The Favor the Best Friend of Her Son Collected
When he pinned the man who had been harassing her, Mariela felt something she shouldn’t: the certainty that that boy could do anything he wanted with her.
When he pinned the man who had been harassing her, Mariela felt something she shouldn’t: the certainty that that boy could do anything he wanted with her.
Marcela looked at me through the rearview mirror with a smile that was nothing like a calm mother’s. I didn’t know that afternoon would change everything between us.
I walked into the room blindfolded, nearly naked under my coat, not knowing who was waiting for me on the other side of the music. Only my husband’s voice guided me.
I danced pressed against a masked stranger until his voice asked in my ear if I still remembered him. And my body answered before I did.
I was lightly dressed, wearing almost nothing, when something huge and wet burst out of the undergrowth and seized my arms before I could scream.
“There’s only one way to find out,” he said as he moved toward the examining horse. I had come to have the carrot removed, not to orgasm in front of a stranger in a lab coat.
When I saw her photo, I knew I wouldn’t sleep that night: I undressed her in my mind and let my imagination cross the kilometers my body couldn’t.
I ran through the downpour to my door thinking I was safe. I didn’t realize he had come in behind me until I felt his hand on my back.
When I opened my eyes I wasn’t at my desk: I was naked, tied to the teacher’s chair, and heels were beginning to circle me in the empty classroom.
I walked onto the stage without thinking, in front of a room full of strangers and a man who no longer looked at me. That night I stopped begging and started feeling.
The moment I cast off I knew that afternoon wouldn’t end with a simple sail: she was already looking at me differently, with that half-smile promising much more.
I sat between an older man and a guy who was to die for. Then the train slammed to a halt, the lights went out, and a hand found mine.
The will said my family’s fortune had been built between my mother’s legs. That very night I understood it was now my turn.
I thought the noise between the crates was rats. It was her, crouched in the dark, and the moment she smelled my fear I knew I wouldn’t be going home the same.
Convinced a creature had stolen his fortune, Damián tied her to his table leg. What he didn’t expect was for her to offer to settle the debt with her body.
It only took a certain tone of voice for my son to drop the controller and my wife to strip naked. It took me two weeks to figure out what to do with that.
She expected a frail husband she could despise. When the king bowed to kiss her hand, the tip of his tongue brushed her skin and she knew she was wrong.
They said the night was just getting started and that their flat was two streets away. Neither of us said no, and that changed everything between us.
I woke up certain it had only been a steamy nightmare. Then I saw the box on the living-room table, just like in the dream, and the coffee slipped from my hands.
She knew what they had agreed to, but no words prepared her for what she would feel when she crossed that door and the room closed behind her.