My Husband Recorded an Audio Before Leaving with the Other Woman
Diego’s voice in the audio sounded defeated. When I heard her name, I knew he’d been cheating on me from his office for months.
Diego’s voice in the audio sounded defeated. When I heard her name, I knew he’d been cheating on me from his office for months.
When I reached the clearing, Iker was already waiting, leaning against the rock, with that nervous smile he only ever gave me when we were alone.
The phone rang just as he walked through the door. It was my boyfriend. I couldn’t hang up. And my ex wasn’t about to wait for me to finish the call.
I met him at an awards show neither of us wanted to be at. I gave him a light in the back hallway and, without knowing it, I gave him everything else too.
On the curve where the trees formed a tunnel of light, I reached out and laid my hand on hers. No words were needed: none were needed to say yes, that I wanted to try.
She went down to dinner without panties or a bra. She said she didn’t know what was wrong with her, but I was starting to understand: that day she was going to cross every line.
When Sofía walked into the living room and found the loan shark tied up and her husband holding a shotgun, she knew her lie had reached its end.
When I started drifting off on the couch, I felt her hand climbing up my thigh. I looked up and Camila was staring at me with a smile I didn’t know yet.
He was forty, with rough hands and a mustache I’d never liked. Until I found him lying in the bed in my son’s empty room.
When her fingers brushed mine across the table, I knew that night I was going to recover something my girlfriend had been making me forget little by little.
When we got there that night, my wife was already wearing the plug. What we didn’t expect was to run into a nineteen-year-old who would change the routine.
We’d sworn the playroom would be oral sex only. We hadn’t counted on the man next to us watching—or on his wife’s hands on my back.
He’d asked that no one in the building see him. When she locked the door and pressed her back to the wood, she was already trembling in his hands.
When I leaned out the car window to see if my sister was still awake, I found him in his window, smoking. And I knew he wasn’t going to look away.
I wanted people to watch her. To devour her with their eyes. What I didn’t expect was that one of the strangers in the back would dare to chase her into the showers.
The doorbell rang at half past seven and I knew my marriage had just changed forever. She came down the stairs without a bra, looked at them, and smiled.
I’d been lying to Mateo for months, and when he understood that I knew everything, I didn’t fall apart. I put on the blue dress, left the house, and crossed the city to meet Adrián.
I innocently asked whether I’d been her best lover. Her laugh was the first sign I shouldn’t have opened my mouth that night.
I went out to smoke in the dark and saw him: crouched behind the palm tree, eyes fixed on the window where she was undressing, unaware she was being watched by two.
We’d been drinking beer around the pool for hours. When I went into the house looking for ice, the moans were coming from inside—and they weren’t hers alone.