HE NEVER WANTED A BABY—UNTIL I LEFT HIM

By Agustín

I didn’t know her.

Her body was simply the definition of lust, and her perfect, childlike face made me lose myself in gazing at her; her gaze was so expressive that it screamed everything she kept silent—or perhaps I was just interpreting what my dirty mind wanted and my body craved.

When I saw her crying because she didn’t want her father to have a partner, I couldn’t help but approach her. Ivana was with her, and the two of us spoke to her. Willy immediately came over—I know that if I’m near his wife, he’ll be breathing down my neck. Ivana is an incredible woman, but I know she’s an outsider—more than just an outsider; she’s a friend’s wife. She herself is a great friend, and I’d rush to help her if she needed me, but I’d also do the same for Ludmila, Brisa, or Priscila.

You could tell there’s an attraction between her and Willy, and that their history goes way back.

Sometimes I helped her—without her even asking—to make Willy jealous so he’d stop wasting his time with that airhead Luana or any other girl who crossed his path.

He’s one of my best friends, and I love teasing him because he immediately flies off the handle, but in that case, he deserved it; he had to react—his happiness and Ivana’s were at stake.

Lately, at the get-togethers we have with our group of friends, Any—Ivana’s niece—has been there.

I watched her grow up and become the beautiful young woman she is today.

Almost two years ago, when we went to pick her up at her house, I was struck by her beauty. Of course, she was about 15 years old, and I kept that whole feeling buried deep inside, hidden, so no one would find out—not even I wanted to admit what she made me feel, because she was just a girl.

Because that day she made me feel things I wouldn’t want to admit, and she was a girl—or maybe not a girl, but certainly a teenager—and I was 27; I shouldn’t even have been looking at her.

When she came to the meetings, she dressed very provocatively, and with that childlike face and, in contrast, that heart-stopping body, she drove me crazy; I couldn’t even hide it. A couple of times, Willy caught me staring at her butt and went ballistic—she wasn’t his niece, but she was his wife’s niece, and we all knew how much Ivana protected Any, especially right after her mother’s death.

It’s not in my nature to try to seduce her—it hadn’t even crossed my mind—but with each passing day, my attraction to her grew stronger.

When she hugged me in the party room, I didn’t dare hug her back to hold her close until those two crazy guys gave me the okay.

I say “crazy” because they’re capable of killing me if I go too far with Any—and on top of that, her father was there, though he seemed pretty preoccupied with Paula.

He deserves to be happy; he’s a young man, and Paula is gorgeous.

Any takes me by the hand to the slide—it’s a ride for adults.—“Let’s

go down together. You’ll sit behind me and hold me with your legs so we don’t pick up too much speed.”—“I can’t

put you between my legs,

” I say, almost fearfully.—

“Do you get dizzy too?

”—“Any… I… they’ll kill me if they see me hugging you and putting you between my legs.”

I’m nervous and stuttering; at that moment, there’s nothing left of the heartthrob inside me.—Why

? What are you thinking?

Shit—is she seducing me?

No, she’s innocent; she’s a teenager, although… she grew up with Ivana and Ludmila, and they always talked to her about everything in plain terms.

“Any, I…”

She turned, and when she did, she was pressed right up against me. In that instant, I summoned all my willpower; I was holding myself back from hugging her, from getting turned on, because she was so close I could smell her breath, and so that my “guy” wouldn’t betray me—I didn’t want to feel her close to me, or brush against her, or anything. I looked all around, praying that no one would see us and misinterpret the situation—maybe it was because of everything that was going through my head regarding Any.—

Come on, let’s go up and see what happens later.

She’s climbing the stairs ahead of me, leaving me staring at her ass.

We reached the last step and she stopped dead in her tracks; I took one more step and brushed against her. I was already rock hard, so I pulled away as if I’d been burned—which, in fact, I was.

It was a kind of enclosed booth, and as soon as you finish climbing up, no one can see you—unless they’re climbing up themselves and about to enter the booth.—

Careful, you’re going to fall if you walk backward.—I’m

fine. Jump in; I’ll follow you.—We’d

agreed to jump in together.—Any

, I can’t.

