Deceit

She expected shouting, perhaps the end of everything. Instead, he offered her a glass of wine and asked her to tell him everything, without leaving out a single detail.

For months he had been sleeping beside a woman who prayed instead of touching him. Then he walked into the veterinarian’s office, and she locked the door.

Her husband hadn’t touched her in months. That night at the nightclub, I saw a small red ribbon hanging from her blouse and understood exactly what it meant.

That night I knelt while another man took my wife on the table. He thought he was the one in control; neither of them suspected what was really happening between us.

I was waiting with my suitcases packed to leave him. But when he started telling me what happened with her, I discovered my body was reacting differently than my pride.

I finished getting dressed on the edge of that bed and understood there was no turning back: the dutiful wife was dead, and I wanted more, much more.

I had just enough budget, and my boyfriend offered me his aunt’s house. What I didn’t know was that his cousin would turn that week into something I never told him about.

Her husband came home exhausted and fell asleep in front of the television. Her boss, on the other hand, looked at her as though he knew exactly what she imagined in the shower.

“Your cooperation is the only currency you have,” the message said. Mariana shut off the phone knowing she would obey again, just as she had before.

Two months pregnant, I opened my phone and saw my husband with a coworker. I didn’t cry as much as I expected: I started counting how many fucks he owed me.

My wife left for work and I was left alone with my reports. Then I heard the key in the lock and in she came, without warning, in that red miniskirt.

I went out to clear my head with a bottle of tequila still in my hand. I had no idea that crossing paths with him in the hallway would change everything that night.

When he brushed her forearm as he left the restaurant, Marina knew it hadn’t ended at the table. He was her husband’s best friend.

She came down from the empty stands in a red dress that left nothing to the imagination. The coach still had no idea that afternoon would change everything.

Complaints about the noise ended in dinner. And dinner turned into something Daniel never imagined he would witness with his own eyes, in his own home.

When Diego left me the car and went home with the child, I never imagined I’d end the night against a bathroom wall with another man’s mouth on my neck.

The emergency door was locked and my wife was trapped on the other side with him. Only a plaster wall separated us. Then I started hearing.

I went down to the pool thinking I was only looking for the gym and some sun. I didn’t know they had already decided what to do with me once their husbands closed their eyes.

I found him half-naked in the shadowy kitchen, and his gaze traveled over my nightgown. In that instant I knew there would be no turning back.

When the dressing room door opened, I knew it wasn’t my assistant. It was him, and he had that look that made me choose between desire and guilt.