Hotel

I paid a fortune to find the perfect wife. The app sent me one profile: Daniela. What I discovered at the hotel wasn’t in any photo.

I took off my bikini in the jacuzzi knowing he was watching me from the roof. What I came to forget became the only thing I remember from the trip.

That night, while I was correcting his exercises in the hotel room, I felt his gaze fixed on me and knew I could no longer be just his teacher.

That Friday he got into the car with a suitcase and some boxes I didn’t understand. Inside wasn’t work: it was the gift that would finally let me be who I’d always been.

When she handed me her card and told me to come hungry, I knew that woman wasn’t after conversation: she wanted someone who could keep up with her until dawn.

I crossed the hotel door knowing that night I would stop being me. Three strangers were waiting with a poured drink and no intention of handling me gently.

I knew two strangers were watching me from the terrace above. What I never imagined was that by that same afternoon I’d have them and their sister in our bed.

I didn’t know their names; we only knew we worked for the same company. Two hours later I was naked between the six of them, determined not to regret a thing.

I went down to the water in the black bikini they’d chosen for me. Three men waited in the dim light, and I knew exactly why.

Three friends, a company-paid suite, and two Málaga guys in the mood for fun. Lorena knew that last night on the island she wouldn’t be sleeping alone.

My husband didn’t even look at me when I left in that tight skirt that night. He didn’t know I was going to a hotel to watch, from an armchair, what I’d wanted for years.

I secretly wrote the ad, chose the candidates one by one, and booked the suite. All that was left was for her to walk through that door and discover her real gift.

I thought I’d just have something typical to eat before bed. I never imagined those two guys from the bar would lead me into the most uninhibited night of my life.

She left me flushed in front of the mirror, half-dressed, with a promise hanging in the air: this wasn’t going to stay like this.

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.

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 spent half my life believing I had everything, until I saw her standing on the production line and knew I wouldn’t stop until I had her in my bed.

I met her on the excursions, exotic and self-assured. I never imagined that one comment from her by the pool would end with me naked in my husband’s room.

The panties were still warm when she took them off the door handle. She had no idea that curiosity would lead her to a stranger’s bed.

I hadn’t felt anything for months. Then she came in behind me in the stall, locked the door, and everything I thought I knew about myself came crashing down.