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My boss had kept me aroused throughout the flight. When I got up to use the bathroom, I never expected someone else to follow me in.

She told me to come back at ten, when she was closing, and promised to suck me better than anyone. It took four nights to find her at the register again.

My aunt had dried up over the years. When my body began changing on that remote farm, my uncle looked at me as if he had finally found a replacement.

For almost a year I lived two lives: the perfect wife at the family dinner table and the woman who waited for Monday to meet him at that hotel on the outskirts.

He had saved my course without asking for anything in return. That afternoon, I decided to thank him in a way neither of us would ever forget.

It was eight-thirty, half an hour before the client’s call, and I already knew exactly how I wanted us to spend the wait.

We’d been teasing each other with our eyes in the courthouse for months. That fair afternoon, between two cars and far from everyone, we stopped pretending nothing was happening.

I put on the smallest bikini I had and went down to the garden just to see his face. I knew exactly what I was doing, and I wasn’t going to stop.

I’d spent years giving massages to strangers, but none had ever made me tremble like that on the table, waiting for him to beg first.

I went into that hotel just to dry off. I left hours later with shaky legs and a secret I’ve been carrying ever since.

It started with his hand inside my pants while we pretended to watch the screen. None of the four of us said a word until it was impossible to stop.

We came home from the cinema freezing cold, but the moment the elevator doors closed I knew we weren’t going straight to bed that night.

We’d been brushing against each other in the halls for weeks without daring to do anything. That night I got tired of waiting, took off my sweatshirt in front of his door, and told him what I wanted.

I’d been unsatisfied all night when the phone rang. It was him, and what he suggested made me say yes before I finished my coffee.

The gym was almost empty that Monday. I only wanted a quiet shower, but I walked through the wrong door… and he was already inside, watching me in silence.

We’d had one clear rule for years, but that morning I understood renewing the contract meant climbing onto the notary’s table in front of everyone.

We went up to hang the laundry under any pretext. Among the water tanks on the rooftop, I discovered she was as impatient as I was to stop pretending.

When the elevator door opened and I saw the apartment door ajar, I knew there would be no rules this time. And part of me had wanted that for days.

I thought I was alone among the hanging laundry—until a voice asked if I liked her panties, and there was no turning back.

Three hours reading stories on my phone were enough for me to accept Iván’s proposal. The next day, that hidden camera changed my whole life.