Adulting with Consequences
Written in a conversational tone. Enjoy!
FADE IN:
It's morning, and we're in a supermarket parking lot. Gerald is putting his shopping bags into his car's trunk. Julie approaches him.
Julie: Hey, Gerry! Aren't you supposed to be at work today?
Gerald: Oh, Julie. Hi. Nope, no work for me today. My wife has one of those nine-day fortnights, so today is my "me time." I usually get one day a month and choose a Monday to make it a three-day weekend. But I had to be at the office on Monday this week, so I took Tuesday instead. He's at work, so I thought I'd enjoy a relaxed day at home.
Julie: Sounds nice, but my garden is like a fishbowl. No privacy at all.
Gerald: That's one reason I picked our house - it's at the end of a cul-de-sac and on a bend, so the only way people can see into our garden is by using a satellite.
Julie: Yeah, well, maybe I'll just have to deal with it. I'll go home and drink instant coffee with my neighbors gawking.
Gerald: Why don't you come to my house and have a fresh-brewed one instead? I promise no neighbors will be gawking.
(Under his breath)
I might gawk a little, too.
Julie: That does sound nice. Should I follow you there?
(Inside Gerald's kitchen)
Gerald starts filling a coffee maker with fresh beans.
Julie: Wow, that looks complicated. I just use a kettle.
Gerald: I prefer this. It grinds the beans and froths the milk. The coffee is always fresh and hot. Once you've tried it, it's hard to go back to instant.
Julie: I actually drink more tea than coffee.
Gerald: What type of coffee would you like?
Julie: I want it white with one sugar, but not too strong. I'm not sure what "strong" is.
Gerald turns the strength dial to medium and presses a button. The coffee maker starts grinding the beans and frothes the milk.
(In Gerald's garden)
Julie: Gosh, I'm so jealous! I can't see any windows from here, except yours.
Julie is lying on a sun lounger, her skirt pulled up to expose her legs. The coffee cup is sitting on the grass next to her.
Gerald: This place is peaceful. You could pretty much do anything here without being noticed.
Julie: Anything? Like... going topless?
Gerald: You know, it's private.
Julie: Yeah, I guess I could sunbathe in the nude... although you definitely didn't have that in mind, did you? There's a noise I can't place. What is it?
Gerald: I don't hear anything.
Julie: It sounds like a water pump, but we don't have a pond, and I can hear it running but not water.
Gerald: Oh, right... the hot tub. It's in the summerhouse.
Julie walks over to the summerhouse, opens the door, and stares inside.
Julie: Wow! There's a hot tub at the gym I go to, but there are always kids around. I've never had the chance to use it.
Gerald: Nobody uses this one. It's just for me.
Julie: My God, you're so lucky! Where is it?
Julie sits up and looks around the garden. Gerald can't help but notice he has a clear view up her skirt.
Gerald: It's in the summerhouse.
Julie walks over to the summerhouse, opens the door, and gazes inside.
That's a shame. I'd use it constantly if I had one. She doesn't use it, though?
Gerald
No, but I do. I adore the feeling of being steamy and sweaty and unclothed; the bathtub is like a dream come true for me.
Julie
But are you alone in there? That doesn't seem like dream time to me.
Gerald
Well, come join me, and you'll see what I mean.
Julie
I don't have a costume, silly.
Gerald
I don't think you heard what I said.
Julie
Yes, I did, but I chose to ignore it. It was inappropriate.
Julie sits down on the sun lounger once more, hiking up her skirt so her legs can soak in the sun.
Julie
I can't stand laying in the sun while fully clothed; it's just not right, in my opinion.
Gerald
It's quiet enough out here that you could tan all over if you wanted to.
Julie
And you're still here. If she came home and found me naked in the backyard, what would she say?
Gerald
Well, one, she won't be home for a while. Two, the front door is locked, so she can't get in. Plus, you've raised your skirt so high that it's like you're not wearing it anyway.
Julie
You locked me in?
Gerald
No, I left the key in the door. You're always welcome to let yourself out if you wanted to.
Julie removes her skirt and blouse, leaving them on the grass.
Julie
Are you satisfied now?
Gerald
Definitely. The view in the garden has significantly improved.
Gerald rolls onto his side and stares directly at Julie on the sun lounger next to him. She turns to face him.
Julie
If I'd known I'd be seen in my underwear, I'd have worn matching bra and panties.
Gerald
If I'd known this was the day I'd finally see you in your bra and panties, I would've worn less fitting clothes.
Julie
Finally?
Gerald
Yes.
Julie
Oh. You're a married man. I don't believe you - you're always so presumptuous.
Gerald
Oh, but believe me, Julia. You can trust me to be a man.
Julie
What do you mean by that?
Gerald
What do you think I mean, Christ Jules? We're not teenagers.
