Young

I opened the door thinking the house was empty. The noise was coming from Marina’s room, and what I saw when I peeked in froze me in the doorway.

For years I practiced with my fingers and toys, but none of it prepared me for the first time I felt another man breathing on my neck and pushing in patiently.

He was more than twice her age and her mother’s man. But when they were left alone in the house, Carla understood he’d wanted exactly this for months.

I turned off the light, and as I settled in, I felt a lump under the sheets: it was the shorts I had lent her. I brought them to my face without thinking, and my body understood before my mind did.

She was sipping her gin and tonic when two men sat beside her and told her about a film. By the time she finished her drink, she had already signed.

When the plane jolted and she suddenly fell onto me, I felt her hips press against my body. Neither of us said a word, but something had changed.

When everyone else went to sleep, she came to the sofa, looked me straight in the eyes, and said something I never expected to hear from a friend.

Bruno had spent the whole night staring at his friend’s mother’s neckline. What he didn’t know was that the two women had worked out every detail of the game long before they did.

We bought the harness saying it was to practice so we could teach them. What we didn’t expect was to end up trembling against each other.

I turned off the TV when she went upstairs to bed, but the scene kept replaying in my head with my sister’s face instead of the actress’s.

Sharing a room with her in that house by the sea seemed harmless, until the heat, the mezcal, and her body pressed against mine changed everything.

The bathtub was ready, I closed my eyes, and when I opened them she was already naked in the doorway, offering me a massage that didn’t end at my shoulders.

In the elevator he brushed my arm as if by accident and smelled of expensive cologne. That same night, while I dressed in the dark, he was already planning how to leave Tomás.

At three in the morning I found him in the dark on my bed, waiting for me. The fury with which he dragged me out of the bathroom wasn’t just brotherly concern.

My friend couldn’t take his eyes off her. I pretended to be annoyed, but the truth is I understood perfectly what he felt when he looked at her.

I’d been faithful to my girlfriend for eight years. It only took a pool, two bikinis, and my sister’s mischievous smile for everything to fall apart.

When the doors jammed between two floors, I knew rescue was hours away. I never imagined my sister already had other plans for that wait.

All I wanted was to work in peace. But then she sat in front of me, tucked her legs beneath her nightgown, and said she hadn’t slept in two nights.

When I looked up and saw her sweeping the living room, I knew my cousin was the only one who could save me. I never imagined how far we’d go that afternoon.

She had made me eat in a hurry, and now she was straddling me, wet, whispering in my ear that she wasn’t going to leave me alone until nightfall.