It had been another busy day at Crazy Tacos. Val was being her usual cranky self, sitting in her cramped office counting up the days sales. Toni was finishing up with a couple of stragglers who seemed more interested in her boobs than the food. Chico sighed deeply as he pushed his broom haphazardly along the dining room floor. He had been sleeping in the storage room for most of the day, dreaming of the evening to come. His dreams were cut short, though, when Val discovered his new nap time location. He was still nursing a healthy sized knot on his head from the encounter, as well as a new found respect for her mean left hook. None of that mattered now, his special time was drawing near.
Toni locked up the front doors while Val gave him a not so friendly reminder to get his work done. With a couple of terse goodnights, Chico was finally alone. Setting his broom aside, he stilled his body and let the sensations wash over him. The air was thick and humid with the steam that came off the cooking pots throughout the day. The aroma of seasoned beef and fried tortillas filled the air, a magical and intoxicating smell. He could feel the heat from the overhead lights beating down on his skin, wrapping him in warmth. Chico shuddered when he thought of another kind of enveloping warmth and quickly made his way to the kitchen. With his acute sense of smell, it took only a moment to find her. She had been carelessly discarded in the kitchen trash bin after sitting under a heat lamp most of the day. Chico carefully picked her up and cradled her in his hands. "How could they be so callous, my love?" he whispered to her as he gently brushed her off. He could feel the residual heat, although she was cooling off fast. "I will keep you warm tonight." He murmured tenderly, running his finger down her side.
Tucking her in close to him, Chico made his way back to the storage room. "I dreamed of you today…in this very room. Now you will make my dreams a reality." Licking his lips in anticipation, he carefully removed her orange paper wrapper. Her sturdy corn shell fit perfectly in his cupped right hand. "Look, my love, we are made for each other." he whispered seductively. The sultry janitor then ran his tongue over the edge of her glistening, greasy shell. "mmm…so delicious." He then slipped his tongue into her meaty center, pushing through her mounds of lettuce and cheese. Chico felt the hot sauce coat his tongue and he could no longer contain his passion. Freeing his throbbing member from his work stained overalls, he thrust himself into her, biting his lip to keep from crying out. "So…so juicy!" he moaned as he slid his love over his manhood, squeezing her sides together in a firm grip of pure taco love. Chico quickened his pace, reveling in the feel of spicy taco meat, wilted lettuce and greasy stale cheddar. He knew he wouldn't hold out much longer so he braced himself against the wall with one hand while furiously pumping with the other. "Oh yes, give it all to me!" he cried out, hips bucking wildly as he sailed over the edge. Sinking to his knees, Chico could feel the taco in his hand – crumbled and spent. Shrugging slightly to himself, he tossed the used piece of food into the trash bin as he made his way back to his broom. Breathing deep, he squared his shoulders and swept the floor. Whistling to himself, he thought of the new love that would be waiting for him tomorrow night and smiled in anticipation.
~fin~