Bisexual

We’d rejected three couples. When we finally found the perfect one, they gave us a condition we never expected, not even in our wildest dreams.

When I came out of the bathroom in heels, stockings, and a red baby doll, his face said it all: I was no longer his best friend’s “daughter,” I was something else.

I’d been glancing at him for half an hour when he spoke to me. Behind the rocks, neither of us had any intention of getting dressed again for the rest of the afternoon.

At eleven it was just two couples laughing around a bottle; by three in the morning we were four bodies that didn’t know who they belonged to.

We were walking back from the beach when a girl hitched a ride. I didn’t know that night would reveal something else to me.

When I saw him walk into the dark room behind me, I knew the night wasn’t going to end in my bed. He had the body of the kind of man you only see in magazines.

I’d spent years imagining it while secretly watching videos. One afternoon, a message on a hookup site, and a stranger got into my car ready to change everything.

They were young, open, and wanted something different. What they didn’t know was that in that hotel room I’d discover a side of myself I’d hidden for years.

My wife went out with her “friends,” and I went to Mauricio’s. One camera, two couples, and the question of who would be the better slut that night.

One night, after too many beers, I said yes. What happened next forced me to rethink everything I thought I knew about myself.

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.

She noticed it before I did. She took my hand on the dance floor and looked at me as if she knew exactly what I still refused to admit to myself.

Ten years without seeing each other, and one champagne dinner was enough to bring everything between them to light. Some friendships hide something more.

When she opened the door, I knew the search was over. Valentina had curves you can’t fake and a direct gaze that promised so much more.