Gerald sits up and then kneels by Julie on the sun lounger. He leans over her lips, and as they break apart and Julie begins to kiss him back, his hand slips beneath the fabric of her bra.
Julie
Stop it, Gerry.
She moves to the far side of the sun lounger.
Julie
This is wrong. We're married people.
Gerald
You're the one who disrobed yourself. I simply thought that, well, you know.
Julie
I know what you thought. No, Gerry.
She holds up her skirt and steps into it before tugging it up and fastening her blouse. Her hair is a mess, and her blouse is sticking out of her skirt, making her look disheveled.
Gerald shrugs and returns to the sun lounger. Julie follows.
In Gerald's kitchen, Julie stands behind him, adjusting her blouse.
Julie: Can you believe this? We're married, for goodness sake.
Gerald: If someone saw us right now, they'd think we just got out of bed. That's what couples do, you know?
Julie: Right, when they're married to each other, not us.
Gerald: Doesn't matter. He turns around, his face inches away from Julie's. They stare at each other. Gerald leans in and kisses her again. Julie kisses back, then pulls away.
Julie: Come on, Gerry, cut it out.
Gerald: I think your mind's protesting while your body's yearning.
Julie: Listening to yourself?
Gerald: You didn't pull away right away.
Julie: Stop it, I was caught up in the moment. A mistake, anyone could make.
He kisses her again.
Gerald: I think you protest a little too much.
Julie: This is wrong.
Gerald: It feels right to me.
Julie: (Quietly) It doesn't to me. I don't do this.
Gerald gently pulls Julie towards him and kisses her once more.
Gerald: You seem to be putting up a fight, but I think you actually like it.
Julie: It's a mistake, a big one.
Gerald: So I see.
He undoes the buttons on her blouse and pulls it away from her skirt. He lifts her skirt, bunches her panties, and slips them down.
CUT TO:
Inside Gerald's bedroom, Gerald and Julie lie naked in bed, Julie tucked into his arms.
Julie: So, what does this mean?
Gerald: What do you mean "what does this mean?"
Julie: Well, was it a one-time thing or...?
Gerald: I made the most of an opportunity, and I'll do it again.
Julie tugs away from him, pushing him aside.
Julie: You pig, is that all it was?
Gerald: Well, what do you expect me to say? Are you planning on leaving your husband?
Julie: Not really, but...
Gerald: No buts. It was a stolen pleasure between two adults. It doesn't have to be more, but it could be a lot more - pleasure-wise.
Julie: It would become trouble if our spouses found out.
Gerald: They wouldn't change the pleasure it was for us, only the trouble it might cause them.
Julie: Is that how you always reason things?
Gerald: When it comes to this, yes.
Julie: When's your next day off?
Gerald: Why?
Julie: Because I might want to come back.
Gerald: To what?
Julie: The pleasure.
Julie: Pig.
FADE OUT:
In Gerald's kitchen two weeks later, Gerald prepares coffee.
Julie calls on the phone.
Julie: Hello?
Gerald: Hey, what's up?
Julie: I wanted to know if you were home.
Gerald: Oh, yeah, I've been here a couple of weeks.
Julie: Typically my every other Friday.
Gerald: Yep, the crappy weather has me inside. Not much gardening today.
Julie: How about a hot tub? I always wanted to try it.
Gerald: It's not available if you're still in my bed.
Julie: Because you didn't let me leave.
Gerald: You didn't try very hard either.
Julie: Stop it; will you always use that logic?
Gerald: When it comes to pleasure, yes.
Julie: When can I come over again?
Gerald: Any time it suits you.
Julie: How about now?
Gerald: Sure.
CUT TO:
Inside Gerald's kitchen, Gerald pours a cup of coffee while on the phone with Julie.
Julie: I'm here.
Gerald: On the patio then?
Julie: Great.
They both laugh.
CUT TO:
Gerald and Julie sit in the hot tub, sipping coffee, laughing at the situation.
Julie: It was worth the risk.
Gerald: Definitely.
Julie wasn't completely convinced,
Gerald: So, you want to drop by and give the hot tub a try?
Julie: Yeah, my swimwear is ready.
Gerald: I'm typically sans-clothes in the tub.
Julie: Oh. In that case, I guess it won't matter.
Gerald: There's really no issue, considering I've already seen every bit of you.
Julie: True.
(She breathes deeply over the phone)
I can be there in just a few minutes if you're free.
Gerald: I was expecting your call. I actually arranged to be home for the occasion. The tub is all set up and ready. Shall I make you a cup of joe when you arrive?
Julie: No, could I have one after the hot tub?
Gerald sets his coffee down and takes a sip while waiting in the kitchen, naked. He waits by the door while Julie arrives.
GERALD: Welcome, Julie.
Julie: Oh dear, Gerald! What if somebody had unexpectedly shown up!
