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By *ivenchy OP Man
17 weeks ago
Maidstone |
The heat of Santiago wrapped around me like a slow, sultry caress as I stepped into the dimly lit bar. It wasn’t my first time in Latin America, but it was my first time here — for this.
I had been flirting with the idea of swinging in another continent for months, teasing myself with the possibility, but never daring to take the plunge. That changed when I met Alejandro and Valeria online — a couple whose words dripped with sensuality and experience. They spoke of slow, deliberate seduction, of dancing before touching, of passion that built like the rising heat of the city itself. When they invited me to meet them, my curiosity burned hotter than my nerves.
The bar was alive with soft laughter and the rhythmic hum of salsa music. Candlelight flickered against the deep red walls, giving the space a private, almost illicit energy. Then, I saw them.
Alejandro was tall, with dark eyes that held a playful challenge, his crisp white shirt open at the collar, revealing just enough bronzed skin to make me wonder how much more there was to see. Valeria was stunning — curves that spoke of temptation, lips painted the color of ripe cherries, and a knowing smile that sent a shiver through me.
"You came," Valeria purred, brushing a hand over my forearm.
"I was afraid you'd let nerves win."
I swallowed, feeling Alejandro's gaze sweep over me. "Curiosity won," I admitted.
Alejandro smirked. "Then let’s see how curious you really are."
With a flick of his wrist, he handed me a room key — Suite 208. My pulse quickened.
"Join us when you're ready," Valeria whispered, pressing a kiss just beneath my ear, the warmth of her lips leaving an invisible mark.
I watched them disappear into the elevator, my heart hammering. My hands trembled as I picked up my glass, taking a slow sip of the smoky mezcal.
Would I follow?
To Be Continued...
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