Monday, August 18, 2008

To flirt or not to flirt.....



A couple were invited to a swanky family masked fancy dress Halloween

The wife got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the
party alone. He, being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and
she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed and there was no need
his good time to be spoiled by not going.

So he took his costume and away he went.
The wife, after sleeping soundly for about an hour, woke Without pain
and as it was still early, decided go to the party.
As her husband didn't know what her costume was, she thought she would
have some fun by watching her husband to see
how he acted when she was not with him.

So she joined the party and soon spotted her husband in his
costume, cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice
"chick" he could and copping a little feel here and a little kiss
His wife went up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he
left his new partner high and dry and devoted his time to her.
She let him go as far as he wished, naturally, since he was her

After more drinks he finally he whispered a little proposition in her
ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had
intercourse in the back seat. Just before unmasking at midnight, she
slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed,
wondering what kind of explanation he would make up for his outrageous

She was sitting up reading when he came in, so she asked what kind of
time he had.
"Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when
you're not there." Then she asked, "Did you dance much?" He replied,
"I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met
Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the spare room and
poker all evening"
You must have looked really silly wearing that costume playing poker
all night!" she said with unashamed sarcasm.
To which the husband replied, "Actually, I gave my costume to your
Dad, apparently he had the time of his life."

No comments: