The Excesses I Saw When I Sold My Body
They thought they had everything under control until something broke. I was there, watching and taking part, learning where the line was that I wasn’t going to cross.
They thought they had everything under control until something broke. I was there, watching and taking part, learning where the line was that I wasn’t going to cross.
That night by the pool, I thought I was in for nothing more than a dance. I never imagined Marina had been keeping a ten-year-old promise that would pull us both in.
I’d been traveling for twenty hours with one thought: back in their arms. I never imagined that reunion would force me to cross a line I’d sworn never to cross.
When he whispered, “Go, press yourself against him,” I knew we wouldn’t be going home alone that night. And part of me had been wanting it for weeks.
My wife always fantasized about another man having her in front of me. That afternoon, at a lonely stop on the highway, a stranger asked for a light and everything stopped being a game.
Carla whispered her darkest fantasy to me, and weeks later I watched her kneeling before the man we had both chosen without ever saying it aloud.
I only wanted to feel something new in bed. What I didn’t expect was to watch my own boyfriend surrender the same way I did to that huge man.
The phrase we always whispered in bed was spoken in a low voice in front of a real man. And this time I wasn’t going to let it stay a fantasy.
As soon as we closed the door, we came at each other urgently. Then he asked me in my ear if I could picture the two of us together, and that night changed everything.
When Lucía moved into our flat, both brothers wanted her. I never imagined that years later she’d be the one asking Bruno to get into our bed.
Every time I got up for the lighter he caught me looking, and my boyfriend smiled like he already knew how that night was going to end.
I won the hand and, for the first time, had both of them at my mercy. My husband and our guest, waiting for my order. And I already knew what I was going to ask them to do.
At four in the morning, while he was making love to me, my husband whispered my coworker’s name. And I, in the dark, smiled.
I agreed to his fantasy thinking it was a gift for him. What neither of them imagined is that that night I’d discover exactly what I wanted... and stop settling.
I’m Tomás’s hotwife and he adores watching me shine. Between colonial walls and salsa, a foreign business partner joined our game, and I let myself go.
Sebastián was late that night, so Valeria and Mateo had dinner alone. Between the wine and the silence, they both confessed something neither of them could yet name.
Three glasses of wine, warm water, and a nineteen-year-old redhead who still didn’t know that night would make her more than just the house cook.
When I opened the box and found the black lace and the feathered mask, I thought it was Andrés’s whim. It would be months before I understood who had really chosen it.
I’d been married to her for eleven years and thought I knew her completely. That night, with my best friend still in the house, I discovered a side of her I’d never imagined.
We had been inviting him over after every dinner for months. This time we wanted more: two days locked away with him, no clock, no neighbors, no brakes.