Deep Sea

Chapter 10 - Hacker stuff

- Ettore, I need to talk to you.-The pleading voice left him no choice.- At seven, at the Bar Roma.-Diana showed up in a black suit with dark glasses. A sinuous tarantula casting the thread of its long web. Seeing her enter, Ettore, who was already sipping his first aperitif, felt embarrassed.- Aren't you afraid of being seen with me in public?-She grinned as she sat down in front of him and took off her glasses.- Do we have something to hide?-- Not yet...-The waiter brought them two glasses of sparkling wine and some pretzels. The confusion was notable, at that hour the last bathers in Bermuda shorts and t-shirts were taking a break before returning home and among them, rarer, employees in suits and ties were discussing the latest union measure. No one paid any attention to them and no one made any sign of knowing them.- Strange, isn't it, how sometimes you feel so alone in a crowd, almost invisible...-- Is this the only thing that makes you anxious? -- Not only this...-- You called me as if you had just come out of a torture chamber.-Diana sipped her white wine in silence. Ettore couldn't help but glance eloquently at the woman's face and then move down her neck towards the junction of her breasts, revealed by the expertly unbuttoned blouse.- I wanted to apologize for the other day. I was a truly unbearable student!-- Are you kidding me?-Diana shocked him with a sarcastic smile.- The first of a long series of dives. I liked it. I also want to become a diver, complete with a certification.-Ettore smiled in turn, amused by the idea.- It will take some patience, then!-- Don't you trust me? - he said, toning down the cheerful tone of his voice and stretching out his hand to hers.Ettore remained speechless. He stared into her eyes. The throbbing of the blood and the excitement he had felt on the boat returned forcefully.- Come on, come with me, I'll show you something...-Diana picked up her glasses and purse and stood up. Ettore dazedly reflected on what it could be.It had gotten dark and on the pier of Porto San Rocco the boats rolled peacefully like children in their cradle about to sleep. Ettore pulled Mansueto's rope and helped Diana onto it with one arm, then jumped onto the stern as well. The woman resolutely went below deck and turned on a light. She welcomed him with a large, long wrapped package.- This is for you.-Ettore no longer knew where to look due to embarrassment.- Good God, have you gone crazy? -- You don't even know what it is? Come on, open it.-He didn't have to repeat it again, his curiosity was so great, he unwrapped the package in an instant.- I can't believe it!-In front of him is a latest generation speargun, an Excalibur T20 Millennium carbon speargun with electronic sight.- Do you like it?-- You are crazy.-- That's not much of a thank you.-- It must have cost you a fortune and then why do you want to give me a gift like that? -- You told me about your friend who lost one of these rifles, you spoke to me about it as if it had been a marvel, I understood that you wanted to have one similar too and so...-- I can't accept, Diana, I would have to give you the whole course for free to pay you back.-- But it's a gift, did you understand or not? Nothing to do with diving lessons.-Ettore handled the weapon checking its characteristics. Compared to Furio's speargun, it was a more recent and better finished model. A not bad little object, perfect for hunting even large fish.- Well if so, what should I do? -- Just a thank you, and a kiss... we're friends, right? -Ettore approached and Diana wrapped her arms around his neck, sinking her lips into his. He didn't free himself but tasted her tongue as if it were frozen. He felt a shiver run down his spine and the mad desire to get out of his underwear. Soon they were on top of each other intent on taking off all their clothes one by one, almost tearing them off where it was most difficult to remove them. They hugged each other tightly, until it hurt, and naked they rolled on the sofas between the damask cushions, licking their most intimate parts and looking at each other through half-closed eyelids like animals in heat. Hector penetrated her and her pelvis didn't stop rolling, she stifled a scream and bit his lips. He craned his neck back, closing his eyes and drawing from his throat a guttural sound that he had never heard inside himself. Diana gasped and the orgasm was simultaneous, a symphony of nervous and vibrant bodies, a solo of uncontrolled and primordial screams. He remained in apnea for a few seconds and she welcomed him by tightening her power in a vigorous caress.Outside the boat the moon was reflected white and ghostly in the placid mirror of the mandrake.An hour later they were still on the sofa, sprawled out and naked, she with her head on his chest, he holding her shoulders.- What do we risk? - he found the courage to ask her.- Nothing.-- You... well... you're still at an age where you could... we were idiots not to think about it.-- No Ettore. I can't...- the voice broke into a discordant moan - I can't have children.-The man looked at her and she was ashamed of the tears she couldn't hold back. She really was a poor idiot! Each time the thought made her burst into tears of self-pity and she hated pitying herself.Ettore caressed her in silence while she emptied her anguish with a growing sense of fulfillment and satisfaction for the goal achieved. He didn't see her sinister smile beneath her tears. He was moved, his thoughts twisted into a sort of balancing act aimed at justifying his action. Lidia was waiting for him at home, he had told her a lie, he was with another woman and he convinced himself that he had done well, that a bit of healthy carefree sex was what was needed in that moment of dark desperation and that if even the woman he held in his arms suffered from such a profound pain as that of not being able to be a mother, then all in all the double adultery was less culpable.- My wife and I... we haven't done it for many months.-It was the thing he felt like saying, enraptured as he was by the thoughts, the smell, the emotion and the sense of sharing the pain he felt for Diana. Maybe in another moment he wouldn't have gone out of his way like that, he was always so perfect, he was the strong and decisive man, to admit that he no longer liked his dick with his wife was to declare a clear defeat.Diana turned to look at his face and caressed him.- Do you want to talk about it with me? -He nodded.- I would like... I would like... to be less rigid, sometimes... I feel that there is something missing, I feel an emptiness here- and he pointed to his chest, then holding out his open palm over his heart - I'm no longer the boy I once was. Until a few years ago I lacked nothing: I had a job that satisfied me, the admiration of my father and my friends, the love of my wife, a son... what more could I ask for? Then everything collapsed. It didn't take much, and life turned into a house of cards.-- What happened? - the fly was trapped, the net was holding it in a vice.- Oh Diana! Please don't ask me.-- Don't you trust me? -- I lost my job. I'm on redundancy pay. A manager who no longer manages anyone. A shadow in the factory, a burden at home, a nothingness.-Diana had achieved her goal. The spider could now enjoy its prey. She made sweet eyes and gave him a kiss on the mouth.- I have a perfect remedy for all sad thoughts. Do you want to try?-She stood up naked as she was, her soft and voluptuous silhouette illuminated by the pale light that penetrated from the portholes, she headed towards her purse from which she took out a package. The white powder was spread out on the table and Diana bent down to sniff, quickly and precisely, in two steps. When he straightened he was smiling and the black of his eyes was brighter and more distant.