Voyeur

Vera went to the pool to escape the July heat and ended up finding Noa, the lifeguard, waiting with the gates already locked and her eyes already on her.

When I went down the stairs naked, my sister-in-law still had no idea what kind of surprise my father-in-law had prepared for her that night.

My wife went out with her “friends,” and I went to Mauricio’s. One camera, two couples, and the question of who would be the better slut that night.

My wife whispered in my ear that she wanted that young body too. That night, on the living room sofa, everything forbidden stopped being forbidden.

After years carrying that secret, I said it out loud: my wife slept with other men, and I knew it. What I saw in my uncle’s eyes was not judgment, but something darker.

As soon as the last classmates left, she went upstairs. She took off her skirt first. Then her blouse. Then everything else.

Natalia had her legs spread on the table and the doctor was pretending to apply cream. I watched from the corner, motionless, not wanting him to stop.

She was my best friend’s girlfriend, and she knew exactly what effect she had on me. Every skirt, every neckline was a message meant only for me.

Sandra and I found them in the jacuzzi. Pablo was fucking my girl, Lucía, without realizing we had an audience. The night had barely begun.

The chat was burning with lingerie photos and promises of fire. Six people, three couples, one cabin. What happened that weekend stayed between us.

The couples' game began as an innocent bet by the pool. By nightfall, none of them could quite remember where one body ended and the next began.

We arrived not knowing what awaited us. We left changed. An estate, seven men, and a stranger who decided I would be his that night.

Every time she squeezed my hand, I understood it: she was crossing and uncrossing her legs so he could see everything.

The living room camera switched on just as she crossed her legs on the sofa. I only had to watch and wait for my turn.

I crossed the threshold of the palace with the gold mask and my heart racing. That night, several masked hands waited for me while he watched from the shadows.

I was masturbating thinking about her when she pushed the door open without warning, fresh from the shower and not a stitch of clothes on. What happened next shouldn’t be told.

I left the keys on the table without making a sound. Faint light came from my brother’s room and, before I even looked in, I knew that night was going to change everything between the three of us.

When the camera came on that afternoon, Camila was sitting in her office in a very short skirt, hiding a secret that had no business fitting in that room.

The living-room sofa had already seen too much, but nothing like the slow smile with which my sister-in-law waited for me that afternoon while my father-in-law pretended not to notice.

I heard my twin sister moving in the shower. When I went into the bathroom, I saw her panties on the floor, and everything got complicated that very morning.