Seduction

Andrés had spent years asking for more than she could give. That night, Lucía set the knife on the counter, looked at her son, and proposed something none of them would forget.

I knew he was already seated by the window, waiting for us. All my husband and I wanted was to make me his obsession for one night.

That afternoon, while the movie kept playing in the background, her sweaty hand found mine under the blanket and I knew something between us was about to change forever.

When Joaquín introduced us to his new partner, a blonde ten years older, I never imagined we’d end up breaking every limit in our family that very night.

I’d been staring at her without hiding it for two hours, and she knew it. When she asked me to go up to the third floor for garlands, I knew that Christmas wasn’t going to be like the others.

She never made it to the meetup spot. Twenty minutes later, a stranger came up to me with a proposition I hadn’t planned on.

I rang the bell with my heart pounding. I wore a red dress and, under the fabric, a decision I had spent six months putting off.

We’d worked together for months, texting until dawn. But that night, for the first time, she knocked on my door with a bag in her hand.

I thought it was just first aid. Until her fingers slid over my skin and stopped feeling like any mother’s should.

I went upstairs with a stranger and, when the door closed, I knew my neighbor was already posted behind the curtain, ready to watch every detail.

The moment she saw herself in the mirror wearing the dress, she knew she wouldn’t be able to walk five peaceful yards without people following her.

At quarter to eleven I was already going down the stairs in my building. Before leaving I looked through the peephole, just in case I saw someone. The landing was empty. Better that way.

From her sofa, Renata watched the four cameras in her parents’ home like a reality show. That afternoon, one screen showed her something impossible.

I put on a miniskirt and heels that Thursday when I had the house to myself. I was only going to flirt for a while. That’s what I told myself as he shut the camera room door behind us.

Rodrigo kept watching me every time I crossed the living room. I’d known for months, and that afternoon I decided it was time to collect a debt.

At 21, I thought I could handle anything. But when Esteban put his hands on my back and I felt my body respond, I wasn’t so sure of anything anymore.

I thought Sonia was the past. Until I saw her getting out of that car with a stroller, and realized nothing had ended the way I thought.

Valentina had spent four months planning that weekend. Four friends, a naturist resort, and a night none of them knew how would end.

We’d been married ten years and I thought I knew her well. One night in a motel, she confessed what she’d always wanted, and I decided to give it to her.

I recognized him the moment he spoke: he was the same man from the week before, the one with that enormous cock that left me barely able to walk for days.