Ignacio_nocturno

I shut the bathroom door, let the uniform fall to the floor, and knew I wouldn’t be able to think about anything else that afternoon but his hands.

It was an April afternoon. I went out without a bra and in a tiny thong. I had no idea my husband would stop at the abandoned gas station and do that to me.

Two beeps, a lit screen, and his wife’s voice filling the garden: “Everything that’s happening to me… everyone needs to know this.”

Santiago walked into the classroom that Monday in that fitted shirt and with a deep voice that raised goosebumps on my skin from the first word he spoke.

The bet was simple: the boldest costume wins. What Sonia didn’t expect was for Vera to walk out of her room wearing nothing but a bow and a smile.

I went to the gym without underwear on purpose, so everything would show. After weeks of stares, he finally came over with a proposition that left no room for doubt.