Party

I only wanted them to stop ignoring me, even if getting there meant standing in front of everyone and letting them laugh while they watched me.

I’d spent the night dodging his jokes, until I let him into the bathroom and there was no way left to pretend I didn’t want to touch him.

We traveled to reunite, but a few drinks, a steamy dance, and a confession ended with us fucking without restraint.

Damián asked me to wear the plug before we went to the party. I didn’t know the real night would begin when his best friend stepped in front of me on the dance floor.

I went in to make a toast with them out of curiosity, but when they closed the door and surrounded me, I knew I wouldn’t leave the same.

When her body pressed against mine during the kizomba, I knew I wasn't going to leave things unfinished with that mature woman that night.

I went to that party swearing I wouldn't do anything, but when I was alone with him, I knew I wouldn't leave that room with a clean mouth.

I'd spent months fantasizing about seeing her with another man. When Damián finally left that night, my wife turned to Rubén with an expression I'd only ever seen in bed.

My dress was too short, he couldn’t stop staring at my legs, and before midnight I already knew how the party would end.

We came back sweaty, half-drunk, and far too aroused; once the doors were left open, nobody slept as planned.

We pretended to be a couple to avoid creeps, but alcohol, jealousy, and friction led us across a line I could no longer deny.

After saying goodbye to my son at the terminal, I was alone with his best friend and could no longer pretend I didn’t desire him.

It started with a joke about her open blouse, but when she challenged me to hold her gaze, I knew that night wouldn’t end at the table.

I noticed him nervous behind me, his hands on my waist and a question that could change the entire night.

I arrived at the estate before anyone else and knew from her gaze that she hadn’t invited me to show me the horses.

I thought we were only going to kiss after the party, until I saw another woman undressing a few steps away and decided not to back down.

When I saw the lights go out at the country house, I knew I wasn’t going to sleep that night: I was going to watch every second in silence.

When I saw how she looked at my boyfriend, I thought I would be furious; instead, I wanted to push her toward him and watch up close.

I thought dinner would end with my husband in bed, until he asked another man to make me his in front of him.

It began with kisses over a foolish bet, but when I saw my girlfriend spread her legs in front of everyone, I knew there was no turning back.