Gerald: Then they would have been invited in, much like you are.
Julie: And if it had been a bloke?
Gerald: But it wasn't. Please head to the kitchen.
Gerald steps back as Julie enters, then locks and closes the door. He rejoins her, talking.
Gerald: What's your preference? The hot tub?
Julie: Yes.
Gerald: Then, what's the issue with removing your garments?
Julie: I don't have a dressing gown or something, bad luck.
Gerald: No need for one. We're not overlooked. Nobody will see you strolling nude through someone else's garden in a hurricane.
Julie: Apart from you, that is!
Gerald: Hardly an issue after two weeks ago, is it?
Julie: Well, yes, it's disconcerting.
Gerald: Ah, but if I weren't here during such an event, I would've found another way to indulge.
Julie: Still just about sex?
Gerald: A man's thoughts won't change, even during sex. Why are you men so thrilled at the prospect of intimacy? After all, an orgasm is an orgasm.
Julie: Women often imagine means to avoid it.
Gerald: For good or ill, I'm addicted to it.
Julie: All right, I'll take off my clothes and join you at the tub.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. SUMMERHOUSE - LATER
Gerald: Just give me a moment to lift the lid!
Gerald swiftly removes the hot tub cover. He guides Julie as she climbs in. He then steps in, immersing himself into the bubbling water.
Julie: This is pretty warm, much toastier than my bathtub.
Gerald: You should've expected a "hot" tub.
Gerald conjures more jets with buttons and fills them with air bubbles.
Gerald: Perhaps you'd enjoy the details if you sat here.
Julie: Why's that? To take advantage of my weakened flesh?
Gerald: Not to jeopardize the quality of our experience. Usually, sex is better when my... lover is wetter if you catch my drift.
Julie: Indeed, I like that idea!
Gerald: So, shall we disrobe and share the experience in our natural state?
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. SUMMERHOUSE - MOMENTS LATER
Gerald: Here, take this cover off first.
Gerald removes the lid and slides it away from the tub. Keeping Julie's hand, he assists her up the steps into the tub. He then follows, settling beside her. The water park's jets come on, creating air bubbles.
Gerald: I'd recommend that position over there.
Julie: To throw caution to the wind and receive your depraved advances?
Gerald: Not at this moment. Let's just sit in our pleasant surroundings.
Julie: Okay, I'll do as you suggest.
Gerald: Good choice.
(They both relax in the tub)
Julie slides over and takes a seat next to Gerald, her face displays a look of shock before she shifts her body slightly and leans against him. Her nipples are submerged halfway in the water.
Julie: Wow, that jet is perfectly positioned.
Gerald: Yeah, I thought you'd like that. And when it comes to sex in water, well, let's just say the water isn't a particularly effective lubricant.
Julie: Oh.
There's a brief pause, and Julie starts to breathe heavily, inhaling shallow breaths. She grabs onto Gerald's arm, wringing it painfully.
Julie: Oh my God, shit.
Gerald: Enjoying yourself?
Julie merely nods and stares at Gerald, gently pulling away.
Julie: Have you always used this tub by yourself?
Gerald: Yes, she never joins me.
Julie: Do you mean she doesn't know you use it?
Gerald: No, you'd have to ask her that.
Julie: I can't exactly go asking her questions about this, can I? For one thing, I'm in here now and she might notice, and there's also the fact that she doesn't know I know about this tub and everything it offers.
Gerald shifts his position so that he's lying on top of Julie. He parts her legs and lays against her, kissing her and caressing her right breast. Julie kisses him back and reaches out to grasp him.
Gerald: Oh yeah, that feels nice.
Julie: I'd heard sex didn't work in a hot tub.
Gerald: It's the desire that counts, it's the action that's the issue. Wait till later, it'll be even better.
Julie: On second thought, if you're going to do what you did last time, you'll sink if you attempt it now.
Gerald: That's true.
Julie: That spot you've been touching is nice, ask me something.
Gerald: What?
Julie: Why? Why are you doing this? Here with me in the tub, and then later in your bed.
Gerald: Why wouldn't I want to?
Julie: But you're married.
Gerald: I could ask you the same question.
Julie: I really don't know. I'm aware that you did things to me two weeks ago that I never knew people did.
Gerald: Ah, sorry about that, I never meant for it to become an education.
Julie: Don't get me wrong, I'm not a prude. It's just that I didn't know people did that. What did you intend? What do you intend?
Gerald: Did you mean this as a question about my intentions with you specifically or with your own actions?
Julie: This with you, here and now, and then in your bed.
Gerald: Well, I can't tell you the exact reason.
Julie: I see. I understand if your marriage is falling apart.
Gerald: You mean if a man has sex with someone who isn't his wife, his marriage must be in trouble? That's what you're suggesting?
Julie: Yes, that's right.
