Anal

I got up after making love and, almost without thinking, tried on my fingers what he’d left inside me. That night I understood how far I wanted to go.

It took me weeks to convince him, but the night Damián arrived with a bottle of cava, I understood my husband had wanted the same thing as me for a long time.

I put on the blue dress Nadia chose for me, with nothing underneath, and went up on deck knowing that night I wouldn’t leave a single line uncrossed.

We wandered disguised as monks when the forest spat us out before an inn of generous flesh and bottomless wine; what happened inside could not be contained by penance.

The moment I closed the door, a red-haired silhouette threw herself around my neck and kissed me like time had never passed. The welcome had only just begun.

Mariana adjusted the straps in front of the mirror while Esteban smiled from the sofa. That night he had invited someone else, and he wasn’t planning to tell her yet.

After so many years, an honest conversation after dinner was enough for both couples to cross the line we’d always circled without daring to step over.

I lowered my voice to tell her how an Austrian photographed me naked on the beach, never imagining that story would lead us both to live the same thing.

I opened the room door and the first thing I heard was a long moan and a bed thudding against the wall. We weren’t alone, and neither of us wanted to stop.

I knew that trip would change something between us, but I never imagined how far my wife would go once another man started giving her orders.

I accepted the dinner knowing how it would end. What he didn’t know was that every touch in the dim light was part of a plan I made before I took my clothes off.

I stormed off to bed angry over nothing. Fifteen minutes later I woke up, heard noises in the living room, and what I saw changed everything between the two couples.

The secretary unbuttoned my blouse before I went into the office. I knew right away that this meeting with the director would be unlike any other.

Four office coworkers, new heels, and a boss with a plan. What happened when the last drink was empty was something no one dared say out loud.

I had three tubes of aloe vera and not a centimeter of unburned skin when my flatmate’s boyfriend came in with her keys and found me naked on the sofa.

I told her to go in alone, as if she didn’t know me, and to do whatever she wanted if she found something she liked. I had no idea how far she was willing to go that afternoon.

The cards were ready, split into green, yellow and red. All that was left was for them to arrive and find out how far we were willing to go.

I opened the door wearing a thin dress and nothing underneath. The boy delivering my flowers had no idea the bouquet was the least of it that hot afternoon.

He’d spent months sleeping beside a woman who prayed instead of touching him. Then he walked into the veterinarian’s office, and she locked the door.

She’d gone months without her husband touching her. That night, at the nightclub, I saw a small red ribbon hanging from her blouse and knew exactly what it meant.