Mature

For twenty years I thought I knew my own desires. It took ten minutes in an elevator with a nervous twenty-something to realize I knew nothing.

Every morning I purposely hike my skirt up one finger’s width more, hoping some older woman will look at me with that mix of disapproval and desire that appears in all my fantasies.

I took the elevator in heels and a wig, praying I wouldn’t run into anyone. He opened the door in a robe and called me a slut before I even said hello.

That Saturday my aunt left in a hurry. Her lover was still asleep in the room. What I did in silence changed everything I thought I knew about myself.

When I went down the stairs naked, my sister-in-law still didn't know what kind of surprise my father-in-law had prepared for her that night.

That afternoon, while my sister-in-law told me in lavish detail what my brother did to her in bed, I felt a heat between my legs I couldn’t explain.

Carmen looked at me from across the kitchen and, without saying a word, closed the distance between us. Her daughter was five meters away. That only made it harder to resist.

Valeria had just landed her first contract in the adult industry. Her mother had a surprise waiting at their usual motel, the same room where it all began.

When she told me she was into me, I didn’t believe her. Then came the message with the hotel name and the exact time. I knew it was real.

She opened the door in a dress that left nothing to the imagination. I knew that dinner wouldn’t be like the others, but I couldn’t imagine how far we’d go.

I went into his room and found him with tears in his eyes. He was about to cancel his girlfriend’s visit out of fear of his first time. I couldn’t leave him like that.

When she locked the door and moved behind me, I knew that grade review was not going to end the way I expected.

When I offered her a drink that Saturday, I never imagined that by the end of the night we’d both cross a line with no way back.

We’d spent weeks dodging what we both knew was going to happen. That night, when I heard her come down the stairs, I couldn’t keep pretending anymore.

I found her in the patio staring at me with wide eyes. She was wearing my thong and my black miniskirt. She didn’t scream. She just smiled and said she’d always wanted a little sister.

I locked the door and took off my robe. Marcos looked at me from the bed, eyes wide, with something more than gratitude.

She showed up in red heels, leather leggings, and no underwear. From the moment she arrived, I knew that morning with my mother-in-law would be different.

For weeks I had been secretly masturbating to videos of well-endowed men. Then I saw him come out of the water and knew it: that boy was what I needed.

The young man arrived with his massage table under his arm, and she already had two glasses of wine in her. What followed was much more than a back massage.

Sandra needed help with a blind. I needed to forget the worst day of my life. Neither of us expected Valentina to arrive so soon.