The hat's brand...

It was late at night, past nine, the office was closed, but I had stayed to finish a job. I didn't have a rush to get home, my husband was taking care of the kids and he had also asked for a grilled chicken breast with zucchini salad. I had already finished eating and thought about making myself a coffee when I heard someone knocking on the door. Since it's obvious from outside that the office is closed, the curtain is low, and the marquee lights are on, I didn't pay attention at first, but they kept insisting. I went to see who it was, and there was Tano, smiling at me through the glass. He greeted me and made a gesture for me to open up. -Tano, what's going on? The office is closed- I said, opening the door slightly. -I know, silly, I have eyes...- one of his characteristics, apart from being physically strong, is that he's very sharp, but in a nice way, not heavy-handed. -I was passing by and saw light and thought you were robbing...- he said -I came to snoop around, see a red-haired acquaintance and told myself I have to greet my friend Marisita and make sure everything is okay- He always called me that when he came to the office, even though I would tell him my name is Mariela, they call me Mary or Marita, but to him I'm Marisita. -Everything's fine, Tano, I just stayed to finish a job- I let him know. -Ah good, then I'll relax- he said, and when he talks to me, I can sense a certain smell of alcohol. -Tano, did you have a drink?- I ask directly, no beating around the bush. -Just one beer, two actually...- he confirms. -And are you driving like that?- He says yes, looking guilty, like a kid caught doing something naughty. -Let me get you a coffee...- I say, opening the door. He goes to park and close his taxi properly and comes in. Tano is an old client of mine, one of the first I had when I started producing insurance. He's one of the most loyal ones, as he didn't even change when I went through tough times and had to suspend some services for Mortgage expenses. It's one of those that are always taking shots, see if one falls, but until then nothing had happened between us, beyond some hints that remained in nothing. It would be redundant to say I was eager to get it on, because I'm always eager to get it on, but I didn't let him enter at that hour, knowing he'd just leave me. I just wanted him to take a coffee to clear his head and nothing more. But when we started talking and touching certain topics, I began to see neon signs everywhere saying: Why not? -What are you doing here alone at this hour? Your husband doesn't miss you?- he asks. -I already told you, working... Actually, I was finishing up, but now I'm here with you, delaying myself- I say, making myself a coffee too and sitting down on the other side of the desk, opposite him. -Yes, forgive me, I'll finish my coffee and leave- he laughs. -Okay, no hurry- -I don't have any rush...- he replies -But I imagine your husband must be worried about seeing you, if it were me, I'd already be calling to ask how long you'll be late getting home so I can attend to you... And I'm waiting behind the door, and before you take a step, I grab you and stamp you against the wall- he adds, making a gesture with his hands like a swing. -Nothing's wrong...- I say, downplaying it. -What? Not today?- he surprises me. -I won't answer that- -You're so hot, with me you'd get it every day, morning, afternoon and night... You'd be stuffed with meat- -Don't get carried away Tano, I know you- -It's true, you're everyone's fantasy who comes here, why do you think some prefer to come personally?... Just to see you and then think about you when we have sex- -I don't think it's that much- -Look, the ones who get together talk...- -Let's say you're right, what's your fantasy?- I ask. -Uuufffff! There are several- -Tell me one...- -One could be dancing to that song with you... from Kim's movie... Basinger, another one like you...- -Nine weeks and a half...- -That same one! You're dancing with that theme, taking off all your clothes- -And then when I take off all my clothes, what's going on?- -Well, I never got there, just until you're left in balls...- -And how am I? In your fantasy?- -Terrible! Assassin!... And not only in my fantasy- -There's a problem with your fantasy, Tano- -What?- -That I don't have a hat...- I say, alluding to the hat title of the song. -I have a cap in the taxi, I can bring it- he laughs, thinking it's all just a joke, like the ones we made so many times. -Take it...- I say, defiantly. -Do you mean it? Look, I'm going...- he tries to warn me. -Go ahead, go...- I insist. He gets up, I accompany him to the door, but before leaving, he realizes something. -You're not going to leave me outside, are you?- he asks, suspecting that everything is just a trick to get rid of him. -The one who doesn't take risks, doesn't win...- I respond, shrugging my shoulders, leaving him in doubt. He decides to take the risk, so he goes out, runs to the taxi that's just around the corner, and comes back with a red cap, with the Independiente shield on the front. When I let him in, he puts on a relieved face that melts my heart. -So you're from the red...- I say when he gives me the cap. -The greatest of Avellaneda- he confirms. I close the door, turn off the light that was still on until then, tell him to follow me, and we go down to the basement, which is a kind of storage room. -You told me before that you get together with the other tacheros and talk...