Strangers

I was sitting in the round sofa in the back, my legs crossed and my glass half empty, when I saw the curly-haired guy set down his drink and walk straight toward me.

I took up a spot on their corner without really knowing what I was looking for. The first time a stranger asked my price, my voice shook more than I expected.

She accepted the service as a one-time fantasy, but she never imagined that stranger would lead her to discover orgasms she didn’t even know her body could have.

When I opened the door to 412 thinking it would be empty, I found him naked in the armchair, looking at me like he already knew who was coming in.

I offered her my seat when she got on, and a few stops later her hand was already reaching for my fly while the nurse across from us watched without hiding it.

It was two in the morning, I opened the window looking for air, and saw her lying on the sofa across the way, with no idea anyone was watching her.

When she asked me to find her men during the summer, I knew the trip to the coast would change us forever.

I thought the nap would leave the beach empty. When I returned from the sea, she had one hand inside her bikini, eyes closed, unaware I was watching her.

By the time I got into the taxi heading out of town, I could still have turned back. I didn’t, and hours later I would regret it with my wrists tied to his headboard.

I contacted him through an ad site. I’d been trying for a year and nothing ever came of it. That December 24 was the first time I dared.

At seven on New Year's Eve, I didn't want to return to the hotel and be alone. I remembered the booth club three blocks away and went in without thinking twice.

Three friends, a dance floor, and one decision that changed the night. This is what happened when I stopped looking for Renata and found her exactly where I shouldn’t have been looking.

When she called sobbing, I knew she'd end up at my place that night. I just didn't know how far we'd both be willing to go.

I parked on the emptiest level of the underground garage and asked if she was still sure. She nodded. I handed her the envelope and asked her to just watch, nothing else.

I knew he was already seated by the window, waiting for us. All my husband and I wanted was to make me his obsession for one night.

Damián swore we knew how to have fun. I never imagined his invitation would lead us to a hallway of red curtains where my wife would decide for both of us.

She never made it to the meetup spot. Twenty minutes later, a stranger came up to me with a proposition I hadn’t planned on.

I went upstairs with a stranger and, when the door closed, I knew my neighbor was already posted behind the curtain, ready to watch every detail.

The moment she saw herself in the mirror wearing the dress, she knew she wouldn’t be able to walk five peaceful yards without people following her.

We’d spent two nights watching without touching. On the third, as two couples mixed one meter from us, my girlfriend squeezed my arm and whispered something to me.