The first time he had slept with a woman not his wife, she had been a mutual friend, a shy and guilty woman who had undressed out of sight and come back to him wearing her slip over nothing; touched, her pussy beneath the nylon had been so startling soft he had exclaimed, 'Oh,' and she with him — 'Oh!' — as if together on a walk they had simultaneously sighted a rare flower, or a sun-splashed bed of moss.
John Updike, "Transaction" (The Women Who Got Away)
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