She smiled mischievously.—My

uncles didn’t catch on to this place.—

What do you mean?

—Well… it’s a secret. Since I’m always with Ivana and Ludmila, I find out a lot of things…—What

kind of things?

I don’t know what you’re talking about.—That

they’re always having sex everywhere—in Brisa’s kitchen… well, I saw them there myself.—Did you see

Willy naked?

I ask her, astonished and a little suspicious.—

No, just as I walked in, he had his back to me, and his pants were a little low; I didn’t actually see anything, I just guessed what was going on, and I left quickly. They also did it in Ivana’s office—that’s where she got pregnant—or maybe the next day in the shower.

She tells me with a smile and without a shred of modesty.—

Aren’t you a little too young to be finding out about all this?

—I thought you saw me as a woman.

“Yeah… but no.” “Let me tell

you, they did it at Priscila’s wedding, too.” “What

?

I don’t quite get how I’m having this conversation with Any, and at this point I think my friends are crazy and more daring than I am.”

“They’re like two rabbits—that’s what Ludmila always tells them, and also…” “Stop

it—it’s not right for you to share your aunt and uncle’s private details.”

—I’m not—I’m just saying that if they did it here, no one would see them.

She says this after telling me a few intimate details about Ivana and Willy.—Let’s

go downstairs.

I don’t want people to think I’m with Any; maybe no one would think anything of it, but… my mind keeps betraying me.—Don’t

you like talking to me?

—Any… let’s go downstairs.

She moved dangerously close.—Do you see me

as a girl or as a woman?

—Any, back off; someone might see us and…—You didn’t

answer me.

I’m losing control; I can’t do anything—she’s a minor.

She’s a minor, and you’re a man.

I keep telling myself that, but my senses are clouding over, my breathing is ragged, my body is trembling—I’ve never had her this close before.

—Any, I’m a man—not like those guys you go out with.

She looked at me, and I swear I’m the one who’s more nervous of the two of us.

She lifted her head, and her lips were practically brushing against mine.—

Any, please step back—you’re a minor. If I kiss you, I’m going to get in trouble—big trouble.—Do you like me

?

God, this is torture.—You have no

idea how much I like you.

I finally confessed.

My willpower was almost broken.—I don’t

believe it.—Any

, back off.—Why

?

—Because I’m a man who’s dying to kiss you, and you’re a little girl.—

Are you sure I’m a little girl? Just because I’m a virgin doesn’t mean I’m a little girl.—Shit

, Any, back off. You’re cornering me; I can’t move, and you’re playing with fire.

—“I know, I’ll kiss you—I like you, too.”

She pressed herself against my body and sought out my lips.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I lost control completely.

I hugged her, squeezing her against my body, and kissed her with all my passion. I know she could feel my hot, hard cock against her stomach, but she didn’t pull away—in fact, I felt her tremble in my arms. My hands grabbed her ass; I wanted to melt her into me.

I snapped back to reality when I realized that one of my hands was already inside her thong, and I heard her moan. I felt her wetness—more than that, she was soaking wet—and I was struggling to control myself because my penis was throbbing, on the verge of ejaculating.

What am I playing at?

I let her go. Now I’m more than scared—and not because someone might have seen us, but because of what I felt and because I realize this isn’t right; she’s a minor.

She reached for me, but she even told me she was a virgin… a virgin… “Any

, please get off me. This is wrong, and you know it.” “But

I liked it.”

By this point, I was the one trembling; I couldn’t tell her how much I’d enjoyed feeling her like that—I was even flustered.—Any

, please, if they find out I kissed you, they’ll kill me.

I use my friends as an excuse—I really need to get out of there and away from her.—You touched me, too

.—GET

DOWN HERE NOW.

She finally came down. What I did

is crazy; I lost all control, and this little brat is driving me nuts.

I’ve never been so turned on that I came in my clothes—it hurts all over from holding back.

I don’t understand the almost wild attraction I feel for her; at this point, I couldn’t deny it.

I know I can’t cross that line—that’s final, and I’m clear on it—I can’t have a relationship with her.

As soon as I managed to get my erection to subside a little, I threw myself down the slide; I couldn’t even look at my friends.