Gerald: I highly doubt that. Cheapens you, doesn't it? That's what you think?
Julie: No, no, not exactly.
Gerald: Women are just making excuses to continue having sex. Eventually, when they think they're going to have some control over when and how often they have sex, they'll start to deny these desires, right?
Julie: You know what? I get it now.
Gerald: She must've stopped giving you what you want.
Julie: Oh, I see.
You might think nothing odd is happening. But many people, specifically men, would likely seek other options if their intimate lives become dry. Women often overlook this fact, even women who obtain their partner through affairs. It's shocking that they're then taken aback when their partner sleeps with another woman.
PIA:
I can't stand that word.
GERALD:
What word?
PIA:
I'm not repeating it. You are aware of the word.
GERALD:
Except when they yearn for intimacy and want to be treated forcefully while pretending to be raped, all they want is basic behavior from their partner. I've witnessed it, trust me.
PIA:
And have you delivered those basic actions?
GERALD:
Absolutely.
TRANSITION TO:
INT. IN THE BEDROOM. - LATER
PIA IS TIED TO THE BED. THERE IS A GAG IN HER MOUTH. GERALD IS BRUTALLY SEXUALLY ASSAULTING HER, PULLING HER BREASTS, THRUSTING SEVERELY INTO HER, NOISELY GROWLING AS HE THRUSTS. SHE IS ODDLY MOANING AS IF IN PAIN.
HE REACHES CLIMATE AND COLAPSES ON TOP OF HER, SHE CONTINUES MOANING THROUGH THE GAG.
GERALD ROLLS OFF PIA, THERE IS AN AUDIBLE SLURP AS HIS PENIS SLIP OUT. HE UNDONES THE GAG AND THEN SITS BACK ON THE BED, LEAVING PIA TIED UP.
PIA:
Is that all done now?
GERALD:
For now, something else. Why? Did you want more?
PIA:
No, I'm not even sure if I liked that.
GERALD:
But you're still uncertain. I can tell it.
PIA:
What are you referring to?
GERALD:
You know what, there was no, shall we say, struggle.
PIA:
Obviously, I couldn't resist after you bound me and put a gag in my mouth.
GERALD:
That wasn't what I was implying. You were engorged with juices.
PIA:
I don't think so.
GERALD:
I know.
GERALD UNDOES THE RESTRAINT ON PIA'S RIGHT HAND AND INSTRUCTS HER TO PUT HER HAND INTO HER GENITALIA.
GERALD:
Feel the wetness. Understand what you wanted? What were you fantasizing about?
PIA:
This is all so wrong. I should not be here, let alone experiencing pretend rape. I am going home right now. Please release me.
GERALD:
No, I said I'd consider it, not that I would stop.
GERALD LEAVES THE BED AND GOES TO THE BATHROOM. PIA HEARS THE SOUND OF HIM USING THE TOILET. HE RETURNS TO THE BED.
GERALD SITS BETWEEN PIA'S LEGS, BENDS FORWARD SO HE IS TACTILELY TOUCHING HER.
GERALD:
Now proceed to fantasize.
(HE INTERRUPTS FOR A FEW SECONDS)
I wasn't sure if I'd mean it, but I didn't intend to fake-rape you. Do you consider that?
(HE INTERRUPTS FOR A FEW MORE SECONDS)
Pretend rape? Did you believe I might force myself upon you?
PIA:
No, I thought you'd assault me.
PIA ENTERS THE BATHROOM WHILE GERALD WASHES HIS FACE. SHE SITS AT THE COUNTER AND PUTS HER ARMS ON HIS SHOULDERS.
PIA:
That frightened me a bit.
GERALD:
In what way do you see me?
PIA:
I genuinely mean, what kind of guy do you imagine I see you as?
GERALD:
As someone who might rape you?
PIA:
No, that's not my point.
GERALD:
I'm curious. Do you see me as a potential rapist?
Pia remains quiet.
You're misunderstanding me. I willingly slept with you, not a rapist. I never considered you a rapist while sleeping with you. What frightened me was your sudden change in behavior, which I couldn't distinguish from an act.
Julie nestles her head on his shoulders, her arms wrapping around him.
Gerald
Dear Lord, Jesus, this is crazy.
Julie
Do you want to stop? Should I leave?
Gerald
Not at all. It initially started as a random hookup with a girl I had lusted after for years.
Julie
Thanks a lot.
Gerald
I was honest with you then.
Julie
Sometimes, maybe you could be a bit less upfront.
Gerald
I can't afford to lie to you when I'm already lying to my wife.
Julie
What are you implying?
Gerald
It's turned into an affair. I don't want it to end.
Julie
Red flags.
Julie observes his reflection in the shaving mirror as she strokes his shoulders. His eyes stare deep into hers.
Julie
Maybe we should just make love in bed instead of what you just did.
