You have no idea how hard to time this –
wearing her new diamond tennis bracelet,
around your hard cock the moment she walked in.
You realize in time – fascine first, then slide it on.
You did it and are a king – hard cock – perfect timing,
coolest dude ever – until cleaners walk through the door.
“Fuck, it’s Tuesday,” you remember, “I’m such an idiot!”
Not so cool, hard on your floor, wearing jewelry no less.
It’s the one day my Spanish courses ever delivered
if hearing “you’re a freak,” in Spanish is preferred.
In fairness, one said they’d fuck me for the necklace,
the other said it was too big if it fit on my dick.
I don’t think they ever understood what I was doing,
but they knew by my shock that it wasn’t for them.
I got dressed before my girlfriend walked in –
the rightful participant of my disrupted plan.
The girlfriend never got the gift, in its glory –
broke up before I even told her the story.
But the house cleaners kept talking, the next Tuesday,
One whispered good things, not just about the jewelry.
If my Spanish was correct which is very unlikely,
she said my dick was a horse and she would “tenerio.”
she said that she couldn’t imagine such a bracelet,
I boxed it up – handed it to her on her way out.
A few minutes later, I knew it was her knocking.
she wasn’t just crying, she was literally bawling.
Clueless me – I thought it was because she could sell it.
Every time I saw her again – she was wearing it.
