Oral

Valeria didn’t want expensive gifts. She wanted to be the main course of a night where everyone bet on her and her husband watched with pride.

That afternoon beside the pool, she took off her bikini top, and everything between them changed. The tension they had ignored for days could no longer be undone.

We were drinking wine when she told me, “I never told you everything about Punta del Este.” What followed left me speechless for hours.

When I went into his room that night, he was already waiting for me. There was something different in his gaze, something I had never seen in my son’s eyes before.

When I saw her at the bus stop, with her copper hair and that tight blouse, I knew something was going to happen. I had no idea that afternoon would change everything.

In this line of work, you quickly learn there are people who confuse paying for a service with buying a person. Some lessons stay with you for life.

When I opened the door for him, I felt his eyes lock onto the black strap peeking over my jeans. He smiled before pushing me inside.

When I opened my eyes in that black marble suite, she was there, naked, looking at me like she’d known me forever. And maybe death was my best accident.

When Doña Hilda opened the door and looked us up and down, I knew that night by the fire would cost us far more than a dry roof.

We’d been in a comfortable rut for months. That afternoon in the pine grove, with another couple three meters away, my girlfriend decided she was done waiting for me to do everything.

I was only going to try on some jeans. She was on the other side of the curtain, with a smile unlike the one she gave any ordinary customer.

That Saturday he came over to correct my posture without being asked. By Monday, we already had a silent arrangement and I had chosen the right thong.

We shut the door, turned on the console, and my brother lay back on my legs with that nervous smile he only gets when he’s hiding something he’s dying to tell.

Carla came out from between Lucía’s thighs with shining lips, looked at me from the sand, and I knew my quiet afternoon was over for good.

I’d been on the paper for twenty minutes when I saw her walk through the door. High boots, camouflage dress, a smile that wasn’t accidental. I had just enough time for one call to make my move.

I’d promised myself a quick one before getting back to work. We came twice, with his taste still in my mouth when I went downstairs for coffee.

I went to his house just to help him install an app. I never imagined his gallery concealed a secret that would completely shake me.

When my husband left town, the two old men from the fifth floor invited me to celebrate a birthday. What happened on the dining table never should have happened.

We’d been fantasizing about him for months. When he accepted our dinner invitation, we knew that night wouldn’t be about the master’s program only.

I got on the bus thinking I’d just have one beer. By the time I wanted to get off, it was already too late to pretend I didn’t want to stay.