Seduction

When I called him to fix the fireplace, I already knew something was going to happen. My chest told me so every time his eyes lingered on me.

I know I’m dreaming, but the heat of his hands on my skin is too real to ignore. And I don’t want to wake up yet.

That afternoon I decided I was going to fuck him somehow, even if I had to dress for him and come on to him without a shred of subtlety. What happened next left me shaking.

I saw her on all fours over the dry grass, with the fluffy tail swaying between her cheeks, and I knew that Sunday afternoon was going to be unlike any other.

When Marcos came down from the roof, soaked in sweat, Carmenza already knew she wasn’t going to let him leave. She’d been waiting too long for a man like him.

They’d spent the day avoiding naming it. When Marcos closed the apartment door and asked whether they were going to sleep with their new partner, no one answered first.

I went for water at midnight and found her alone in front of the washing machine. I didn’t announce myself. I stayed in the doorway, watching, unable to leave.

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.

The night Camila said she’d never done any of that, we all smiled. A few hours later, she was the one asking for more.

When I told my flatmate on the balcony what that stranger had done to me a month earlier, I never expected her to ask to come with me next time.

She suggested a mixed hot spring bath as part of the tour. I thought it was a cultural custom. An hour later, we were both naked in the water, and there was no turning back.

One message was enough to make me cancel my night. I found him on the corner by Sofía’s place and knew exactly how it would end.

When I entered his apartment, the smell of freshly brewed coffee was the only innocent thing left in the place. I knew I wouldn’t leave the same.

The rule was simple: no falling in love. But when Rocío sent me that voice note at midnight, I knew this was going to get messier than I wanted.

We had crossed a line from which there was no return. Standing outside the courthouse, I understood that what I felt for him was more real than any fear.

The deal was simple: if she made it to the garage without anyone seeing her, the reward would be unforgettable. But the building was never quite empty.

She noticed it before I did. She took my hand on the dance floor and looked at me as if she knew exactly what I still refused to admit to myself.

When Clara saw the rusted lock on room four, she did not flinch or hesitate. She sighed, asked for their usual towel, and went in first.

I crossed my legs in his class and he couldn’t look away. I knew the game had begun, and this time I was the one with the advantage.

I put on the shortest skirt I owned, opened the door, and greeted them knowing exactly what they’d seen and what else was going to happen that night.