Sheet in the workshop
The plant of the old factory smelled of cold varnish and metal. Ana had opened the sliding door at eleven o’clock; the LED lights hanging from the ceiling painted white stripes on the concrete floor. She had arranged the benches, set the sandpaper aside and placed a wool blanket on the cutting table. There was no wood or sawdust left: only a clear space and the feeling that everything could start or not, according to what each one decided.
Paul came first. He took off his jacket and hung it off a hook, looking at the blanket as if it were the only piece of furniture that mattered. Seeing Anna, he smiled shyly contained.
"I have brought the box of condoms and gel. I have left them in the closet under the table," he said, dropping on the palm of his hand three golden packets for her to see.
Anna nodded and, in return, pulled out of her purse a notepad of rings where, that morning, they had written four paragraphs.
"We read this first," he recalled. "And if anyone wants to add or withdraw something, here is the pen.
Lola and Nico appeared minutes later, together, with light backpacks and the face washed by the night air. Lola wore a shirt of wide straps and a loose pants; Nico was in jeans and a checkered flannel shirt that opened as soon as he walked through the door.
"Good," said Lola, leaving the backpack by the wall. "Is there anything you want to adjust before you start?"
Paul extended the notebook. The four drew near.
The first two paragraphs mentioned consensual practices: kisses, caresses, oral sex, penetration, toys, guarded shifts. The third paragraph specified that anyone could stop everything with the word "red" and that, if someone felt uncomfortable but did not want to break the moment, the gesture of the open palm would suffice. The last paragraph made it clear that there was no public; everyone participated or, at least, everyone could ask for attention.
"Something to add?" asked Nico, holding the pen.
Lola pointed to the phrase that mentioned anal sex.
"I'm still the same: I like it with my fingers, but not with my penis tonight.
Everyone agreed. Ana crossed out the word “penis” and wrote “toes only, if it arises, with lubricant and slow”. Lola smiled and signed down.
"Then we began," said Paul, looking at the clock. "Ten minutes to speak or to take off our clothes?"
"Let's start with the clothes," said Nico. "I have a slow pace. First one garment per person, in a circle.
They formed an irregular run around the blanket. Ana barefooted her booties; Lola took off her shirt and remained in a black bra; Nico dropped two buttons off his shirt; Paul left his socks on the bench. They laughed when they saw each other. There was no hurry.
On the third lap they were already in underwear. The fresh air of the ship rubbed Lola’s skin and raised her forearms. Ana perceived the change in temperature and reached out to rub her arms.
"May I?" he asked.
"Sure," replied Lola, turning to make Ana's palms slide through her shoulder blades.
Nico stood behind Paul and surrounded his waist. The contact was soft: first the touch of the abdomen, then a kiss on the back of his neck. Paul sighed and let his head fall back.
Lola turned again and found Anna’s lips. The kiss was slow, with a slow tongue and teeth that barely pulled from the lower lip. Ana savoured the cherry balm that Lola wore. When they separated, they both breathed deeper.
"Shall we continue?" Paul asked, and everyone answered, "Yes."
Nico knelt down in front of Paul and lowered his underpants. Paul remained naked, the erection leaning on his belly. Nico passed his tongue through the palm of his hand before surrounding his penis. He began with a slow upward and descending movement, looking Paul in the eyes.
"Well like that?" he asked.
"Better if you press a little harder," answered Paul, and Nico obeyed while looking at him.
Lola placed herself on all fours on the blanket, inviting Ana to stand behind. Ana passed her fingers through the outline of the lace panties and waited.
"Can I put them down for you?" he asked.
"Do it," Lola replied, arching her back.
The panties went down to her knees. Ana kissed the back of a thigh and then climbed up, rubbing the back of her buttocks with her lips. When she reached the center, Lola let out a soft groan and separated her legs further.
Nico looked at the two men standing still. Paul kept his eyes narrowed, taking Nico’s hand. Anna looked up and proposed a change.
"Lola, would you like to lie on your back? So I can go on with my mouth and you can see.
Lola nodded and fell on the blanket. “Anna lay between her open legs. Before starting, she raised her face.
- Tell me if you don't like something.
"I will," Lola promised.
Anna’s tongue drew circles on the clitoris. Lola leaned one hand on Ana’s hair and the other on her own chest, pinching her nipple. Every time Anna changed her rhythm, Lola responded with a sigh or a “yes, right there”.
Paul and Nico approached each other so as not to miss the image. Nico lay next to Lola and began kissing her neck while Anna was still between her legs. Paul stood behind Nico and passed a hand through her chest.
"I want to see you inside Lola," Paul asked. "Lola, do you agree?"
Lola raised her head and smiled.
"Only if Nico wants to and if you use lubricant," he replied.
