Desire

We queued for the slides all morning, but it was in the water, with her hand sliding over my waist, that I understood what she really wanted from me.

She came to wait for my mother and ended up standing in the doorway watching me sleep. I had no idea that afternoon would end the girl who’d never been with a woman.

It was her first coven and she was the youngest in the circle. Everyone wanted to touch her, but she only sought the blonde watching her across the fire.

“Relax, let go,” she told me at the door, and I knew that night I was going to learn something no man had ever shown me.

I rested my feet on her lap without thinking, like so many other nights. But that time Daniela looked at me differently, and I knew there was no turning back.

I was in my forties, married, with two children, and I had never once looked at another woman. That night, leaning on the bar in a pub, everything I thought I knew about myself came undone.

We got turned on in class and couldn’t wait until we got home. The vacant lot behind the college was the first of many places where we shouldn’t have touched each other.

She sat down across from me in a nearly empty bar, took my hands, and told me I looked sad. Three hours later I was naked in her bed, and I didn’t want to leave.

She left me breathless in front of the mirror, my clothes half straightened and a promise hanging in the air: this wasn’t over.

I only wanted a phone to call a tow truck. I ended up between two strangers who decided that quiet night included me.

I went to get my jacket so I could leave without interrupting. Then I saw Daniela’s hand buried under Paula’s clothes, and my feet refused to move from that doorway.

I remember her at the door of her bookstore, with her almost white hair and those impossible eyes. Ten years passed before I had her near me again, and this time I wasn’t going to let her go.

The club closed at two and none of us wanted to go home. We booked a jacuzzi room, got two more bottles, and threw out an idea that changed everything.

We’d been brushing against each other all night without saying a word, and when I saw the turnoff into the forest, I knew neither of us would make it home.

Marina knew exactly where to touch to make Lucía’s body stop obeying her. That night, in the hotel’s dim light, she decided to find out how far her curiosity went.

I'd always wanted her in silence, listening to her from my room. That night, with two drinks too many, I stopped pretending it was only curiosity.

She thought I was still asleep while she touched herself on the floor beside my bed. I didn’t move. I didn’t want her to stop, not yet.

Carolina had never told anyone what she secretly wanted. That night, with the house to themselves, she decided her sister-in-law would be the first to hear it... and more.

Of all the women who came to that party, she was the only one I didn’t get to taste. So when her name appeared on my phone the next day, I knew I wouldn’t be able to say no.

Twenty years separated Mariana from her teacher, but when that hand stopped at her hip during rehearsal, she knew the look in her eyes had changed.