The One Nighter…

The One Nighter…

I went to town to get a drink
with friends – so how low did I sink?
I saw a man; I saw a mark,
I had a drink and did embark
upon a quest to get in bed
with this strange person whom I said
I’d take a piece of ass in place
of knowing just whom I embrace.

How well it worked; I’m all set up.
We talked a bit – drank our last cup
of booze before we headed out,
(although I had a bit of doubt)
He took me to the place he lives;
around the corner – where he gives
his body to whom ever asks…
And feelings?  Well, we both wore masks…

I’m in his bed; I’m in his room.
Why does it feel I’m in a tomb?
His touch appalls my naked skin;
Dear God!  I wonder where he’s been?
I cannot leave; I’m in a trap;
I’d rather have a spinal tap!
Just get it done so I can cum,
I want to leave – for I am numb…

He whips it out – and I am sick.
He’s got a wimpy, pencil dick.
G-d damn! Of all the rotten luck;
to find a useless, needy, buck.
And he just loves that I am there;
he gets me off, though I won’t stare
into his eyes – he cannot see
he’ll never have that piece of me.

He then got up to clean himself;
I grabbed my clothing off the shelf.
I threw my pants on; tried to leave
but he came in – there’s no reprieve…
I’ve got to get away from him!
What did I do upon a whim?
I told him that I need a smoke;
“They’re in my car”, I said, I spoke…

We walked back to the parking lot
and I became oh so distraught.
I wanted to be out of there;
away from him – he’ll not ensnare
me for another round of lust;
I am quite finished – with disgust.
But he still wanted to return
into his bed – how he did yearn…

Yeah, right! Like that’s just what I want!
“Well, sure” I say so nonchalant…
And I suggested that we drive
both of our cars – as I contrive
a plan to rid myself for sure
of this foul man whom I did lure…
I said I’d follow to his house;
and we’d hang out. (I’m such a louse).

He started driving up ahead
as my heart filled with awful dread.
But I am smart and I am bright;
I watched him turn into the night
while I continued going straight –
I headed for the interstate.
I wanted to go home and sleep
and ponder why I took that leap…

My payoff was a piece of ass;
(though he was gross and had no class)
I did not want his tiny dong.
So he was left with my swan song…