Oral

When the first ones came up to the car and she didn’t look away, I knew that night we were going much further than we’d planned.

Marcos was crying with rage in that adjustable bed, convinced he would never feel a woman again. I locked the door and took off my clothes.

She arrived with a backpack on her shoulder and a red pacifier between her lips. She had just turned twenty-two and laughed as if she already knew everything that would happen next.

When he closed the door with his suitcase, we were left alone. The sex was still there, intense and familiar, but something was missing. Something only he brought.

There were eight of us executives on a sailboat in the sun. The tension had been building in the office for months. When we anchored in that deserted cove in Menorca, there was no turning back.

I’d go down in the middle of the night to the mattress on the floor where he slept, pull the sheets over us, and stay there until he finished. We were almost never caught.

We’d been talking for three weeks on the phone. When I finally opened the door, I knew that night wouldn’t end with a simple kiss.

Rodrigo watched my ass in the office every day without daring to do anything. Until I read what his wife thought of me and decided she was right.

When I opened the door, the first thing I noticed was his lips. The second was how he looked at me before coming in. I already knew how the afternoon was going to end.

I knew he’d come home late and jealous. I waited in the kitchen in black lace. When the door opened, I knew the night was just beginning.

Climbing seven floors on foot in heels was no joke. What I didn’t know was that the doorman had been watching me for weeks as if I were a promise waiting to be fulfilled.

At three in the morning I went to the bathroom with her smell still on my skin, and when I came back to bed I saw a slit of light under the door across the hall. Someone was watching us.

When I confessed my fantasy at three in the morning, I thought it was just pillow talk. Two weeks later, he parked in front of a motel without warning, and everything changed.

The plan was simple: pool, barbecue, and a weekend with no obligations. What I didn’t expect was what Saturday morning would reveal about the two of us.

When the stage lights hit her, I stopped seeing her as my friend. I only saw the woman I’d wanted for years without daring to tell her.

I had worn the cage for three weeks when Valeria announced to her friends that I would do anything she asked. I had no idea what was coming.

When Roberto pressed against Claudia on the dance floor, I knew that vacation wasn’t going to be what we’d imagined.

First we heard their moans from upstairs. Then they heard ours. None of the four of us stopped.

I knelt among the bushes, stockings torn and knees in the dirt. He told me to bark. And I did. What that revealed about me was the night’s greatest revelation.

I wasn’t sleepy. He came up behind me, kissed my neck, and put his hands where I couldn’t allow myself to moan. The bedroom door was still closed.