Man Maid

I woke up Monday morning

With a heavy weighted heart

Twas' just the thought of all the chores

I didn't know where to start

Then a cleaning angel

Softly whispered in my ear

"The answer to your cleaning hell

Has turned up, he is here"

A knock came at the front door

And he was standing there

A young man who was half my age

Pink undies and great hair

He grabbed his own equipment

And he gave a sexy wink

Then danced towards my kitchen

And prepared to scrub the sink

He moved with such great vigour

Around my sitting room

Collecting all the rubbish

While he swept up with his broom

By now my eyes were bulging

For I couldn't quite believe it

A 'Man - Maid' from the angel

For I couldn't quite conceive it

He boogied with such rhythm

As he hoovered my settee

Then plumped the cushions, sat me down

 And threw a grin at me

Dusting all the mirrors

I then studied his reflection

His cleaning skills were excellent

And his little arse perfection!

He danced into the bedroom

And then gave his arse a wiggle

I felt just like a girl again

And broke out in a giggle

The way he shook the duvet

Almost had me on my knees

If every Monday morning was like this

Oh, yes yes PLEASE!!!!!

He ran my power shower

Then he donned a shower cap

And he scrubbed at every single tile

Till he had a power nap

While he did so I observed

His body, such a beauty

Bronzed based beau, I didn't know

But boy he was a cutie

And how he'd worked his magic

He'd made the shower gleam

But then I started waking up

Oh no, no, not a dream!

He wore a smile from heaven

And his name was Ollie Locke

I hope one day he cleans your way

With his long firm.......feather duster!

 Video Ollie Locke dancing