One day, during a game on the golf course, I accidentally overturned my golf cart.
Elizabeth, an attractive woman and keen golfer who lives in a villa on the golf course, heard the noise and called out “Are you okay?"
"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 that I remove my clothes so she could give me a massage. Afterwards,
I thanked my hostess for the exhilarating session I had with her, saying "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...
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He'll be sleeping on the couch awhile! 
