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I was looking for silence and a garden. What I found was an entire family ready to share me, one after another, without any of them knowing about the others.

Three women, one huge house, and a pool in the sun. One look between them was enough to turn an innocent afternoon into something else.

They arrived at six sharp, kissed me one by one as soon as they walked in, and I knew that night I wouldn’t be the one setting the rules.

I dropped her two streets from the meeting point, and when she got into the car, she introduced herself as if I were just another passenger. None of us knew what was coming.

Bruno brought croissants and news that the family’s black sheep would be spending the weekend with us. I had no idea how far that afternoon would go.

They called it their secret getaway: three days without husbands or children. But this time Bea invited four men to dinner, and none of them imagined how the night would end.

I knew that devil costume was too daring, but what I couldn’t imagine was how far I’d be willing to go once I left my panties hidden in the bathroom.

I took the blue pill before leaving the locker room because I knew what was coming. What I didn’t know was how far Romina and I would go that night.

“A woman like you is worth thousands for one night,” Ingrid said as she fastened the leash around my neck and dragged me inside the club.

I thought it would be a day at sea with friends. I didn’t count on the deckhand who couldn’t keep his eyes off me, or on everything that came after.

I thought I’d pay the bet with a kiss or a joke. Instead, my friend dared me to show up as an escort at his best friend’s bachelor party.

When he took off my blindfold, he wasn’t alone in the living room. Six naked men surrounded me, and my boyfriend watched from a corner with a smile.

When the Mistress snapped her fingers, I knew my wife would stop being only mine that night, and I’d watch every second without looking away.

Her mouth around my cock woke me up, and I knew the second day in the beach house was going to be even longer than the first.

It was our last night, and there were no more turns or games: just eight friends, a lot of skin, and the quiet promise that no one would be left unsatisfied.

I wake up beside Lorena thinking about everything that’s happened this week, never imagining the last day would hold the most intense surprise of all.

Dressed like I was headed to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered a little too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.

When she opened her eyes and Damián’s bed was empty, she knew the night wasn’t over yet for anyone in that house.

My husband didn’t even look at me when I left in that tight skirt that night. He didn’t know I was going to a hotel to watch, from an armchair, what I’d wanted for years.

When Renata went barefoot into the kitchen at dawn, she never imagined her husband would watch from the doorway, or that morning would change everything between all four of them.