Our First Month Ended Under the Stars
We left the café saying we were just going to get some air, but when he took my hand and led me through the trees, I already knew how the night would end.
We left the café saying we were just going to get some air, but when he took my hand and led me through the trees, I already knew how the night would end.
She arrived with a backpack on her shoulder and a red pacifier between her lips. She had just turned twenty-two and laughed as if she already knew everything that would happen next.
Rodrigo watched my ass in the office every day without daring to do anything. Until I read what his wife thought of me and decided she was right.
I wasn’t sleepy. He came up behind me, kissed my neck, and put his hands where I couldn’t allow myself to moan. The bedroom door was still closed.
When that twenty-year-old boy appeared in my doorway for the second time, hands trembling and voice breaking, I knew the night was about to change.
I’d been tossing and turning in bed for two hours. I knew he was sleeping three doors down, and that night, for the first time, I couldn’t pretend.
Under the shower, her fingers finished what he had started in that room. And she knew three days would not be enough.
When I passed by the bus stop, Don Rodrigo saw me from the bus. What started as a birthday beer ended in a way I never expected.
I woke up in his room with no memory of how I got there. He was in the kitchen, half-naked and calm, like everything was perfectly normal.
I’d been putting up with his looks in the office for months. The day I read his private messages, I made a decision his wife should never have provoked.
That night I understood that teaching someone to feel their own body can be the most intimate act of all.
Rodrigo told me there would be six. I stood up and left. Nine days later I called him back to say I’d thought about it and yes.
I kept his texts in a private folder, rereading them at night with the lights off. I’d been doing it for months before I dared to write him.
When Mateo came out of the water in soaked trunks, I knew my wife wouldn’t let that afternoon pass without biting into something that didn’t belong to her.
For years I kept my backpack in the car with all my lingerie inside, just in case. That Thursday, the moment finally came.
Marcos told her it would be a different night. What Laura didn’t know was that her friends were going to bet chips to win favors from her.
I got to the door first. I leaned against the wood with my eyes closed, and when I heard him coming down the hallway, I knew that night we’d do it in silence.
When she shouted my name in the parking lot so everyone could hear, I knew the whole week of office tension was about to explode.
When I saw his name on the screen, my stomach clenched. Two weeks remembering his mouth and his hands, and there he was again, as if nothing had happened.
The door opened in the middle of the storm and the woman looked us over before making her offer. It was direct: five hundred for everything, paid in advance.