Julie reaches down, clasping his hand and leads him back to the bed.
CUT TO:
INT. A HOTEL RECEPTION - NIGHT
Julie
Hello. Mr. Gerald Smith, please.
Receptionist
Who should I say is here?
Julie
Juliette Jones.
Receptionist
I'll call him. (PAUSES AND LISTENS) Hello, yes, I have Juliette Jones here for you. (PAUSES AGAIN) Uh-huh. Okay, I'll send her to you.
Julie
This is what everyone thinks they know.
Receptionist
What do you mean by that?
Julie
A clandestine meeting. No one knows we're here.
Receptionist
Well, yes, I've figured that out.
Julie
It's thrilling, isn't it? I'm having it for the first time.
Receptionist
Indeed, we have several of these kinds of reservations booked daily. It's quite amusing, truly. As if we'd actually tell anyone and drive away customers.
Julie
I hadn't considered that, I just hoped it wouldn't be so obvious. Oh, dear.
Receptionist
Don't worry, love. We won't tell. Room service is particularly popular in such situations.
Julie
That's why you recommended it, huh? Okay, probably see you later, bye.
CUT TO:
INT. A HOTEL BEDCHAMBER - MOMENTS LATER
There's a knock at the door. Gerald opens it, holding it ajar for Julie to walk inside.
Julie
Mr. Smith.
Gerald
Ms. Jones.
Julie
The receptionist claims room service is the norm for secret encounters.
Gerald
Ah, and let's be unique by eating at the restaurant instead.
Julie
Isn't that risky? If someone we know spots us, how would we justify that?
Gerald
If it's a man, silence him with seduction. If it's a woman, well, I'll seduce her.
Julie
You're joking, right?
Gerald
No, God no, why would I make a joke about this?
Julie
You're playing a joke on me, admit it. Do you want me to sleep with someone else?
Gerald
Lighten up, Jules.
Julie
You had me going there for a minute.
Gerald
Want to freshen up?
Julie
Going for a shower sounds nice. How big is it?
Gerald
Too small for anything exciting. I'll wash your back.
Julie
What? That's wholesome.
Gerald
Not exactly, but if I'm washing your back, it shouldn't be a problem.
Julie
Huh. Nah, that's mundane.
Gerald
Want to get rid of that scrunchy thing?
Julie
Be careful with it; it's rough.
Gerald
My intent was to wash your back, and I won't be using any other part of it.
As Julie undresses, Gerald watches and smirks. She then struts towards the shower, stepping in.
GERALD
Can you pass me the scrunchy thing?
Julie
Keep it away from my head; it looks rough.
Gerald
Less breaking the mood, I'm intending to wash your back, so I shouldn't have any issues.
Julie rotates around in the shower and confronts Gerald.
"You know, it was really a sweltering and sticky endeavor."
Flash to:
Int. A Hotel Bedroom - Later
Gerald groans as he comes, Julie shudders as she has her orgasm and clings desperately to Gerald.
Gerald: "Damn"
Julie: "Wimp. It was only a tad of a squeeze"
(Between Gasps)
Gerald: "Is there a likelihood of needing a rabies shot?"
Julie: "Your humor can be difficult to deal with, I suppose."
Gerald: "My humor isn't as vicious as your nails." Now, where does he think you are tonight?"
Julie: "Out with Amanda. I had a chat with her earlier on the telephone, so everything's covered. She won't be answering her phone this evening and Pete doesn't have her mobile number."
Gerald: "She's going to cover for you? Why would she do that?"
Julie: "Well, as you can see, I am on a close level with her. She warned me that this would result in heartache."
Julie's arms glide away, and Gerald rolls off Julie onto his back, Julie lies on her side and strokes the hairs on his chest.
Gerald: "Christ, Julie. Just so you're aware, this isn't your first affair, is it?"
Julie: "Oh yes, yes it is, I'd never do anything like this, and I'm telling you right now. How could you think I've cheated on Pete before?"
Gerald: "Well, you have this comfortable arrangement with your friend to cover for each other, for one thing."
Julie: "No, not at all. She's only a good friend."
Gerald: "Yeah, well, I haven't known her pleasures." Apparently, I didn't sleep with an Amanda."
Julie: "Pull that hair more roughly."
GERALD: "Ouch woman."
Julie: "I've told you, I detest that word. You aren't to come anywhere near Amanda. I'm warning you."
Gerald: "And as a matter of interest, why not?"
Julie: "Because I'm the one who is sleeping with you."
Gerald: "Why? Is it because you keep me exhausted and wear me out so I don't have the energy to look elsewhere? I am a man, after all, and that's what led us here in the first place."
Julie: "A man, not an animal."
(She reaches down and grabs his testicles)
If ever I find out that you've been with another woman, if you've cheated on me, I will pluck these from your body and wear them as earrings. What kind of man would you be then?"
