Gym

He thought the locker room was empty when he stepped into the shower. He didn’t count on two strangers watching him, or on how much that look would stir him.

By day she humiliated me in front of her friends; by night she begged me to put her in her place. No one imagined what was happening inside that car.

I was always the pretty, skinny boy with green eyes. Then I walked into a gym and someone looked at me like no one ever had before.

I’d been dry for five years, and my husband had just proposed a threesome with him dressed as a woman. The craziest part: I already knew who to invite.

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.

For years she told him no to one thing only. One betrayal and one night with the wrong man were enough to change her mind forever.

I’d been watching her train for months without daring to do anything. That night she invited me to her place, and I discovered the shy woman from the gym was hiding someone very different.

I get up early so I can have the gym to myself. But for the past three weeks, there’s been a much better reason to arrive before anyone else: him, and that scandalous smile.

They thought she was easy prey. They had no idea her trained legs could become the weapons that would bring them to their knees.

At the club gym, after the final circuit, Daniela and Roxana discovered that sport wasn’t the only thing they were good at doing together.

I dressed in my plainest clothes so I wouldn’t give anything away. What I didn’t count on was that I wouldn’t be alone in that apartment—and that I was still the same girl as before.

Dressed like I was going to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered all too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.

You didn’t plan to work that day, but the message sounded like an order. What you didn’t know was that your coworkers had been waiting weeks to see you walk in like that.

One look in the supermarket was enough for me to drop my bags and follow her upstairs. I didn’t know her name, but I already wanted her.

The cove was almost empty when Carla stripped off her dress without a trace of shame, and Lucía realized that this summer wasn’t going to be about work alone.

When she took off her sweat-soaked T-shirt in front of that girl, she knew she was no longer sweating just from the heat of the barn.

Carla couldn’t take her eyes off her while she worked out. Every drop of sweat on her back ignited something she’d never felt for another woman.

She had trained for five years and never competed. On that last afternoon, when her coach straddled her, she knew it wasn’t nerves making her shake.

I got into the car thinking only about the trip. Ten minutes later, my boss was on top of me, her sister was twisting around to catch every detail, and her husband was smiling in the rearview mirror.

Bruno carried me aloft, pinned to his body as if I weighed nothing, and I let myself go. What I never imagined was that someone was watching us from the window across the way, camera in hand.