- do you? -No, Tano, not a word- I ask. -Muzzarella...- he assures. -Sit down...- I say, pointing to a chair. I comb my hair, put on the Independiente cap, find the theme of Nine weeks and a half on Spotify, play it, and start moving to the rhythm of Joe Cocker's rough voice. Tano opens his eyes wide, while he fondles the package in his crotch, which already seems to have tripled its... original size. I don't know if they expected a dance like this just, or that I would really get hard, as he said, but as I was taking off my button by button, it was getting redder, like the pressure was rising. While I'm moving, making my own choreography, I'm taking off my clothes one by one... The blouse, the skirt, the stockings... When I'm left in a bra and panties, I give a couple of turns so he can take in the whole view. I sit on his legs, facing him, and wrapping my arms around him, I ask: Is this how you imagined it? -This is much better...! he exclaims. -Then this will be great...! I say, and with just a movement, I unhook my bra and plant my breasts in front of his face. He grabs one with each hand, as if he wanted to tear them apart between his fingers, and sucks me with fury and enthusiasm. At the same time that he's sucking me, I'm rubbing against his crotch, feeling that divine hardness pulsating in the vortex of my sex. I'm making him wet his pants with my moisture, but it doesn't matter, I keep rubbing, making not only his package swell up but also my clitoris. Every now and then I find his mouth, but I don't kiss him yet, I make him desire it, so he can keep getting hotter and then explode all together. I unhook his pants, put my hand in and pull out the already swollen and stubborn... I touch it, I fondle it, I shake it... Suck me, Marisita, I can't take it anymore... he urges, with a hint of desperation in his voice. I get down on my knees in front of him, and start by passing my tongue over the top of his head, which looks like a fruit at its peak ripeness, so swollen and red that it seems about to explode in my mouth if I give it a bite. Have you ever imagined that I would be making a Boobs fuck with you, Tano...? I ask suggestively, incitingly, putting the cock between my breasts and wanking it. -Never... This already surpasses any fantasy... he replies, his voice almost broken. I shook it a few times, let it go, and then ate the whole thing. -¡Mmmmhhhh...! You have a very yummy cock, Tano, if you knew I would suck it a lot before...- I say after a long and juicy blow job. I spit it up above, on the sides, and eat it again, sucking now long and slowly, without letting go, rubbing his balls while licking with my lips and tongue all its inflated volume. -Tell me you brought condoms, Tano- I say later, almost in a pleading tone. -What do you think, that I'm crazy? The hat is not the only thing I went to get at the taxi- he says, pulling out a strip of condoms from his pants pocket. So while he puts one on, I take off my thong and sit back down on his legs, grab his cock, put it right there where it's so well received, and looking him straight in the eye, screw it until the hairs. -¡¡¡Ggggggrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaahhhhh...!!!- Tano exhales as I screw it to him, something like a roar, a primal and instinctive howl proper of a beast in heat. He grabs my waist with his hands, trying to hold me back, manage me at his own pace, but I don't let myself go, move around like I like, shaking his tits in front of his face, going up and down, moving from side to side, making the pelvis movement a rotation that drives him crazy. I'm swinging, placid, enthusiastic, when I start to feel the natural impulse preparing for the explosion, so I accelerate the ride, faster and faster, trying to catch it, but before I can even hint at an orgasm... PUMMMM!... Tano comes. Despite the condom, he managed to perceive the warmth of the emulsion through the walls of my vagina. And now yes, I take off my hat, shake out my hair, and kiss him on the mouth. -You're a bomb when you come, Marisita...- he praises me in the middle of the afterglow. I get up, turn around, and sit back down in front of him, taking off the forro, letting the cum drip over his cock, wetting his balls too, so I put my face between his legs and suck them, savoring with avidity everything that's falling. -Are you up for more Tano, or are you going to quit?- I ask, wiping my lips moist from semen with the back of my hand. -Do you think I'm ready to throw in the towel?- he consults me, shaking his cock menacingly. At no point does it go down, despite being finished, it remains hard and swollen, as if what he ejaculated were just an appetizer. He gets up, wipes off the cum I made on him with the back of his hand and puts on another forro. We kiss, both standing there in the office basement. A long and effusive kiss, with a lot of tongue and saliva involved. Then he does something that surprises me. He lifts me up, holds me between his arms, and pointing at my cock with his pelvis, he inserts it like he's playing the game of the ring. He has me like this, in upa, making my hips oscillate around that cock that, although short, seems to lengthen inside me. I cling to his body with arms and legs, like a spider catching its prey, centering all my senses on that point of inflection where our bodies merge and become one. PLAPPPP... PLAPPPP... PLAPPPP... PLAPPPP...!!! With his big hands Tano bobs me around with a slow, sustained cadence, enjoying not just the in and out but also when he slides into my interior. PLAPPPP... PLAPPPP... PLAPPPP... PLAPPPP...!!! AAAAAHHHHHH... AAAAAHHHHHH... AAAAAHHHHHH...!!! The sound of our bodies colliding is pure melody, mixed with groans and gasps, his and mine, getting more intense and passionate. After a good round of thrusts, Tano lets me go. -You're a beast, Tano, you're giving me such a good fuck!