Nico took a condom from the box that they had left open. He sat on Lola and asked her again.
- Are you sure?
"Totally," she said, guiding him with her hand until he entered slowly.
Paul knelt behind Nico. With gel in his fingers, he began to prepare Nico. When two fingers entered without resistance, Nico released a severe groan that made Lola squeeze around him.
"Go on?" Paul asked.
"Yes, but slowly," said Nico.
Paul put on a condom and, with more lubricant, placed himself. He pushed once, stopped, waited for Nico’s signal. When Nico retreated an inch, Paul advanced another. He entered completely and the three remained still, adjusting breaths.
Anna approached Lola, kissed her forehead and asked her quietly:
- You want me to kiss you while they move?
"Please," Lola replied.
Anna gave him wet kisses on her lips and held her hand. Nico and Paul’s movements were accompanied: Paul pushed, Nico entered Lola, Lola groaned against Anna’s mouth. The sound of skin against skin was mixed with short breaths.
After a few minutes, Nico raised an open hand and Paul stopped.
"I need to change my position," Nico said. "It's coming too fast.
They separated carefully. Lola lay down, her chest going up and down. Anna caressed her belly.
"Do you want us to stop for a while?" he asked.
“No,” Lola replied. “I just want to change roles. Anna, would you like Paul to be inside you while Nico licks me?
Anne looked at Paul, who nodded.
"Perfect," she accepted.
They were placed again. Ana on all fours, Pablo on the back, lubricant and condom ready. Nico lay face up under Lola, who sat on his face. Lola laid her hands on the ground to keep the balance.
Paul entered Anna with only one gentle motion. She closed her eyes and let the air go.
"Tell me how you like it," he asked.
"Deep and slow at first," answered Anna.
Paul obeyed. Anna felt every inch, the heat of his hands on her hips and the rubbing of Lola’s knees against hers. On the other hand, Lola’s groaning became more intense; Nico had his tongue busy and his hands holding his thighs.
The rhythm was speeding up without anyone asking for it. Anna asked for more depth with her hip back; Paul responded with firm thrusts. Lola bowed forward and reached to kiss Anna. The kiss was clumsy, full of teeth and saliva, but neither of them turned away.
Nico raised his hand to warn him. Lola rose from his face and fell aside.
"I want to run with Anna's hand," Nico said.
Anna turned around, lay next to her, and surrounded Nico’s penis with a damp hand. Paul placed himself behind her again and went back in, this time faster. The four bodies formed a changing knot: searching hands, kissing mouths, breaths that were synchronized.
Lola knelt next to Nico and kissed his neck while Ana masturbated him. When Nico began to tighten, Ana tightened her hand and he ran between his fingers with a long groan. Lola kissed him on the forehead and whispered to him that he was beautiful.
Paul came out of Anna and took off his condom. Anna turned to him and asked him:
- You want me to run you?
"Yes," answered Paul, giving him control.
Ana knocked him on his back and sat astridely on his belly. He masturbated him with his hand that still had traces of Nico’s orgasm. Paul closed his eyes and ran over his own chest, gasping. Anna bowed and kissed him in the corner of his lips.
Lola, who had been watching, raised her hand open.
"Does anyone want us to stop here?" he asked.
Everyone said no.
"Then," Lola continued, "I would like Anna to make me run with her fingers while you see Paul and Nico.
Paul and Nico looked at each other, smiled and approached each other. They kissed each other on their feet, with their hands on each other’s buttocks. Anna placed herself between Lola’s legs again. She inserted two fingers and curved upwards, looking for the point she already knew. Lola arched her back and let a sharp groan escape.
"So don't stop," he asked.
Anna kept the rhythm, with her thumb on the clitoris. Lola ran with a tremor that ran through her thighs and a scream that resonated in the empty ship. When she calmed down, Ana slowly removed her fingers and cleaned them with a towel that they had left ready.
The four lay together on the blanket, forming a rectangle of sweaty bodies. Paul caressed Nico’s hair; Lola had her head resting on Anne’s shoulder.
"Does anyone want to add something that was missing?" asked Anna.
Nico raised a hand.
"I miss a glass of water and someone tell me a bad joke.
Lola laughed and pointed to the portable refrigerator they had brought.
- There's water.
They joined slowly. Pablo gave bottles; Ana distributed wet wipes. They were cleaned between laughter and some other comment on bruised knees.
When they were dressed again, Paul picked up the notebook and kept it.
"We have fulfilled everything we write," he said.
"Even more," Lola added. "I liked that no one just stared.
Ana turned off the LED lights. The ship smelled only cold varnish and metal. Before closing the sliding door, Lola looked back.
- Next month again?
"With the same notebook," said Nico.
And the four of them went out into the street, still with hot skin and the certainty that, next time, they would negotiate again every step before taking it.
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