The Gym That Opened Just for Me on Sundays
Dressed like I was headed to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered a little too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.
Dressed like I was headed to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered a little too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.
When Renata went barefoot into the kitchen at dawn, she never imagined her husband would watch from the doorway, or that morning would change everything between all four of them.
When that green-eyed girl came into the bar, I was the only one who noticed the detail the others missed. By that same night, she was in our bed.
When I asked what truly turned her on, she straddled me and began to tell me about a night she’d never confessed to anyone.
I woke up with Lina rubbing cream into my back; none of us imagined that by that morning at the pool we’d be six bodies with no rules or shame.
I went back to the chalet thinking it was all over, and found the pool full of bodies, cups on the ground, and the panther waiting for me in the water with a smile that said it all.
Four women, nine men, and a cabin with a pool. I got in the van knowing something was going to happen, but not that I’d give myself to all of them without thinking twice.
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.
My wife went down to the airplane bathroom behind the flight attendant and came back tousled, with a confession that left me hard and wanting more.
At the café, they dared each other over laughs: each would pick a man that very afternoon. Neither imagined the bet would end in the same bed.
Iván and Lucía were the new ones in the building, the youngest, the ones still learning. That night we showed them that in our group, nobody was left wanting.
The taxi dropped me in front of a huge gate and a guard was waiting for me. I still had no idea that night would turn me from a guest into the game.
I arrived at that apartment thinking about a glass of wine and a conversation. I had no idea that afternoon would end with me giving myself to three men at once.
We swore a hundred times that nothing would happen with them. We swore it until we convinced ourselves. Then they called us to their room and she was waiting for us naked.
When the Marshal’s shot rang out, I knew it would be our last night. What I never imagined was what the party would become once the lights went out.
When the whole town was asleep for siesta, Camila stood in the middle of the empty street, bit her lip, and asked which of the five wanted her first.
I knocked on the wooden door expecting my father, but the foreman opened it instead—with a different smile. Then he told me my dad wasn’t there.
When the van pulled up behind me in the dead of night, I knew that night wasn’t going to end like any other. And to my surprise, I didn’t want it to.
Lying in the sun after what had just happened, we heard them laughing at him for not daring to come over. And that was exactly what made us get up.
I was only there as company, I swear. But when the two of them came onto the terrace, identical and smiling the same way, I knew I wasn’t going to behave that night.