Oral

I saw him walk through that door and my heart started racing. I wore the reddest dress I owned. I wanted the first thing he saw to be me.

When I stepped out of the elevator with my thong already soaked and my dress clinging to my sweat, I knew that tequila wasn’t going to stay just tequila.

She entered Diego’s room with only a black thong under her robe. He was asleep. She sat on the edge of the bed and her hand went there on its own.

When I went into the truck to check the pallets, he climbed in behind me. No one else was in the warehouse. And we both knew exactly what was about to happen.

She came out of the bathroom in a white blazer that barely covered anything, a red pacifier on her lips and that smile of hers. I knew that night would be different.

I’d been under the same roof as my father’s wife for four days when she left her bedroom door ajar and told me, without words, to come upstairs.

When my roommate told me, “Take me with you,” I knew that night was going to cost her more than her shyness. What I didn’t imagine was that he’d show up.

I’d spent a month dreaming of seeing him again when my roommate confessed she was jealous of me. That same night I took her with me to the rave.

Marcelo watched from the couch while Rodrigo undressed me slowly. Then my husband wanted to know something I had never told him.

Sofía told me that night her boyfriend was too much for her. I just smiled. For me, that wasn’t a problem—it was an invitation.

She came out of the bathroom wearing a white blazer with nothing underneath and a red pacifier between her lips. That night I knew Camila hadn’t come to please me: she’d come to have fun.

When I opened the door that night, they had no idea I already had the taste of their friend in my mouth and a plan measured in every movement of my hips.

That night I prepared like never before. Camila was coming over with her backpack and her wicked smile, and I knew exactly what I was going to ask her for.

One summer night, a bottle game among strangers on the beach and no intention of stopping. What happened next was far more than expected.

Camila pulled back the sheet without thinking and caught sight of exactly what she shouldn’t have. What came next changed forever the way my sister and I spoke to each other.

We went out looking for an alley and came back with a secret. Some Fridays change you without asking permission.

Sofía had spent years imagining what that night would be like. She never imagined Camila would be there, or that Rodrigo would want her to stay.

When Valeria put her hand on the back of my neck and pushed me down, I understood that night would cross a line with no way back.

I saw him at the coast café at midday. That night he was at the club door with his security badge, and I knew I wasn’t leaving without trying him.

Three coworkers invited her to stay after ten. They didn’t know Camila had her own rules for nights like that.