While golfing, I accidentally overturned my golf cart. A very attractive female golfer, who lived in a villa on the golf course, heard the noise and called out:
Are you okay?” “I’m okay, thanks,” I replied as I pulled myself out of the twisted cart.“Why don’t you come up to my villa, rest for a while, and I’ll help you get the cart up later.”
I noticed her silky bathrobe was partially open, revealing what appeared to be a very nice figure. “That’s mighty nice of you,” I answered, “but I don’t think my wife would like it.” “Oh, come on now”, she insisted.
She was so pretty and very, very persuasive. I was weak … “Well, okay,” I finally agreed, “However, I’m sure my wife won’t like it.” After a couple of Scotch, I thanked her and said: “I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset. So I’d better go now.”
“Don’t be silly!” she said with a smile, letting her fall slightly more open. “Stay for a while, she won’t know anything. By the way, where is she?” “Still under the cart, I suppose.”