In Public

When she came back from the bathroom without any panties on, I knew that night we were going to cross a line neither of us would want to erase.

When the trono passed in front of me, our eyes met for a second. It was enough to end that night in a way I never could have imagined.

The first night I went out without her, I ran into Lucía, my longtime ex. And she knew all the right friends.

When Sofía invited us to see the baby’s room, none of us imagined we’d end up hearing her most intimate, unfiltered confessions.

He was the boss’s son: proper, shy, well-mannered. I never imagined what he did on Friday nights when he disappeared.

Marcos signed the contract without reading it. By the time they locked him under the Club Ónix toilet, it was too late to turn back.

Valeria wore a miniskirt with no underwear. The sleeping men in the street watched her without hiding it. I watched from the back of the truck, completely aroused.

He spent the whole afternoon among other women’s feet he couldn’t touch. At home, Laura was waiting with hers dirty from asphalt and a smile that was an order.

Lorena had a reputation for liking women. I never paid it any mind until that spring morning when we ended up trapped together.

Rodrigo went pale and pulled the phone away. I knew exactly what had happened before he even opened his mouth to explain.

Bringing three folding chairs to a back alley at midnight was her idea. What happened after left me watching from the outside, dry-mouthed and racing pulse.

He asked me for directions and I walked with him without thinking. I never imagined that minutes later I’d be against the wall of a building under construction with my pants at my ankles.

The first time I went in, I didn’t know what happened in the dark. A stranger’s hand brushed my leg and changed everything forever.

I went wearing a thong and garter stockings under my pants, not knowing if anything would happen. That night, everything did.

He appeared among the dunes, stopped to watch, and didn’t leave. We kept going, and so did he. That’s how the most exciting game we’d ever had began.

I thought facing an untrained woman would be easy. Her first bear hug erased that idea from my mind forever.

When his mother came down the stairs in that tight dress, Marcos knew that trip to the movies was not going to end the way he expected.

The shop was empty and the boy was young. I’d been imagining that exact moment for days, and I had no intention of wasting it.

We slept badly that entire week. We knew what awaited us on Saturday, and that certainty turned every night into an anticipation of something neither of us dared name aloud.

The first time I saw her, her husband was in the next room. The second, her lips were on me. I couldn’t think about another woman for weeks.