My Office Coworker and the Three Strangers
When Daniela asked whether I’d brought the toy, I knew that night in my empty house was going to end far from where I thought I was in control.
When Daniela asked whether I’d brought the toy, I knew that night in my empty house was going to end far from where I thought I was in control.
Three months clean, nine men under lock and key, and one goal: the night when they would all be mine, with no rules, no hurry, and no fear.
Two girls and ten guys in a private room, expensive drinks, and a card game that stopped being innocent with every ice cube. I wasn’t planning to stop.
She lowered her voice and whispered in my ear while dancing: tonight I want you to watch me with your two friends. And instead of stopping her, I played along.
Three women, one huge house, and a pool in the sun. One look between them was enough to turn an innocent afternoon into something else.
Damián slid into the wrong bed that night and knew neither couple would ever look at each other the same way again.
I only wanted to sleep off the booze. But when the door opened and the three of them came in, I decided to keep my eyes closed and see how far they’d dare go.
For years I'd been chasing something harder than one man. That weekend, at my mountain house, thirty of them were waiting by the pool.
When Diego held out his hand to dance, I knew my husband would only watch. And that I, for once, would stop being the respectable wife everyone thought I was.
She only set one condition: if he didn’t appeal to her, nothing would happen. What I didn’t expect was that, by the end of the night, she’d be the one leaving me alone with the other woman.
Identical down to the last gesture, that night each one seduced her sister’s boyfriend. They never noticed, and the thrill of the deception changed them forever.
I blurted out the threesome to shut him up, convinced he’d back off. Instead, Adrián turned my bluff into a mission, and I started shaking every time he mentioned it.