UNDER-ACHIEVER AND THE SEXUAL HEALER.

By sneak
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UNDER-ACHIEVER AND THE SEXUAL HEALER.
sne>k
I am a sexist bastard.
They say it's in my genes.
I watch her from the sofa.
She polishes and cleans.
Salivating as she vacuums.
The power of the suck.
My bag is overflowing.
She doesn't give a fuck.
Housework comes before me.
I find it hard to wait.
Her lack of real commitment -
will cause a mass-debate.
Jeans around my ankles.
T-shirt on the floor.
Attention seeking missile.
Searching for a whore.
She says I look untidy.
She says I need to groom!
Genitals aren't welcome -
in her living room.
I smile and nod defiantly -
towards my rigid state.
She smiles a little awkwardly -
but still she makes me wait.
I stroke my sex-starved penis.
Don't cry my precious one.
Patience is a virtue...
but I have close to none!
And I can't wait much longer!
It's now or never bitch!
She laughs and say's 'It's never'
I drop another stitch.
Naked, raw, abandoned.
I wank for all I'm worth.
Much to her amusement,
merriment and mirth.
I ask her to stop laughing.
She's ruining my flow.
Rhythm is a wanker.
Grow, you bastard grow!
Perhaps I should have waited.
She has the magic touch.
I flounder on the sofa.
It all became too much.
She leaves me there for hours.
Cleaning as I moan.
A mess that she must live with.
A mongrel with a bone.
She'll stroke me when she's ready.
Strange how love can be.
Opposites attracted.
I crave her purity.
sne>k tech.
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