Seduction

When I opened the hotel room door, it was too late to back out: she was on the bed, and he didn’t stop when our eyes met.

Damián followed me into the water to get a closer look at my ass. What started as a laughing game ended with both couples locked inside his apartment.

When Diego held out his hand to dance, I knew my husband would only watch. And that I, for once, would stop being the respectable wife everyone thought I was.

We’d spent the whole morning teasing each other with sunscreen when the girl from the next towel decided to join the game.

When Lucía took off her bikini in front of me in their room, I realized that weekend at the beach was no longer going to be about sunbathing.

I bought lingerie for a night alone with my wife. I never imagined I’d end up watching her in another man’s arms while his wife settled into my lap.

Damn the hour I opened my mouth. It was only a thought said out loud, but my wife already had the other woman’s phone number in her hand and a smile I’d never seen before.

We went up with two bottles of champagne and the idea of spending a pleasant evening. No one told us the family across the hall understood dinner differently.

I’d spent a year listening to her describe who touched her while I only watched. That New Year’s Eve, with a glass in her hand, she whispered in my ear that this time I wouldn’t be left out.

Marina blindfolded me and whispered that I should choose that night. Three women watched me from the terrace’s shadows, and my heart beat like a drum.

When Diego asked me to sit between the two front seats, I knew that trip was far from over—and that night, neither of the men was going home early.

If we lasted five minutes, then the women would compete afterward. What began as a joke among friends ended with the four of us naked in the same bed.

I never imagined that shy girl with glasses, who blushed at the mention of sex, would end up naked and eager in a tent lost in the desert.

We had arranged to be five that summer afternoon. At seven the phone rang, one of us wasn’t coming, and yet we still opened the door to two strangers.

She only set one condition: if he didn’t appeal to her, nothing would happen. What I didn’t expect was that, by the end of the night, she’d be the one leaving me alone with the other woman.

The plan was just to have coffee and get to know each other. But the moment they took Lucía out for a drive, I knew that afternoon wasn’t going to end there.

The door was half open, and while I was spying on my friend with two strangers, a hand turned me by the waist. It was him. And he smiled at me as if we both already knew.

We were alone on the beach until a man stopped at the shore to watch us. And instead of covering up, we decided to give him something to look at.

I knew I wanted to fuck him from the very first message. What I didn’t know was how far my husband would go when the three of us crossed into the private room.

Carla slowly circled the table, stopped behind Marina, and rested her hands on her shoulders. No one at that dinner planned to end the night the way it began.