Dirty Little Secret

Tip-toeing out the back door.
Ripped panty-hosed feet light
on the floorboard. Make it out
before she sees. You act so
innocent. Your filthy little whore,
slinking my way out the back,
like the filthy rat I am.

Every week. It's the same old
shit. Sneak on out, high heels
in hand, cunt still dripping cum,
dirty dress hitched up. Sneaking
on out. Make up smeared, bra
lost. Pray she doesn't hear me.
Lipstick ruined, knickers stuffed
in the hem of my nylons. Don't
make a sound. The scent of my
perfume lingers, my impish smile
glows as I make my getaway.