What Happened the Last Night with the Neighbors Next Door
We were two lesbians on holiday looking for one last night together; I never thought a simple kiss would end with everyone tangled up on the same sofa.
We were two lesbians on holiday looking for one last night together; I never thought a simple kiss would end with everyone tangled up on the same sofa.
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.
Amid the smoke and the crowd’s screams, Soledad no longer knew where she ended and her daughter began. She only knew she didn’t want the night to end.
Four women, nine men, and a cabin with a pool. I got in the van knowing something was going to happen, but not that I’d give myself to all of them without thinking twice.
I knocked on the wooden door expecting my father, but the foreman opened it instead—with a different smile. Then he told me my dad wasn’t there.
“I knew it turned me on to imagine her with another man. What I didn’t know was how far we were willing to go once I stopped making the rules.”
Three chairs in the middle of the living room, four women circling, and the music about to stop: the one left standing that round got nothing.
We shared a table with a couple we had just met. Three hours later, in their living room, a deck of red cards erased every line we thought we had.
I got into the car expecting an afternoon with him, but there was someone else in the back seat, and I immediately knew where this was going.
I was married and alone at the town fair when my two exes showed up the same night. They hated each other at first. Then they decided to share me until dawn.
Three months alone with her daughter and a cold bed. When a message offered her a summer away from everything, she never imagined two men were waiting there.
I heard their moans through the wall and lay still, imagining. I didn’t know that curiosity would end with me between the two of them.
When I climbed onto the table to dance for them, I knew I wouldn’t come down the same. There were ten, then twelve, and none left wanting.
No one said aloud what was going to happen, but when the clothes began to come off, all four of us knew we wouldn’t return home that night as the same people.
I’d had that drawer locked for years. That morning I found it open, and inside was a black disc with Sofía’s name written on it in marker.
He came back from his evening run and found her in the dunes. She wasn’t alone. She never had been.
I met Andrés, with that smile that undid me. Sofía wasn’t home. I hadn’t come for her anyway.
Valeria didn’t want expensive gifts. She wanted to be the main course of a night where everyone bet on her and her husband watched with pride.
Carla came out from between Lucía’s thighs with shining lips, looked at me from the sand, and I knew my quiet afternoon was over for good.
The first night in the new apartment, I heard the neighbor on the other side of the wall. I had to go to the bathroom to finish while Laura slept.