“Um, so you’re far more charming than anyone else I’ve met here,” I said. My voice was strained and I felt a bit confused, maybe hot and bothered? I couldn’t tell and my thoughts wouldn’t collect quickly enough. It had been such a long time since I’d felt hot and bothered by anyone but Dana.
“Quite, and I’m in town for only a short period so there is no need to be coy,” Tala swept her hand behind her towards the loft. “I’m hosting your company while I’m in town since they have produced good business with me in the past but I’ll be leaving soon. I stay too long and my ex-husband might try to convince me his cock is all I needed.”
I didn’t know how to make small talk of this so I produced an awkward response instead. “Divorced?” I asked her as if I didn’t know what the word was. Saying it made me feel tainted as if she’d poisoned me with the idea.
“Yes, years in the making,” She said watching me intrigued as I swayed uncomfortably with the topic. “My husband and I had too much in common; business, domineering personalities, and an enjoyment of women. The latter won out for me so we parted ways.”
“Oh,” was all I replied. I looked over my shoulder for Dana. I wondered if it would be rude to just turn and walk away.
Tala’s spoke loudly to gain my attention. “We don’t need to discuss that. I would much rather be discussing you. How long have you worked with the company.”
When I looked to her again Tala’s face wore a playful smile and it hit me that she’d probably done this all too often. I shouldn’t be here. I needed to walk away but I felt drawn to her.
I blurted out an answer. “I’m married.” I wanted to slap myself in the forehead when I heard myself speak. So many other ways to respond like, I’m not a lawyer but my wife is, and still I chose that.
She laughed. “You’re wedding ring tells me that,” She pointed to my hand that still held my glass of old fashioned.
“So you’ll understand when I say…” I started to reply.
“I understand this means that you’re probably trapped and in need of some freedom like I was. I can give you that.”
“Uh, excuse me I don’t need anything from you.” With that I urged myself to turn and walk away.
I returned to the mixer, unable to find Dana. I feel light headed and unfocused my heart raced. I needed a moment and searched the loft for a bathroom. I had to inquire to one of the other guest who directed me upstairs to the first door on the left.
Once inside restroom I locked the door behind me and rested the glass on the top of toilet. I took a moment to breath and I looked into the mirror, staring into my own eyes, wondering what was going on. Why was I so overwhelmed and I knew the answer, it’s because I wanted Tala. I contemplated the revelation when I heard the doorknob turn and jiggle as someone attempted to enter.
- excerpt from One Night
This idea was requested by a friend. She wanted a lesbian erotica and I like a story so I combined the two. I like sex scenes but I like them to have a purpose (in real life tthat isn' always the case and they just happen but I'll save that for another story). In the orignal draft I played around with the idea of the characters being in a world where their marraige was always legal. This was forcing out the idea of the promiscuous lesbian and that our marraiges could not be held to the same level as heterosexual. For this draft a I focused instead on the emotional rolloer coaster of the main character L'oreal. Often times we don't share what we're going through even when it can save use from making a mistake. For the full read go here.
