A type of LW story I'd like to read

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Imagine a variety of married women, 20s to 40s, youthful, attractive, with healthy sex lives and sexual appetites, aware of their own attractiveness and the attraction of other men to them, wanting to remain faithful to their husbands, yet confronting, in the ordinary course of their lives, multiple come-ons, (= offers of sex), however blatant or nuanced, every day from other men, some of whom they themselves find attractive and whom, absent marriage or the vow of faithfulness, they would be delighted to fuck.

In other words, the actual daily lived experience of so many married women.

I'd want to hear this story told from a woman's perspective: what is it like to be in this position, wanting to be faithful to her husband and yet to have to deal with the near-constant, daily offers and temptations of illicit sex and the natural, and sometimes naturally intense, demands of her own desire (and whose husband, on average, is probably not capable of giving her anywhere near the peak sexual experience of which her body and mind are capable, no matter how highly he thinks of his own sexual abilities).

In other words, quite the opposite situation of most husbands, for whom opportunities to fuck other women are not nearly so plentiful and so clearly on offer, and whose sexual needs are usually so much more easily satisfied, often by the woman he is married to.

And, obviously, a realistic telling, not the cartoon version.

I'm assuming that Marcel Proust is not a contributing Lit author, but it would be nice to read attempts by writers with high ambitions who are looking to find a new kind of LW narrative.
 
I love this idea!

You mention Marcel Proust who happens to be on my bedside table just now.

Trying to emulate his way of writing would be a challenge, but possible. But the likelihood of succeeding is slim. And if I would succeed against all odds, then most Lit readers
would be overwhelmed.
 
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I love this idea!

You mention Marcel Proust who happens to be on my bedside table just now.

Trying to emulate his way of writing would be a challenge, but possible. But the likelihood of succeeding is slim. And if I would succeed against all odds, then most Lit readers
would be overwhelmed.
Isn't Proust a little heavy? If he sits on your table won't he break it?
 
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