Anal

He showed up at the door unannounced, looking for a fight and carrying a bottle under his arm. By three in the morning, nothing I knew about him was true anymore.

He’d had four days of bad luck until he walked into a seaside bar and saw her sitting alone, with curves that said more than she did.

Alone at home, wearing a thong and red lipstick, I looked in the mirror and felt no shame. I felt something far more interesting.

I had waited months for that Saturday. High heels, lace lingerie, the estate all to myself. No one was supposed to see me. Then Roberto from the estate across the way arrived.

Marcos controlled her from his table, one finger on the app and his eyes fixed on her. Every time he pressed the button, Clara had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.

Valeria sat between Matías and me without asking permission. When she turned her face toward me with that smile, I understood we’d been avoiding the inevitable for years.

On December 23, while she cooked with her back to me, I changed in silence. When I said “oh, oh, oh,” she froze. The rest of the night was ours.

I showed up in lace and high heels expecting Héctor. Diego opened the door with an ironic smile and I couldn’t get a single word out. But the heels changed everything.

I always knew I wanted to surrender completely to someone. What I didn’t know was that someone would be a huge stranger who hit me by mistake.

I was about to close the app when the tap came in. Three hundred meters. Close. Too close to ignore on a Sunday with no plans.

Laura carried her anger in her skin, and I knew exactly how to help her let it go. That night in the apartment was unlike any other.

I put the coffee on the table, we started talking, and the last thing I remember is sleep overtaking me. When I woke up, I was tied hand and foot.

I needed diapers for my daughter and didn’t have a peso. When the American offered me money, I told myself it would be just once. I had no idea what would come next.

The doctor was clear: seven days of treatment. My mother, a nurse by profession, said she’d take care of it herself. I had no idea what that meant.

We put the TV on mute so we could hear them better. We didn’t know they were hearing us from the other side of the ceiling too.

The heat of July pressed down on the highway. When Diego stepped down from the truck and walked toward me, I knew the breakdown was about to become the best accident of my life.

When my sister whispered in my ear what she really wanted, I knew neither of us could keep pretending it didn’t exist.

Every afternoon I put the dildo in the chair and kept working. I was preparing to give Marcos what he’d been asking me for for months.

For weeks we’d been passing each other in the hallway without going beyond a hello. That night at the bar, what Valeria revealed changed everything.

Adrián had a photo that kept me awake at night. When he came through the door, I knew the evening wouldn’t disappoint either of us.