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My mouth was full of him when I heard the door. Then she appeared, with that half-smile that always knew how to say everything to me without opening her mouth.

We’d barely had two beers when Valeria took off her sandals and told me it was time to fix the fact that I hadn’t stepped on sand in years. That night I learned a lot of things.

Andrés had spent months looking for a way out and found it where he least should have: in his own wife’s body.

When Mateo came out of the water in soaked trunks, I knew my wife wouldn’t let that afternoon pass without biting into something that didn’t belong to her.

That night I prepared like never before. Camila was coming over with her backpack and her wicked smile, and I knew exactly what I was going to ask her for.

That afternoon I decided I was going to fuck him somehow, even if I had to dress for him and come on to him without a shred of subtlety. What happened next left me shaking.

I rested my forehead against the bedroom door, trying not to make noise, and then I felt his breath on my neck and knew we weren’t sleeping yet tonight.

The hallway was silent, his door ajar. I knew I shouldn’t go in. I went in anyway.