A very frustrated wife buys a pair of crutchless knickers in an attempt to spice up her dead sex-life. She puts them on, together with a short skirt and sits on the lounge opposite her husband. At strategic moments she crosses and uncrosses her legs enough times till her husband says. "Are you wearing crutchless knickers?"
Yes, she answers with a seductive smile.
Thank Christ for that. I thought the stuffing was coming out of the sofa.
Nobody should ever have to suffer this again...
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