One day during a game on the golf course I accidentally overturned my golf cart.
Elizabeth, a very attractive and keen golfer who lives in a villa on the golf course, heard the noise
and called out, "Are you OK?"
"I'm fine thanks," I replied.
"My name's Jack," I said and introduced myself.
"Jack, forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a while, and I'll help you get the cart up later," she suggested.
"That's mighty nice of you," I answered, "but I don't think my wife would like it."
"Oh, come on," Elizabeth insisted.
She was very pretty and very persuasive.
"Well okay," I finally agreed, and added, "but my wife won't like it."
After a restorative brandy, she insisted I remove my clothes so she could give me a massage.
Afterwards, I thanked my hostess for the exhilarating session I had with her.
"I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset."
"Don't be silly!" Elizabeth replied with a smile, "she won't know a thing. Where is she anyway?'
"Under the cart!" I said...