Couple

We’d been married for twenty years, and then she started going to the gym, changing her clothes, checking her phone in the bathroom. Something was off. I decided to find out.

I knew exactly what was going to happen when I walked into that room with him. I knew it and still closed the door. My husband was far away and I had too much tequila in my veins.

We were sworn enemies since we were five. No one would ever guess that the girl who made my nose bleed would also be my first woman.

When I reviewed the footage from the cameras she didn’t know existed, I saw my wife with him. In our bed. And instead of getting furious, I felt something dark I hadn’t expected.

When I lock the door, I open the drawer, take out the perfume he chose for me, and become who I really am. Only he knows.

To the world we were two friends at the bar. Only I knew I had a black thong under my joggers, and that he knew it too.

When she came back from the bathroom without any panties on, I knew that night we were going to cross a line neither of us would want to erase.

He’d been waiting for me for years and I didn’t know it until it was already too late. When he confessed at the end, I understood why everything had felt so different.

Valeria wore a miniskirt with no underwear. The sleeping men in the street watched her without hiding it. I watched from the back of the truck, completely aroused.

He spent the whole afternoon among other women’s feet he couldn’t touch. At home, Laura was waiting with hers dirty from asphalt and a smile that was an order.

Rodrigo went pale and pulled the phone away. I knew exactly what had happened before he even opened his mouth to explain.

I was eighteen and had no experience. She had a husband, a daughter in my class, and the skill to keep me from sleeping since the first day.

We had spent the morning joking among the five of us, with that tension nobody names. When they started touching each other, it was obvious the afternoon was going to last a long time.

I was alone in my room when I heard the door open. He hadn’t called. He hadn’t warned me. And I was wearing very little.

I’d been filling her head with the idea for years, until the beach trip gave us the perfect setting. What I didn’t expect was the name she would say.

Carolina narrowed her eyes at me and whispered that she wanted to watch me shove my cock into Sofía’s boyfriend. And I’ve never been able to say no to her.

My wife wanted to watch me get fucked, not the other way around. What I discovered that night in the hotel suite still leaves me with questions I don’t dare answer.

When I opened the bedroom door, the last thing I expected was to see my girlfriend under her friend, legs open and a look that told me not to come in yet.

Until that night I thought I already knew all my limits. One look, one gesture from her, and everything I thought I knew about my desire collapsed in silence.

She lifted her glass from the corner like she was toasting me. He came over and told me in my ear they wanted to take me to their apartment in Pichincha. I had no idea what was coming next.