that makes me squirt like foam from the inside.

-Is this okay, neighbor?- he asks, not stopping to explore my insides. -Mmmmhhhh...! This is a good way to start... neighbor-, I say, between sighs, searching for his mouth to melt into another intense and desperate kiss. After savoring his lips, I go straight back to sucking his cock, dedicating more time to it now that the heat urges me to have it in another part of my body. I run my tongue all along it, up and down, biting it-

Soothing side-to-side, to then eat her until I fill my whole mouth with juicy and hot cock... I let her go, spit it out and down again to the bottom... Let her go, another spitting and another expedition to the bottom of my throat... Like that several times, until I have a hazy vision from tears. This time I put the condom on myself... -Don't count them up with your husband, don't you?- she asks me while already smoothing out the latex around its vigorous surface. I stay for a moment thoughtful, trying to remember if I ever saw him counting them, but it seems like not. -I don't think so...- I say as I climb on top of him -It was anyway...- I add, at the same time as I'm slowly sinking into that wonderful stake. I do it slowly, to enjoy the moment, to feel in all its intensity the sensations that, born from that vortex formed by our sexes, spread to every corner of my body. The father of the twins is lying down on his back, me sitting on top, riding him... I lower a little and get up, lower a bit more and down again, sinking a bigger piece each time... When I have it all inside, I stay for a moment there, quiet, almost not breathing, feeling how it expands, filling me in every sense... Only then do I start moving, slowly, with soft, controlled movements, without letting it slip away, making her go in and out of its full extent. With my face to his, the father of the twins is caressing my breasts with one hand, while massaging my clitoris with the other, which protrudes between the folds of my sex like a finger. My gasps increase in intensity as I accelerate the ride... ¡¡¡More... More... More... More..!!! I like looking at the eyes of whoever my lover is in that moment, when we're approaching the peak of pleasure, each one on their own way, to 'cum' converging in a common space, the absolute joy, the only justification for why that man... to whom I barely know, is in my bed. We ended together, exploded, united in an inevitable cacophony of moans and gasps. I collapse onto his legs from behind, still sighing, with my body traversed by a succession of spasms that leave me totally moved. While he gets up and goes to the bathroom, I check my cell phone that's burning with lost calls and messages from my colleagues at the Broker, asking where I am, how long it'll take me to get there, and if the meeting has already started... I can't tell them I stayed home screwing a neighbor, so I invent a believable excuse, like one of the guys woke up sick, and that's settled. -Shall we have a coffee?- I ask when he returns from the bathroom. -Seems perfect to me...- he accepts. I put on my robe, with nothing underneath this time, and go to the kitchen while he gets dressed. A bit later, he appears immaculate, just as I saw him a bit earlier in the building's hallway, the only difference being that now he has an ear-to-ear smile. I serve him coffee with some scones and sit down with him. -We still haven't said our names...- he reminds me. -And what if we leave it like this? Doesn't it seem more interesting?- -Just neighbors, right?- -That's us, isn't it?- He thinks for a moment, smiles, and finally nods: -I like it...- After finishing the coffee, he gets up and says he has to go to work. -So do I...- I agree, getting up to accompany him to the door. -Thanks for the coffee and everything else- he says before opening the door. -Thanks to you, neighbor, for accepting the invitation- I reply. We kiss, a warm, juicy kiss, perhaps not with the passion of a beginning, but quite intense. I open the door, take a peek to make sure no one's around, and then give him the okay to leave. He hurries out, clearly in a hurry after being caught, close the door, and then prepare myself to go out. Before that, of course, I tidy up the room, eliminating any trace of male presence. When I arrive at the office, the meeting has already ended. Whatever had seemed super important to me at first, indispensable, had ended up in the background. -Mary, you're here, is your baby better?-' a colleague greets me. I react in time to remember the excuse I had given. 'Yes, much better, it was just a fever line' I calm her down. She tells me about the measures they decided to take to face this difficult economic moment, but almost as if I didn't pay attention, my mind, body, all my senses are still on the morning after I slept with my neighbor, the twins' dad...