Couple

When I blindfolded her, I didn’t expect to see the old man on the balcony watching us. And instead of lowering the blind, I offered my girlfriend to him.

She wore absolutely nothing beneath her long coat, and as soon as the doors closed, I sent the elevator to the top floor to have her all to myself.

We had rehearsed every gesture, every word, every limit. The game was ours and ours alone—until two strangers appeared among the trees and changed everything.

I was furious at my husband’s idea, but when I took off my last piece of clothing and floated naked in front of them both, I realized I liked it more than I should have.

Renata wanted to take up more space; Damián wanted to stop deciding. The ritual granted them exactly that, and by morning their bodies began obeying another desire.

We’d been married twelve years, and I’d never seen her so fully in command of herself as that afternoon, standing in the water and letting strange men look at her.

We left almost without saying goodbye. In the car, with anger still burning inside me, I decided to remind him who he belonged to that night.

I told her she set the limit. What I didn’t expect was how much I would enjoy standing aside and watching others discover her.

I’d spent the whole day not feeling like doing anything. Until, when I switched on the boiler, I saw the woman in the building across from mine walking nearly naked through her kitchen, oblivious to my gaze.

We had been whispering about it for days, but neither of us imagined how far we would go that night.

She went up on the stage fully dressed while the others were already nearly naked, and I knew that night she was going to lose all her shame in front of everyone.

That afternoon his mother wasn’t home and he had a surprise waiting. I still didn’t know those minutes would awaken a taste I’d never let go of.

She lifted her dress, looked at me with a smile, and started touching herself for the trucker driving alongside us. It was only the beginning of a trip I would never forget.

I told you the trip began at four in the morning. I didn’t tell you that half the pleasure would come from those watching us along the way.

When he lowered his voice to confess it, I thought of a thousand betrayals. None of them was this: he wanted to watch me in bed with his best friend while he sat there and missed nothing.

I’d been married for seven years and had never once looked at another man—until my husband took my hand and confessed what he truly wanted.

You begged me in whispers, holding your breath while I reached for the lubricant. And I never told you I looked forward to that dawn as much as you did.

From the first day she asked me for a photo to brag about me to her friends. I never imagined how far her pleasure in showing me off would go.

We agreed to meet early, before anyone else arrived. What began as another of our texting games became something I couldn’t get out of my head all day.

I signed my resignation without looking back. That night would be the last fuck of my life as a man, and I meant to enjoy it before becoming who Carla had always wanted.