Saturday, June 11, 2016
Hit Refresh
Both Jick and Corey had slight builds,
so no possibility with Jick’s Darcy.
Big-boned woman.
But with Corey’s Jill, as slight?
They try on things from her closet as the
women cook and gossip.
Dance together finally. That proves awkward.
As if the chosen clothes didn’t like movement.
More comfortable at Dinner, wives flushed
and jolly. They’ve picked her favorites!
claims Jill.
Labels: behavior of couples, body build, closet, couples, cross dressing, sex
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Working Men and Women
In the Small Office Off the Receiving Dock
Bertie laughed “I was at home...in my usual déshabillé.”
Macko opined “We’ve all become faggots!”
“Untrue! Déshabillé has taken me a long way!”
“Impress the new girl with that French baloney.
Don’t forget to add a half-sweeping gesture
with a limp wrist!”
“Helen? The face that launched a thousand ships?”
“Wrecked some, but held most in port. At any rate,
she’s using it to get her Photo-ID just now.”
“Just a little romance’d render our Macko less wretched!”
“Get a boyfriend! Closet has warped you!”
“In or out? Sauerkraut! I’m both at once!”
“Then how ‘bout the two of you taking yourselves outside? We gotta truck coming in!”
Labels: AC/DC, closet, déshabillé, French, Helen, Iliad, working
Friday, July 11, 2014
Truth and Avoiding Consequence
-Computer hiccuped, and last eighth of
refunds went out with an extra ten bucks.
-What y'wanna do?
-Let it go. Cost us more to get it back.
-Reluctant okay...but I don't wanna be
exposed to some yapping Congressional
Committee if it gets leaked. Never again
hanging there with my limp dick out!
-Did you get emails from Republicans
offering to firm it up?
-Hey! Them in the closet, out of the closet?--
couldn't give less of a shit! So long as I
make it to retirement without being a joke
on late-night TV!
Labels: closet, Congressional Committee, IRS, late-night TV, refund, Republican
Friday, December 20, 2013
Sexual Elements of Morale
The Shop
To improve our morale immeasurably, get the boss
out of the closet!
Amateur diagnosis.
He comes close when Manny, a quiet Copy Machine Tech,
fixes the beasts management won't replace.
His long eyelashes! And the boss heard to ask what he
did for excitement!
But, never goes anywhere, like most flirtations.
Meantime, Lauren, minces aboard, cutely eager.
This fresh grad makes the mistake of wearing a sort of
mild Parisian Apache outfit to start her second week.
Greeted with "Like some cream with that tart?" Typical.
He could be nasty, of course. Must ask St Peter or Old
Scratch now, though, how they‘re taking him.
Yeah, his shocking exit picks up morale. The ladies
use their room for its intended purpose, not to cry.
I’m in charge till HQ sends a warm body, and I curb
my wit, what there is of it. Wife, anyway, cites a low figure.
New one proves to be a book guy, which keeps spirits up
since you know what to expect.
He starts dating Manny too, so that’s taken care of.
Accountant Warley sings, mostly light operatic standards,
such as Love Is Where You Find It.
Call us a happy shop, and no one argues.
Labels: apache dance, closet, gay, happy shop, shop, work
