The Gym That Opened Just for Me on Sundays
Dressed like I was headed to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered a little too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.
Dressed like I was headed to a photo shoot, I walked into an empty gym with two men I remembered a little too well. And they had something planned for that afternoon.
Damián slid into the wrong bed that night and knew neither couple would ever look at each other the same way again.
When she opened her eyes and Damián’s bed was empty, she knew the night wasn’t over yet for anyone in that house.
My husband didn’t even look at me when I left in that tight skirt that night. He didn’t know I was going to a hotel to watch, from an armchair, what I’d wanted for years.
Three women, three men, and one rule that night in the bungalow: nobody knew who would end up with whom, and the timer was already running on the living room table.
When Renata went barefoot into the kitchen at dawn, she never imagined her husband would watch from the doorway, or that morning would change everything between all four of them.
I let my guard down for a second and Renata had already locked the door. She knew my secret, and she intended to use it to get exactly what she wanted from me.
When that green-eyed girl came into the bar, I was the only one who noticed the detail the others missed. By that same night, she was in our bed.
When we crossed the door of that dimly lit club, I knew that night we would share something neither of us would ever forget.
I came out of the bathroom wrapped in nothing but a towel and crossed the living room slowly, knowing both men’s eyes would follow me to the bedroom.
When I asked what truly turned her on, she straddled me and began to tell me about a night she’d never confessed to anyone.
I woke up with Lina rubbing cream into my back; none of us imagined that by that morning at the pool we’d be six bodies with no rules or shame.
Amid the smoke and the crowd’s screams, Soledad no longer knew where she ended and her daughter began. She only knew she didn’t want the night to end.
I only wanted to sleep off the booze. But when the door opened and the three of them came in, I decided to keep my eyes closed and see how far they’d dare go.
I went back to the chalet thinking it was all over, and found the pool full of bodies, cups on the ground, and the panther waiting for me in the water with a smile that said it all.
She came down the stairs in a black dress that barely covered her, and the two guests realized that dinner was about to be unlike any other.
I’d been lying on the towel for hours, the sun sinking, and every time I thought it was over someone new knelt beside me with another idea in mind.
Four women, nine men, and a cabin with a pool. I got in the van knowing something was going to happen, but not that I’d give myself to all of them without thinking twice.
I secretly wrote the ad, chose the candidates one by one, and booked the suite. All that was left was for her to walk through that door and discover her real gift.
I left my phone at the entrance, set up my decks, and when night fell I understood why: half the garden was fucking without shame, and the hostess came straight for me.