SouthByWest
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I imagine this as a kind of epiphany, somewhat in the style of Joyce in Dubliners.
A girl/woman in her 20s or 30s has a husband or serious boyfriend. She has been a good girl all her life, the result of expectations by her family, her friends and herself. She is very sensual and loves fucking, loves her bf/husband in the way that gf's and wives do, of course finds other men attractive in the way all women do, but cheating is just not something she could ever see herself doing.
Nonetheless, to her complete surprise, one day it just happens. How is not so important, but somehow mood, circumstances, desire, opportunity and a random man result in her letting down her vigilance and her guard just momentarily, she somehow fails to say no at any of the right times, she temporarily loses control, and lust of a kind previously unknown to her takes over and wins out, and before she can stop herself the deed is done. The story might describe this in detail, or it might begin just as she begins to come down from the sexual high.
In the immediate aftermath she is shocked at what happened, has no desire to do this ever again with that particular man, but cannot deny that her body, at least, loved it. A lot. She checks herself in a mirror and finds the tell-tale glow of the well-fucked woman, and goes about trying to erase those outward signs as quickly as possible.
Her thoughts turn to her bf/husband. Their relationship has been based on complete trust and fidelity. But for that reason she decides she cannot tell him about this, it will certainly be the end. But she is terrified that as soon as he sees her he will immediately know that she has cheated, that it will be as if the word "SLUT" has been lipsticked in all caps and in the brightest colors all across her forehead. She does her best to calm herself down; she is successful on the outside, but inside all is craziness.
The heart of the story begins here. How she prepares herself for the next time she sees him (it could be very soon in the case of a husband, or possibly days in the case of a bf, or longer if someone is away working). The story describes everything going on in her head as she wants desperately not to be found out, but fears equally desperately that she will.
And then, at the moment of truth, it's entirely anticlimactic, immediately obvious that he suspects nothing. Her mind was about to explode, but he is totally normal, and she immediately falls into that sense of normality and closeness with him.
And yet, so much has changed. She knows that she is no longer the good girl she thought she was. She cheated on her man, experienced sexual ecstasy with another man, and yet, despite the fact that she was sure it would be obvious to everyone, most of all to him, he remains oblivious. But she will never forget. And then she realizes that if she could lose control like this once, it could happen again, and the world has suddenly changed enormously. And the climax of the story, the epiphany if you will, are all the thoughts and feelings she has as she realizes the enormity of the change. Nothing needs to be decided in that moment, but what does need to be described is the sense of the world seeming so much larger and freer, the possibilities open to her so much wider, her previously unassailable confidence in her ability to close off that part of the world shattered, and her sense of who she is just gone. And yet this new world is now, somehow, hers. One can imagine all kinds of ways she will go about it.
A girl/woman in her 20s or 30s has a husband or serious boyfriend. She has been a good girl all her life, the result of expectations by her family, her friends and herself. She is very sensual and loves fucking, loves her bf/husband in the way that gf's and wives do, of course finds other men attractive in the way all women do, but cheating is just not something she could ever see herself doing.
Nonetheless, to her complete surprise, one day it just happens. How is not so important, but somehow mood, circumstances, desire, opportunity and a random man result in her letting down her vigilance and her guard just momentarily, she somehow fails to say no at any of the right times, she temporarily loses control, and lust of a kind previously unknown to her takes over and wins out, and before she can stop herself the deed is done. The story might describe this in detail, or it might begin just as she begins to come down from the sexual high.
In the immediate aftermath she is shocked at what happened, has no desire to do this ever again with that particular man, but cannot deny that her body, at least, loved it. A lot. She checks herself in a mirror and finds the tell-tale glow of the well-fucked woman, and goes about trying to erase those outward signs as quickly as possible.
Her thoughts turn to her bf/husband. Their relationship has been based on complete trust and fidelity. But for that reason she decides she cannot tell him about this, it will certainly be the end. But she is terrified that as soon as he sees her he will immediately know that she has cheated, that it will be as if the word "SLUT" has been lipsticked in all caps and in the brightest colors all across her forehead. She does her best to calm herself down; she is successful on the outside, but inside all is craziness.
The heart of the story begins here. How she prepares herself for the next time she sees him (it could be very soon in the case of a husband, or possibly days in the case of a bf, or longer if someone is away working). The story describes everything going on in her head as she wants desperately not to be found out, but fears equally desperately that she will.
And then, at the moment of truth, it's entirely anticlimactic, immediately obvious that he suspects nothing. Her mind was about to explode, but he is totally normal, and she immediately falls into that sense of normality and closeness with him.
And yet, so much has changed. She knows that she is no longer the good girl she thought she was. She cheated on her man, experienced sexual ecstasy with another man, and yet, despite the fact that she was sure it would be obvious to everyone, most of all to him, he remains oblivious. But she will never forget. And then she realizes that if she could lose control like this once, it could happen again, and the world has suddenly changed enormously. And the climax of the story, the epiphany if you will, are all the thoughts and feelings she has as she realizes the enormity of the change. Nothing needs to be decided in that moment, but what does need to be described is the sense of the world seeming so much larger and freer, the possibilities open to her so much wider, her previously unassailable confidence in her ability to close off that part of the world shattered, and her sense of who she is just gone. And yet this new world is now, somehow, hers. One can imagine all kinds of ways she will go about it.