Gerald: "And you, my dear, won't have the opportunity to experience these moments of delight."
Julie: "My god, listen to yourself."
Gerald: "It is hard to hear myself with you screaming your orgasm into my ear."
Flash to:
Int. In Gerald's Kitchen. - Weeks Later
Gerald is making coffee. There's a knock at his front door. He pushes the button to prepare the beans and goes to answer the door. Standing at his front door is a blonde-haired woman.
Gerald: "Hey, can I help?"
Amanda: "Yes, I understand you're Gerald. May I have a conversation with you?"
Gerald: "Sure. Come in, and let's have a coffee."
Gerald opens the door and leads the way back to the kitchen.
Gerald: "How would you prefer your coffee?"
Amanda: "Oh, a bit of a coffee expert are you?"
(With a hint of hostility in her voice)
Gerald: "Not at all, that's why I have the machine. I only really have to buy the beans. There's a lot of trial and error in choosing the beans, until you get a flavour that's perfect."
Amanda: "For you."
Gerald: "Well, yes, sure. You can also use pre-ground coffee in the machine, I just prefer the beans, they're subtler in taste."
Amanda: "Black, whatever the machine does, and then I can judge your taste."
Gerald [: "So, how would you like it made?"
Hey, you already know how I (while getting coffee) prefer things, right? But what can I do for you besides giving you coffee on this sad, rainy day?
AMANDA:
She's my friend, and I don't want to see her get hurt.
GERALD:
Well, she's a grown woman who can make her own choices. And though she's always talking about you, I never sensed that she needed a babysitter.
He hands her a coffee and carefully examines her, as if considering bidding on a piece at an auction.
GERALD:
Well, from where I stand, you don't have anything to worry about. Besides, you don't really know the pleasure Julie and I share; I'm not about to share any details about that with you.
AMANDA:
I'm worried about my friend.
GERALD:
Intimacy and closeness aren't the same thing.
GERALD:
In fact, I'm closer to her than you.
AMANDA:
Don't confuse intimacy with closeness.
GERALD:
I have no confusion; I know what we share with Julie is both intimate and close. And I'm certainly not sharing that with you.
As they talk, they stroll closely.
AMANDA:
She's already told me everything.
GERALD strokes her hair.
GERALD:
No, she hasn't. There are some things we just don't discuss.
AMANDA looks directly into his eyes, not blinking as he touches her face and runs his finger across her lips.
GERALD:
Some things are so intimate, so pleasurable that words can't capture the moment.
He leans in and kisses her, cupping her head with one hand while pulling her back with the other.
GERALD:
Moments
(Between kisses)
that just happen, and overwhelm us.
He lifts Amanda onto the kitchen counter, his head moving up her skirt.
AMANDA:
Oh my God
(She rolls her eyes)
I said you're a chancer.
GERALD:
Really? Then let me show you...
He grabs the hem of her pants.
GERALD:
Lift yourself a little.
He quickly pulls her pants and underwear down. He returns his head to her crotch, as he wrestles with his belt and pants.
AMANDA:
You're full of yourself, you know that?
(Amanda gasps in pleasure)
GERALD:
(During his movements)
You're about to be full of me instead.
He shifts Amanda so she's on her back, entering her. His thrusts are slow but deep.
CUT TO:
EXT. GERALD'S GARDEN - LATER:
It's raining hard. Gerald and Amanda are naked on the lawn, she's on her stomach, and he's behind her.
AMANDA:
I've never done it in the rain. Look, my boobs and knees will be stained and muddy.
(She gasps)
Oh, yes.
GERALD:
We can go into the hot tub if you want.
(During his thrusts)
After climaxing and releasing a long groan from head to toe, his buttocks clench tightly as he orgasms.
AMANDA:
I missed that time. Sorry.
GERALD:
That's why I have a tongue.
He pushes her to her back and moves between her legs. His head goes down to her crotch. Her eyes roll back and her lips part silently.
CUT TO:
INT. SUMMERHOUSE - LATER:
They're inside, and it's still going...
Amanda and Gerald are nestled in a hot tub.
Amanda:You're right.
Gerald:About what?
Amanda:There are certain topics we shouldn't discuss.
Gerald:I told you Julie wouldn't give you the whole story.
Amanda:But I was right too.
Gerald:About what?
Amanda:You're just a player. I don't think you care about Julie, and she'll get hurt.
Gerald:Face the facts. Julie's married to Pete, you're married to Annette. We both seem content in these relationships. This was never more than an occasional hookup or temporary affair.
Amanda:And yet you'll continue to sleep around.
Gerald:I'm not. I'm choosy, you know.
Amanda:That's comforting to hear.
Gerald:So does it matter? Have we both not gotten some enjoyment from this?
