Seduction

We went from client and prostitute to something with no name. On that beach vacation, she broke the taboos she had carried all her life.

We had spent months building something unnamed. The afternoon I finally dared to ask him, I knew there was no turning back.

Laura woke with a heavy body and an odd silence in the apartment. The other bedroom door was ajar. The beds were empty.

The man put his hand on Lucía’s skirt and she didn’t move. I was crushed among bodies and what I felt was not what I expected from myself.

When the scissors finished their work, the mirror gave him back a gaze that was not quite his own. And the voice he heard in that salon would not leave him alone.

I hadn’t seen her in months. When I saw her at the restaurant entrance with her round belly and those dark eyes, I knew I still wanted her as much as before, maybe more.

The warehouse manager never gave him more than half a smile. That night he found her alone at the bus stop, with no buses and no way out.

He ran a stone down my back, murmured something I couldn’t understand, and suddenly I wanted only one thing: for that man to take me. I don’t know if it was witchcraft. I know I didn’t resist.

Marcos said it without beating around the bush in that café: he wanted to leave everything and be with Valeria. What happened last night was too real to pretend it didn’t.

I stood in the doorway with my wine in hand and looked at him from far away. He looked up. I smiled. No more words were needed.

When I asked her to open her legs a little and the guy in the back couldn’t stop staring, I knew that fantasy was only the beginning.

When I arrived at his apartment that Saturday afternoon, I had shaved everything and I wasn’t wearing underwear. I knew exactly what I was going for. Or so I thought.

The door to his office was ajar. What I saw when I peeked in did not make me jealous. It made me want something I hadn't expected.

We came home from work, shut the door, and forgot the world. Then Vale’s cousin texted and changed the conversation.

Everyone was sleeping a few feet away when I leaned against the cold patio wall. That night, my brother-in-law would do something to me no man had managed before.

Rodrigo knew stealing his own son’s wife was unforgivable. But when Valentina first looked him in the eye, he understood there was no turning back.

Natalia and I shared a room. That was all. But when we turned out the light and our bodies were inches apart, the plan changed.

We were doing crunches and then I saw him. He wasn’t my son in that moment, he was a man. And that thought haunted me for days.

Two twenty-year-old guys sneak into the neighbor’s house while she’s showering. What happens when she catches them is something none of them will ever forget.

For months I’d been invisible to my husband. When the technician knocked on the door that afternoon, something in me decided I wasn’t letting the chance pass.