This is a flash fiction short story about nudity, sex, love and marriage.

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It was Saturday night in Pittsburgh.  The days were hot but the nights were still cool so there was no need yet for air conditioning.  The young husband was about to make love to his young wife when she said, “Who was that woman you said hello to?”


“At karaoke.  When I came back from the ladies room.”

“Oh, Jackie Fuller.”  The young husband slide off his wife’s body.

The bedroom was dark except for the dim silvery glow of moonlight.

“What’s wrong?” the wife said.


They rested side by side in silence.

The wife said, “So that was Jackie Fuller.”

“She came in to pick up her take out.”

“She’s quite a specimen.”

He said, “And she let’s everybody know it.”

“Does she always dress like that?”

“Ever since I’ve known her,” he said.

“Makes me wonder why you didn’t marry her.”

“Hon,” he said.  “Please.”

“How long did you two date?”

“Long enough for me to realize she’s just a party girl.  I didn’t want a party girl.  I wanted a wife.  I wanted you.”

For several moments the young couple rested side by side.  Then the wife covered his body with hers.

She said, “I want to try it.”

“Try what?”

“You know.”

“Oh,” he said.

He closed his eyes.  After several moments, to his surprise he saw Jackie Fuller’s face…

Then his wife said, “I guess I’m not very good at it.”

The husband kept his eyes closed.  Eventually, the husband saw his wife’s loving face.  Several moments later the young wife laughed.  She said, “I guess I’m getting better at it.”

He said, “Can’t you tell?  Now just don’t stop.”

“For you, sweetheart, anything.”

For several moments she could not talk.  She did not want to talk.  She was happy not to be able to talk.  Finally, with a satisfied sigh she asked, “Did I do okay?”

“Honey, couldn’t you tell?  Come here.”

Girls Gone Wild

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  • WriteEditSeek on Sep 4, 2009

    Good use of dialogue to carry the story. I like the sweet ending, too. Well done.

  • Guy Hogan on Sep 4, 2009

    Thank you, WriteEditSeek: I wanted to tell a story about intimacy, trust …lots of things. I figured the reader could easily figure out what the couple were doing so that the sex becomes a metaphor for everything else.

    In a well written story sex is never just about sex.

  • LoveDoctor on Apr 12, 2010

    I would have never mentioned the other woman to him. I like the ending though.

  • Guy Hogan on Apr 12, 2010

    Marlene, you’re right. In real life she should have never said anything about the other woman. But if that happened here I wouldn’t have a story.


  • Snooky on May 3, 2010

    I liked it cute and qoquettish something easily pictured. And I like your blog picking up some tips here to work on mine.

  • quiet voice on May 21, 2011

    …Such a good writer.

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