Seduction

It was two in the morning when he agreed to cross my threshold. He only asked for three things, and the third was the one that excited me most: that he could change his mind whenever he wanted.

It was only supposed to be the excuse his wife wouldn’t question. I never imagined I’d end up sitting across from them, unable to look away.

Andrés kept his card for two days without daring to write. When he finally did, he never imagined that that same night he’d be naked against the wall in his own entryway.

We’d been at sea for weeks, and the old boatswain had been looking at me differently. That midnight, when I finished my watch, I knocked on his door without imagining what he’d ask of me.

I climbed the stairs behind him, breathing in his cologne, not knowing his roommates would come back two hours earlier than expected.

She humiliated me over a video call and I went out drinking until I collapsed. At the bar, two tall men held my arm and offered me a quieter place.

Damián saved half the city and took the rookie up to his suite to celebrate. Tomás admired him like an idol, until that night he discovered who was really in charge.

I saw him alone at the kitchen bar, apart from the group, glued to his phone. One look was enough to know that afternoon he wasn’t going to stay as macho as he thought.

We were alone in the weights room when he took off his shirt and told me to touch. I never imagined how far we’d go after closing the locker room door.

He challenged me to one last sprint with a condition neither of us intended to honor. But that night the pool was empty and nobody was watching us.

I’d been in the waiting room for more than two hours when he called my name. I never imagined that same afternoon would end with us alone in a gurney no one used anymore.

I saw him on the corner with the whistle between his teeth, warning the dealers. I couldn’t stop looking at him, and I knew I wouldn’t go home that dawn without him.

I looked up from my phone and his eyes were already locked on mine from the other side of the parking lot. Not a single word was needed.

He promised he’d only rub a little. I relaxed, I trusted him, and that was the mistake I should never have made that night in his bed.

That stone basement under their house was my secret school: there I learned what I didn’t even dare to name, first with Tomás and then with his brother.

I like being looked at, being desired, seeing eyes drift down when I turn around. And over the years I learned to turn that into an art.

Karim ripped my swim trunks off and told me it was time to stop acting so prim. I had no idea that by the water I’d learn to use my body as a weapon.

He offered him a drink with a mischievous smile and a wink, and in that instant the professor knew the distance between them was about to disappear.

He took off his sweat-soaked shirt in front of me, not knowing I’d heard everything from the shower. What I offered him that afternoon changed his idea of pleasure.

I hadn’t thought about my own body in ten years. It only took that masseur digging his fingers into my back for something I thought impossible to start waking up.