September 25th, 2007 -- by Bacchus
Laundry Woman
Enlightened men these days know better than to expect a woman to do their laundry. (Although, I must confess, The Nymph is so horrified by my “if it didn’t survive the hot cycle with my other clothes, I didn’t need to own it anyway” laundry philosophy that she doesn’t let me touch so much as a dirty sock these days.)
“Expect” is one thing. “Appreciate” is quite another:
From FEMJOY.
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I’m with you Bacchus. Anything at the store that says “wash in cold water or it will shrink” on it’s label, just gets bought in an even larger size. That way, when I launder it like everything else, it’ll shrink to fit!
If she is doing the laundry, I’ll volunteer to help!!
I appreciate it when she does laundry for me, but I get more passion in bed if I’ve already done most of it. not to mention the number of times she’s hugged me and run her hands through my chest hair while I’m washing dishes :D she Knows how to motivate me to keep the place clean, it means she doesn’t have to, and leaves more energy to rumple those nice clean sheets *fond sigh*
And my clothes also must pass the “can I sleep in it and wear it the next day?” test in addition to “wash it in boiling water” rule.
But I would do her, um, laundry any day if she pretty please let me.
There are women — and no small minority! — who are far more likely to allow a man sexual liberties than to allow that same man to do their laundry.
It’s like there are invisible only-women-can-see labels that say “Hand wash in gently sun-warmed unicorn tears and dry by starlight in the warm breath of puppies ONLY!” We can’t see the labels and thus are not trusted to wash the undies.
Hey now. The fact that I have shirts that I hand wash in a bucket doesn’t make me less of a man.
Which is not to say that I haven’t committed laundricide. Or that said crimes did not contribute, in some small way, to the collapse of the relationship. And the beatings. God, the beatings…
hey, didn’t say I was good at washing Her clothes, or mine for that matter *sigh* She really Liked that shade of pink in that shirt, until I left it out too many days :( It was one of the ones that showed her how manly I was, could wear a pink shirt and still look masculine :D
On the other hand, I do have some shirts and silk boxers I hand-wash, and they’re doing okay. Mostly I just try to find washing machines that don’t make colours run (but they’re a bit more expensive).
She could do my laundry anyday of the week. She is one hot white girl.
I have to say that basket of brights is a bit of a turn off. I’d like her pose better with different props – say a rubber dog bone in her mouth and a collar and leash.