Sketch: Fuck Me Charles

Fuck Me, Charles

SCENE 1
Int. Dan’s breakfast nook. Dan and Charles are in the middle of brunch. 

Charles: lov-

Dan: What was that?

Charles: lovely home I was saying... again. So lovely I wanted to say again. 

Dan: thank you

Charles: what did you call this again?

Dan: what did I call what again?

Charles: (points this time) I say what did you call this again? A Breakfast quiche?

Dan: yes breakfast quiche. 

Charles: lovely. 

(Eating)

Charles: 

SCENE 2
int. Charles and Liza’s apt. They are sitting down for tea at an appropriate/uptight distance from one another

Charles: Dan’s a good worker. I like him. 

Liza: that’s nice

Charles: He’s just in his own head too much

Liza: how unfortunate

Charles: I think he’ll be a great addition to the firm once he gets a firmer head on his shoulders

Liza: yes

Charles: great with numbers. Needs to get better with people. 

Liza: hmm

Charles: ha. don’t we all

Liza: YES

(Pause)

Charles: lovely tea dear

Liza: fuck me, Charles

Charles: Eliza

Liza: oh fuck me, Charles

Charles: I’m tired I just got back from an exhausting lunch. I thought we could just have some of your lovely tea dear

Liza: oh you never want to fuck me anymore. 

Charles: now that’s not true. 

Liza: when’s the last time we fucked

Charles: oh it couldn’t have been that long. why I seem to recall last Tuesday after luncheon 

Liza: it’s been months

Charles: months? (Disbelief)really Eliza Then how is it that I recall last Tuesday after luncheon…

Liza: I gave you a handy in the hopes it might excite you but you simply came in my hand. 

Charles: wonderful afternoon really. Roast and potatoes cooked to perfection. Today’s lunch was absolutely dreadful by comparison. 

Liza: fuck me, Charles

Charles: (raising voice just slightly) now Liza

Liza: just fuck me, Charles. Please. Just fuck me. Fuck me Charles fuck me

Charles: I’m sorry Eliza I hadn’t gathered you were feeling this way at all. 

Liza: really?

Charles: of course. And besides, I was gone all afternoon. Have you ever thought about self-pleasure...

Liza: Oh I’ve more than thought about it Charles

Charles: (continues)I say. What were you doing last weekend while I was away on business? 

Liza: FOR 48 HOURS I did nothing but self-pleasure. 

Charles: My word Eliza

Liza: for 48 hours I ruined my body with self-pleasure. I couldn’t even stand for most of the day. 

Charles: Eliza!

Liza: I had to peel myself off the floor to go to the bathroom 

Charles: now you’re just being crass

Liza: I messed myself up so bad I was briefly incontinent. 

Charles: Eliza

Liza: I wet myself. (Pause) fuck me, Charles!

Charles: why it’s nearly 3 in the afternoon, Liza. What would the neighbors say if they heard

Liza: I want them to hear Charles oh how I want them to hear. To complain about us again like they used to

Charles: just seems rude at our age

Liza: we used to always hear complaints. You are a groaner after all. Especially when you

Charles: Liza!

Liza: oh fuck me, Charles. Fuck me. I’m so wet I’m sliding out of my chair. 

Charles: I apologize if I’ve been neglecting you but I can’t simply turn it on out of nowhere. 

Liza: now we’re talking baby

Charles: (holds out hand between them) I require a bit of a build-up. 

Liza: if you want to use a dildo I’d be into that. 

Charles: Emotional intimacy. 

Liza: oh I’m tired of getting emotionally intimate. (Spits). I want to be fucked. Do me with no emotion Charles just plow away at me for once

Charles:(Aroused) My word Eliza. 

Liza:(gets up) put me in an ambulance Charles. Send me to the hospital. Make me see God!

Charles: My word Eliza! I just came. 

Liza: oh fine tell me about your work friend.

Lights

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