The Cold Night Sofía and I Never Forgot
We had been studying for hours when the cold became unbearable. Sofía invited me into her bed to warm up. Neither of us expected what came next.
We had been studying for hours when the cold became unbearable. Sofía invited me into her bed to warm up. Neither of us expected what came next.
Rodrigo held her hips during their workouts and she pretended not to notice his erection. When she found her panties in his room, she could no longer ignore what was happening.
He’d been waiting for me for years and I didn’t know it until it was already too late. When he confessed at the end, I understood why everything had felt so different.
I went to Andrea’s party with nerves on edge. I didn’t expect to meet her mother: a mature woman with a perfect body and a fiery gaze who hooked me from the first second.
Twenty years old, zero experience, and a cousin who looked at him like she knew exactly what was on his mind. The summer was going to be long.
I was eighteen and had no experience. She had a husband, a daughter in my class, and the skill to keep me from sleeping since the first day.
When his mother came down the stairs in that tight dress, Marcos knew that trip to the movies was not going to end the way he expected.
The shop was empty and the boy was young. I’d been imagining that exact moment for days, and I had no intention of wasting it.
When Mariana asked for my help, I knew the secret I’d hidden for years was about to come to light in front of three people I barely knew.
She had a boyfriend. She said she was straight. And yet that afternoon at the hotel pool, her foot found mine under the water and I didn’t pull away.
We pulled down our pants in front of the other four and, when he bent over me, I knew I wasn’t leaving that classroom the same man.
We’d watched weird videos on his computer at the office that time. What I didn’t expect was that months later, that same curiosity would end up on the couch, under the blanket.
When I lent Bruno the red brief that morning, I had no idea my neighbor would come looking for us and that the path to the river would end in something none of us had ever done before.
He opened the door barely dressed, with that smile that was no longer the polite client’s smile, and I understood from the very first minute that this call wasn’t ending with a drain gasket.
I thought the rain would leave me with nothing. Twenty meters away I saw the dark-skinned boy by the bench, soaked, and I knew the night was only beginning.
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.
When she told me she was into me, I didn’t believe her. Then came the message with the hotel name and the exact time. I knew it was real.
I went into his room and found him with tears in his eyes. He was about to cancel his girlfriend’s visit out of fear of his first time. I couldn’t leave him like that.
I found her in the patio staring at me with wide eyes. She was wearing my thong and my black miniskirt. She didn’t scream. She just smiled and said she’d always wanted a little sister.
As soon as the last classmates left, she went upstairs. She took off her skirt first. Then her blouse. Then everything else.