- I say, giving him a kiss with lots of tongue and saliva involved. Then I start looking for some disarmed boxes we have stored when we need to archive documentación, and I throw them on the floor, one next to the other. I get down on all fours on the improvised bed of cardboard, and I caress my pussy, which is already like a caldera after such frenzied contention. '-Come here...?' I ask, with an enticing smile. Obviously it comes. 'You were very slutty, Marisita...' he says, pointing at me with that erection that's already clamoring for me again. He settles in behind me, puts it between my legs, and... ¡¡¡Aaaaahhhhhhhhh...!!!... makes me keep it until the deepest part, staying well-accommodated inside, enjoying the delicious sensations my pussy provides him. He had already finished, but I hadn't, so I felt desperate. '-¡¡¡Yes... Yes... Like that, Tano... Give it to me... Ahhhhhhhh... Yes... Take me... As you like... Mmmmm... That's tasty... Yes... Give it to me... Don't stop...!!!-' I demand when he starts galloping inside me, flowing through my entire interior, ending each thrust with a final stab that drives me crazy. With each ejaculation the dizziness in my belly intensifies, spreads throughout my body. Everything is fire within me, everything burns. The orgasm is about to arrive, I can feel it pulsing, knocking on the doors of my sex, but I hold back, delay it, want more, want to keep feeling that sensation just before the explosion that's like a drug, a beautiful addiction from which I don't want to recover. How right was whoever said it's like seeing God's face, because that's what I feel when I can no longer control myself and end up like I'm about to die in that powder. It's like being before a deity, without form, without features, just a unique sensation, different, incomparable with any other, an avalanche of emotions that buries me under a mantle of pure pleasure. Tano keeps taking me while I enjoy the orgasm my way, until finally, recovered from the impact, I lick my fingers and put them in my ass. Of course, he knows how to interpret my 'hint'. '-Don't you' I had these virtues, Marisita...- he says, rubbing my ass. -Give it to me, Tano, make me come...!- I ask, almost begging him. In a quick maneuver, he puts it in me from behind, sliding smoothly inside thanks to the lubricated pussy due to the flow of my use of the word: pussy. When he's well inside, he grabs me tight around the waist and starts banging away, rough, aggressive, implacable. Another orgasm... another one... is waiting to explode at any moment. -!!!Ahhhh... Ahhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhhhh...!!!- This time we both come together, a multisensory explosion that keeps us under its spell for a good while. We finish collapsed on the boxes, exhausted, agitated, but immensely pleased. Tano is still buried in me, as if his hardness resisted weakening. When he pulls out, I take off my pants and suck his cock like it is, impregnated with semen. We get up, clean ourselves with what we have at hand, and start getting dressed. -Shall we...?- Tano says once we're ready. -I have to clean all this up, Tano...- I say, pointing to the boxes stained with flow, semen, and used condoms on the floor -If they come tomorrow they'll notice something's up here.- He offers to help me but I tell him I've got it covered. I accompany him to the door and before opening it, I give him a warning: -Don't you dare go bragging around about this, Tano...- -Do you think I'm one of those who brag about their ejaculations? At most, I can say you really gave me a good cock-sucking and ate my little dick...- When I don't seem to find it funny, he quickly adds: -Don't worry, Marisita, I'm a gentleman, even if I do tell nobody will believe me...- I open the door but before he leaves we share one last kiss as a goodbye. Tano hugs me and squeezes my body against his. -Give it to me, Tano, let go that- unless I make you get in again...- I warn him, pulling him away gently. -It's not a problem for me...- -It is for me, my husband is already sending me messages...- I say, showing him the cell phone. Now yes, he lets me go and leaves the office. -Take care...- he says before walking away. -You too...- I say. I close the door and through the glass see him get into a taxi and drive away, waving at me from the window. I head down to the basement, grab a large trash bag, and start putting in the folded cartons and used condoms, both used and unused. I throw everything away. Finally, I spray some ambient deodorant to mask the sex smell, and that's it. Cleaning done. I'm about to turn off the light and go up when I see an Independent hat in a corner. I pick it up and put it on my desk to return it to Tano another time. Now yes, one last look to make sure everything is in order, I turn off the lights and before leaving, I send a message to my husband: I'm done, I'm going home... And this time, done becomes more literal than ever...