Seduction

He brought homemade orujo in an unlabeled jug and got my boyfriend drunk in an hour. When Sergio started snoring, his uncle looked at me and I knew dinner had only been the beginning.

A year had passed since the last time. I turned a corner downtown and crashed into her: the same perfume, the same gaze, the same desire I thought I’d forgotten.

I asked my neighbor for help with a pipe I could have fixed myself. The truth is I just wanted to see him walk into my house knowing we were both alone.

She asked me to come up as a guinea pig for a new oil. Her husband was asleep in the next room, and I knew that wouldn’t end with a massage.

She came into the hallway looking for me, fixed me with a stare, and said she had a question. I had no idea what was going to happen when she closed the room door.

I opened it without thinking and couldn’t stop reading. My mom had written down everything: every detail of how she started feeling alive again after hitting bottom.

When the coach asked her to observe the boys, she agreed with a smile. No one suspected the woman in the blue suit had already chosen her two favorites.

No one answered the intercom, but the door opened anyway. That’s when I knew there was no turning back and that man was going to do whatever he wanted with me.

I’d wanted it all summer and never dared. That afternoon, with the pool silent and no one nearby, Adrián jumped in naked and looked at me from the middle.

We both wanted him from the very first class, but we never imagined he’d be the one to ask us to choose between forgetting him or moving into his house.

His cold hand closed around my arm like a hold. I was ninety kilos of muscle, and still, in front of him, I felt small, examined, bought.

I had just turned twenty-two and had never been with anyone. Iván was three years younger, but one stupid bet was enough to show me who was in charge.

That afternoon, with the fan roaring and the house empty, my cousin looked at me differently and said he had something to prove to me. I had no idea how far he'd go.

The arm resting on his abdomen wasn’t his girlfriend’s. It was heavy, warm, male. And Bruno remembered absolutely nothing from the night before.

When I opened my eyes in the steam room, he was already looking at me. And I knew exactly who he was, even though I never thought I’d have him that close.

I left the gym with my body still burning and took the dirt track to smoke in peace. I never expected that black car to stop right behind me.

He took the urinal beside him without thinking. When their eyes met in the mirror, he knew neither of them had come in just to wash their hands.

On a Friday at ten, the gym was nearly empty and a guy who was loading twice what I was on the bench beside me. One look in the mirror was enough to send everything off the rails.

He had a girlfriend and acted tough, but that night, locked inside the bathroom stall, he was the one who grabbed my neck and asked me to suck him properly.

We lost the game and were walking toward the subway when a high-end car pulled up beside us. The man behind the wheel had a proposition neither of us expected.