Oral

Marisa asked me for a break in our relationship, but that night she called me to join her in her favorite game: swapping partners in front of each other.

We were alone in the office at seven. By ten Camila was leaning against a shelf in the archive and I couldn’t think about the client anymore.

I arrived as a colleague’s guest, without an invitation of my own. Three hours later, I was locked in the penthouse with two porn stars and no intention of leaving.

There were no waves, no breeze, no reason to move from the towel. Until she sat up, looked at both of them, and said what neither dared to say out loud.

I came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and froze in the doorway: they had already started without me, and that night not a single line was left to cross.

Marina thought it would be a classic threesome, her in the center. Until she saw her two straight friends looking at each other in a way that changed everything.

I told him in the chat I’d leave dressed as a man, but that I’d enter the hotel as a full woman. What I didn’t tell him was how badly I wanted that night.

For weeks I couldn’t get that man out of my head. One day I took the bus, called Bruno, and went back to the farm without telling anyone.

Two weeks had passed since the terrace. Tonight nobody planned to hold back, and the first game of truth or dare changed everything.

We arrived at the motel as always, but this time there was something different in her eyes and a hidden promise I never imagined she was ready to fulfill that afternoon.

That afternoon I only wanted to correct some sketches on a terrace. I ended up sharing beers with them and, weeks later, much more than conversation.

Three gin and tonics, two coworkers he barely knew, and a sofa. What began as an office drink became the most unexpected night of my life.

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

I woke at dawn to the noise from their room. The door was half open, and what I saw left me frozen in the hallway, naked and unable to move.

She left in the middle of the morning, and the apartment fell silent. It was just him and me—and what the night before had awakened could no longer be ignored.

It was July and we were both sweating. I’d been doing this for only a short time and still had a lot to learn, but that night the woman watched me from the chair as if I were the main course.

She was so nervous she could barely meet my eyes. He wanted to try me for the first time. All I had to do was take care of them until they stopped being afraid.

That night by the pool, I thought I was in for nothing more than a dance. I never imagined Marina had been keeping a ten-year-old promise that would pull us both in.

We always slept in the same bed and told each other everything. That night, with a drink too many, Renata took my face in her hands and kissed me like never before.

I looked down and saw her hand resting on my thigh. We’d been friends for five years, but that night, after the second glass of vodka, everything changed in an instant.