My Cousin Gave Me Orders at the Window in the Middle of the Night
I went down to the garden in the dark, not knowing that this time she wouldn’t leave me alone with her underwear: she had something of her mother’s saved for me.
I went down to the garden in the dark, not knowing that this time she wouldn’t leave me alone with her underwear: she had something of her mother’s saved for me.
She had something hidden in her hand, and that smile promised nothing innocent. “Stick out your tongue,” she ordered, and I already knew I would obey.
That night I watched her through the window, alone and desperate with her toy. And I knew exactly what to do with her... and with her son, watching beside me in the dark.
I wasn’t created to feel, but he insisted on breaking every lock in my programming until my first original word was his name.
It was raining, so we went up to my place and let luck choose our game. Neither of us imagined it would leave her naked, bound, and begging in my ropes.
When I walked into the teachers’ lounge, hands wrapped around me from behind and lips slid down my neck. I recognized her perfume instantly.
The voice on the other end of the headset gave me a simple order: I couldn’t finish until she decided. And then she logged off without saying when she’d be back.
After a decade of bad sex with men, I met Renata, her drawer full of toys, and a finger where no one had gotten before.
When she asked me to put sunscreen on her, my hands already knew what my mouth hadn’t dared to say yet.
I pulled down my coffee-stained pants convinced this was my big moment. I didn’t count on her older sister walking through the door right then.
I crossed my legs slowly until my knee brushed hers in the neighboring seat. She never took her eyes off my thighs, and I knew we wouldn’t finish the movie that night.
She lowered the blinds, locked the door, and stood behind me. “You just need to relax,” she whispered. What came next wasn’t on any exam.
I moved my body a little closer, pretending not to understand the chart, and watched her hands tremble over the papers.
They weren’t mine, and that was exactly what made them irresistible. I picked them up off the laundry-room floor knowing that night I would do everything with them I’d spent months imagining.
When the widow undid her bodice to nurse her son, Aurora stopped breathing. What burned through her body that night had no name, but it would never let her sleep again.
While he boiled the tea, the two men tied to the table were beginning to realize that no one would leave that living room tonight the way they had entered.
I’d never looked at another woman that way until she pressed against my back during squats and I stopped counting the reps.
My husband gave me a spa massage for our seventh anniversary. What he never imagined was that another woman would teach me how much I still had to discover.
I boarded the train resigned to spending my birthday alone. When she sat across from me and lit a cigarette, I had no idea what would happen next.