The Private Auction My Wife Asked for on Her Birthday
When Lucía whispered her birthday fantasy to me, I knew there was no turning back: she wanted to be auctioned among our closest friends for one whole night.
When Lucía whispered her birthday fantasy to me, I knew there was no turning back: she wanted to be auctioned among our closest friends for one whole night.
When Damián whispered that he could have me, something changed in Mateo's eyes. His shyness vanished, and I stopped being the one in control of the game.
I didn’t need to touch her. Just to be there, half a meter from her back, breathing the same air. And to see, once again, that she wasn’t going to turn around.
That night Valeria took my head in her hands and pushed me exactly where I’d spent months not daring to look.
They call me a faithful man, but there are two people who know what I really am. This is what I can never tell the woman I love.
It was just the two of us in bed, the light low, her legs over mine. I told her I’d spent weeks thinking about something I didn’t know how to ask for.
She found the phone forgotten on the nightstand and entered the PIN without thinking. What she read was not what she expected, nor what she expected to feel.
She had spent weeks preparing the trip that would put distance between them. But he appeared at her door before she could escape.
When Sofía lowered herself into the chair and I saw her face twist in pain, I knew the flu was a lie and that what had happened was far worse than I imagined.
Four years in the same office without knowing who we were to each other. The day we found out, everything changed.
She took off her underwear at the lookout, with the couple down on the beach in the distance. Then she proposed the most exciting bet of his life.
I put on the already worn sneakers and thick socks, ready for a full day of sightseeing. He had no idea every step was a gift prepared for him.
Valentina showed up in the red dress and smiled when she saw the blackjack tables. That night was the highest bet in her husband’s private casino.
There were five of us in the apartment, it was cold, and someone put on the wrong disc. That afternoon I learned that stupid bets are sometimes the best ones to lose.
Sebastián brought men over for me to play with. The game had always been mine—until Diego walked in with that calm that never promises anything good.
It was five-thirty when I heard her voice on the other side of the door. What I heard next left me frozen in the hallway for ten minutes.
No one had ever touched my body like that. When his hands closed around my waist, the textbook ceased to exist and something entirely different began.
Four weeks of submission trials, and now the final: outlasting the other couple. Sofía had no intention of saying the safeword, no matter what it cost her.