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Recently, I accidentally overturned my golf cart.
 
Elizabeth, a very attractive and keen golfer, who lived in a villa on the golf course, heard the noise and called out: "Are you okay, what's your name?"
 
"It's John, and I'm okay thanks," I replied as I pulled myself out of the twisted cart.
 
"John, she said, (firm loose breasts undulating beneath her white silky robe) "forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a while and I'll help you get the cart up later."
 
"That's mighty nice of you," I answered, "but I don't think my wife would like it."
 
"Oh, come on now " Elizabeth insisted.
 
She was so very pretty, very very sexy and very persuasive ... I was weak. "Well okay," I finally agreed but thought to myself, "my wife won't like it."
 
After a couple of restorative Scotch and waters, I thanked Elizabeth . "I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset. So I'd best go now."
 
"Don't be silly!" Elizabeth said with a smile, letting her robe fall open slightly. "She won't know anything. By the way, where is she?"
 
"Still under the cart, I guess" I said.

O-M-G! Now I remember I've heard that before - or been there - not sure which?

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Best Wishes
Daryl

Both women in this story felt....












Crushed!

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