Amanda:Yes, but it's also a guilty enjoyment. You've betrayed not only me but your wife and lover.
Gerald:How will Julie get hurt sooner than expected?
Amanda:How will you manage to involve three women while keeping each one in the dark about the others?
Gerald:Well, you know about the others, Julie knows about Annette.
Amanda:And do you supposed I'll be pleased with you continuing with Julie? And what about you, do you still sleep with your wife?
Gerald:Here's an interesting thought. Men usually stop having sex with their partners when they start an affair.
Amanda:That's not true based on my experience.
Gerald:I think it's likely that men carry on screwing their wives while they're having their affairs. We haven't openly discussed it, but have we not made it a mutual society? To kind of live double lives.
Amanda:It's not my place to judge you.
Gerald:How do you know I'm having sex with Annette, or with anyone else?
Amanda:It's generally understood that when a man starts an affair, he stops sleeping with his partner, usually to avoid suspicion.
Gerald:I'm more likely to think that when a woman loses sexual desire for her husband, he turns to seek sex elsewhere. When the wife then discovers that her husband has been cheating, she tends to conclude that her husband stopped sleeping with her. It's all about perspective. I doubt a single man would turn down sex with his wife.
Amanda:You're quite cynical, aren't you?
Gerald:Just realistic. I see sexual behaviour for what it is. Women see it differently. I know for certain that you would not accept that.
Amanda:I don't think many men are like you. I think you're a fox that's on the prowl all the time, possibly even a sex addict.
Gerald:I'm certain that if I went back to Julie, I could easily seduce her and she'd agree to an affair. If you can't sleep with Julie, then you'll prove me wrong.
Amanda:I'm not going to chase after Julie's husband.
Gerald:Here's an intriguing observation. Your underwear is all carefully coordinated and looks quite new. Someone doesn't want their attractive undergarments seen. Mind you, you did come over expecting an opportunity. It's not as if Julie thought she'd be betrayed.
Amanda:You truly are the epitome of uncouth.
Gerald:What are you doing with your hand?
[Gerald strokes his partner's wrist.]
Amanda:Can you please stop touching me like that? I'm extremely irritated.
How does it feel like I'm acting? I can tell it's time to move upstairs to the real reason you arrived here. I think Jules didn't tell you about the hood and the ropes.
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INT. HOTEL BEDROOM - NIGHT
JULIE
I can't stay all night.
GERALD
Aw, it's a shame.
JULIE
Mandy can't cover for me; she says she has to go see her sister. So I'm just out with friends, so Pete will expect me back before midnight.
GERALD
Do you trust Amanda? I assumed she'd always cover for you. How will Pete know she's at her sister's house? She could simply say you two were together.
JULIE
I don't know, okay? I just know she said she couldn't.
GERALD KISSES JULIE AND REMOVES HER CLOTHES, SMILING AT HER MATCHING LIGHT BLUE SILK UNDERWEAR. HE PLACES JULIE ON THE BED AND GETS UNDRESSED HIMSELF.
JULIE
I have to ask you something.
GERALD
Of course.
JULIE
There's a mark on your neck that looks like a love bite. Are you still sleeping with Annette? I mean, it's fine. You're married, right?
GERALD
It's not a love bite. I caught myself on the corner of a wall and it hurt. Now, what about you? Are you still sleeping with Pete?
JULIE
Don't play dumb. I asked you a question.
GERALD
Answer me, and I'll answer you.
JULIE
Okay, I still make love to Pete. He's my husband, and he'd get suspicious if I refused him.
GERALD
Alright, so I'm sleeping with your seconds, huh?
JULIE
No, not cool. I always make sure I'm clean before I see you.
GERALD
Inside and out?
JULIE
You're disgusting. Yes, of course. Speak up. Are you still sleeping with your wife?
GERALD
Well, we are sleeping together. But no, I'm not having sex with her. I can't see much interest in her. Honestly, fear of accidentally calling you by your name in the heat of passion bothers me a little.
JULIE
(laughs)
JULIE
Amanda said that she'd bet you're still having sex with your wife and that most guys are ready to cheat if given a chance. I said you wouldn't, and that you'd probably even sleep with the neighbors. She seemed jealous and insisted that you'd still be sleeping with Annette.
GERALD
She must know everyone's business. What is she even doing? Does she have somebody? A partner or anything?
JULIE
Yes, she's skinny, blonde, and gorgeous. She cares about her appearance. If you met her, she could seduce you. She's got the looks to get anyone she wants. I'd lose out to her, no mistake.
GERALD
My "bed"? What are you implying?
JULIE
I mean... I know what you mean. If you crossed paths with her, I bet she could seduce you.
GERALD
My "bed"...?
JULIE
Stop it. You know what I mean. And if you ever met her, I believe she could easily steal you away from me.
GERALD
You've got quite the imagination.
