In Public

Marisol thought her son was only watching his cousin. But that night, in the same dress and with the same curves, she learned the real temptation was her.

I had spent years receiving messages with no substance, until a young couple wrote to me asking for something specific: for me to take control of both of them for an entire afternoon.

I’ve spent half my life going up into the mountains alone, but that October morning I came back down with more than a basket full. This really happened, and I still can’t believe it.

On the first day of class she sat next to me smelling of vanilla. I had no idea that girl would completely change the way I understood desire.

I arrived determined to behave. When the lights went down and that stranger’s body started moving among us, I knew something was about to spiral out of control.

She arrived in black underwear, turned on the hose, and let the water run over her skin. I knew then that that August night, we weren’t going to behave like friends.

I got into the car expecting an afternoon with him, but there was someone else in the back seat, and I immediately knew where this was going.

My wife always fantasized about another man having her in front of me. That afternoon, at a lonely stop on the highway, a stranger asked for a light and everything stopped being a game.

When the shop shutter locked, I knew there was no turning back: the three of us were alone, and my husband was looking at me with that complicit smile.

When Lucía moved into our flat, both brothers wanted her. I never imagined that years later she’d be the one asking Bruno to get into our bed.

I’m Tomás’s hotwife and he adores watching me shine. Between colonial walls and salsa, a foreign business partner joined our game, and I let myself go.

I had a secret date with the lover from that rooftop party. What I didn’t expect was for the other woman to show up behind the rock, determined not to just watch.

Three months alone with her daughter and a cold bed. When a message offered her a summer away from everything, she never imagined two men would be waiting.

I always fell in love; she only wanted to have fun. But that night, behind a club door, I discovered something about myself I never imagined.

Five minutes trapped between a wall and a throne bearer who smelled of rosemary and wood. I didn’t know his name, but I knew I’d look for him again that night.

I’d spent the whole morning imagining being caught. I didn’t expect it to be the professor I’d been thinking forbidden things about for months.

I lowered the phone screen thinking we’d only chat, but what I saw in her bed that night changed everything I thought I wanted.

A hallway bulb gave out and went dark. In the dimness, her hands circled my waist and I knew she’d been waiting years for that moment without daring to name it.

Behind each of the three holes there could have been anyone. I couldn’t see a thing. I only felt hands, mouths, and a familiar gaze watching me from the other side.

I wore the red dress with nothing underneath. He walked behind me with his phone on, and every stare that lingered on me ended up saved in his gallery.