Alejandro_morboso

It was two in the morning when a video put the idea in my head. Days later, I walked through the supermarket with a secret vibrating between my legs.

I never thought watching a stranger touch herself at dawn would ignite such a strong desire in me that I’d end up in a park that same night, losing all shame.

The rain was hitting the window and the house was silent. I had the whole afternoon to myself, and for the first time I decided to stop imagining it and feel it for real.

I touched up my makeup, smiled, and went back to the kitchen with a plan none of them could imagine. That night, I chose the menu.

His mother had a habit of adjusting her thong as she walked, even when she knew I was watching. That afternoon, her empty bedroom proved too tempting to resist.

We had whispered about it a thousand times and I never believed it would happen. But that night she knelt in the middle of the room and all I could do was sit and watch.

I put on the sexiest underwear I owned and walked alone to the riverbank. That night I discovered the body always knows what it wants.

With her eyes closed, she built every detail: someone’s hands, his lips, the weight of another body on hers. She hadn’t lived it yet, but she already needed it.

I went there out of curiosity alone, promising myself it would be one drink and that was all. But when the door opened before I knocked, I understood he’d been waiting for me for hours.