Anal

I found an old photo tucked away in a drawer, and all at once I knew exactly what I wanted to ask each of them for that vacation.

I had half a drink in me and an engagement ring on my finger. When that guy started complimenting me, I knew I was about to do something I’d never talk about.

I put the proof back where I’d found it, washed my hands, and went down to the kitchen as if I knew nothing. That night, the dirtiest game of our marriage began.

The day they lowered Rubén’s coffin into the earth, Mariela already knew that night she would seek out Damián in the back room, and that no one in the house would judge her for it.

It was my first serious job: door-to-door sales. I never imagined that behind that townhouse there would be a man, a camera, and the afternoon that would change everything.

He dismissed the woman who offered to help without a second glance. An hour later, he discovered she was the one deciding whether his career survived.

She knew exactly what she wanted that night: a man who would look at her as though she belonged to him and give her no respite. All she had to do was cross the door of that room.

He came out of the shower with the towel at his waist, as always that afternoon. But that neighbor’s look wasn’t the usual one, and he knew it before he even opened his mouth.

I walked out of that meeting with my blood boiling. That night I didn’t want to play soft: I wanted to destroy the two boys waiting for me on their knees on the mattress.

Marcos asked me to look gorgeous by the time he got home. While Carla was doing my hair, I remembered everything I did to be his—and what I’m still willing to give.

The blacksmith had gone to see the earl. We only needed a few minutes behind the woodpile to forget the whole world condemned what we had.

When I stepped through the curtain marked “only studs,” I had no idea I’d end up holding a cock while its owner got fucked in front of me.

The first time barely hurt; this time I climbed on top and set the pace, determined to show him everything I had learned to feel.

I rolled down the window and spoke to her with my back still turned. When she turned, I knew that freckled blonde was going to change my whole weekend.

In the mirror I stopped being Sebastián. I put on her stockings, her skirt, her perfume, and became the woman nobody knew I carried inside.

Her boyfriend smiled at us and said love wasn’t exclusive. That same afternoon Marisol came up to the hotel room with us.

His family was eating at the big table while he fucked me in the stable, moving with desperate urgency, as if they could walk in at any second.

I parked outside the house, my hands sweating. It was my first session with a naked client, and I still didn’t know I’d end up with two men on top of me.

When the whiskey spilled on my pink dress, I knew that wedding wouldn’t end the way I thought. I didn’t know the bride’s uncle would be waiting for me in the darkest hallway.

That morning, her husband left on patrol without looking at her. By nine, she had already chosen the clothes she would wear to open the door to another man.