JULIE
Amanda might be seeing someone. From what she said, he seems to be a neighbor. She's being sneaky about it. I'm glad if she is; she can have all the fun she wants.
GERALD
I'm happy to share my bed.
JULIE
And your teddy bear.
GERALD
With who?
JULIE
My god, Gerry, no. It’s like going back to school. Let's change the subject. Did you really plan to run into me at the supermarket just so you could drag me home and...?
GERALD
You hit the nail on the head.
JULIE
Naughty boy. If she, Amanda, met you, she could seduce you. She's beautiful and keeps herself in shape. With blonde hair, I bet she could get anyone she wants. I'm sure I'd lose out to her.
GERALD
Good ol' Gerry's bed...
You may not believe it, but you are undervaluing your abilities. Additionally, there's a chance that the woman might be unaffected and simply endure whatever the man desires with no response. Rest assured, you'll be able to handle her. By the way, one of my neighbors has been spotted with a stunning blonde. Does she live nearby? It's quite possible she's engaging in sexual acts in my street.
JULIE
Stop swearing! No, she doesn't reside near you. Now, hurry up and come here because I need assistance from you immediately. I'm starting to believe you're not interested in me anymore.
FADE TO:
INT. IN GERALD'S KITCHEN. - EVENING
GERALD IS PREPARING COFFEE. HE CALLS TO ANNETTE.
GERALD
I'm making coffee for you. Do you want some?
ANNETTE
No, thanks. I'm already filled to the brim with coffee.
A KNOCK IS HEARD AT THE DOOR.
GERALD
I'll go get it.
GERALD WALKS DOWN THE HALLWAY AND OPENS THE DOOR. A FIST BREAKS THROUGH AND STRIKES HIM IN THE FACE. BLOOD SPRAYS FROM GERALD'S NOSE, STAINING THE WALLPAPER.
PETE
You terrible man. Leave my wife alone, or I'll return and murder you.
PETE STEPS INSIDE THE HOUSE AND KICKS GERALD CAPABLELY BETWEEN HIS LEGS. GERALD DOUBLES OVER, GAGGING AS BLOOD DRIPS FROM HIS FRACTURED NOSE. ANNETTE RUNS DOWN THE STAIRS. SHE LOOKS AT PETE AND THEN LOWERS HERSELF TO HER HUSBAND.
PETE
Did you know, did you know, Gerry? Did you know you've been with my wife behind our backs, did you, did you know?
ANNETTE
What are you talking about?
(SHE CONSOLES GERALD, HOLDING A TISSUE TO HIS NOSE)
Pete, what are you talking about? Seeing Julie, what do you suggest about seeing Julie?
PETE
Having affairs, meeting her at hotels. I followed her. I saw.
ANNETTE STANDS UP AND STARES AT PETE. SHE LOOKS DOWN AT GERALD AND THEN AT PETE.
ANNETTE
Is this true, Gerry? Have you been with another woman, have you been with Julie, have you been with Julie behind my back? Answer me instantly.
GERALD JUST SHAKES HIS HEAD, HIS HANDS GRASPING HIS BALLS, SUFFERING AND STRUGGLING TO REMAIN COMPOSED, THE PAIN TOO INTENSE FOR HIM TO STAND OR SPEAK.
PETE
Ignore everything he says, he's a lying cheater. I saw him in a hotel with my wife. I witnessed her entrance into his room, and from behind the door, I could hear their sexual encounter. When she returned home, I saw traces of him on her, which disgusts me.
ANNETTE
Pete, go back to your wife. Please, Pete.
ANNETTE CLOSES THE DOOR AND LOOKS DOWN AT GERALD.
ANNETTE
Well, this was escalating. You foolish man. Did you think I wouldn't know? Do you think I couldn't detect the scent of other women's perfume in our home and on your clothes? I had been aware for some time when you've been intimate with another woman. However, since you experienced your comeuppance, you should travel to the emergency room and have your nose repaired. She arranged to have the locks replaced while he was hospitalized.
FADE TO:
INT. IN THE HALLWAY - LATER
ANNETTE DIALS A NUMBER FROM THE YELLOW PAGES.
ANNETTE
Hello, is this the locksmith company?
(SHE PAUSES)
Yes, I require new locks installed in my house.
(SHE PAUSES)
Can someone come right away?
ANNETTE ENDS THE CALL AND CALLS BACK.
ANNETTE
Hello, Amanda?
(She pauses)
Yes, exactly what we had planned. None of us suspected it.
(She pauses again)
Pete turned out to be better than expected. He actually attacked Gerald. Although I didn't foresee it, considering you updated Pete on Julie and Gerald's actions, it was inevitable. However, we arranged for the locks to be changed during Gerald's hospital visit.
(She pauses)
Yes, my love. I adore you as well. Now we can be together.
THE END
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