Day: September 8, 2013

  • The Black Bra..

    The Black Bra (as told by a woman)
    I had lunch with 2 of my unmarried friends.

    One is engaged, one is a mistress, and I have been married for 20+ years.

    We were chatting about our relationships and decided to amaze our men by greeting them at the door wearing a black bra, stiletto heels and a mask over our eyes.  We agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes.

    Here’s how it all went…………

     Engaged friend:
    The other night when my boyfriend came over he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and said, ‘You are the woman of my dreams…I love you.’ Then we made passionate love all night long.

    The mistress:
    Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing a raincoat, under it only the black bra, heels and mask over my eyes.  When I opened the raincoat he didn’t say a word, but he started to tremble and we had wild sex all night.

    Then I had to share my story:
    When my husband came home I was wearing the black bra, black stockings,  stilettos and a mask over my eyes. When he came in the door and saw me  he said:
    The Black Bra

     

    “What’s for dinner, Zorro?”

  • The Doorbell

    A woman places an ad in the local newspaper. 

    “Looking for a man with three qualifications: 
    won’t beat me up, 
    won’t run away from me, 
    and is great in bed.” 

    Two days later her doorbell rings. 

    “Hi, I’m Tim. 
    I have no arms so I won’t beat you, 
    and no legs so I won’t run away.” 

    “What makes you think you are great in bed?” 
    the woman retorts. 

    Tim replies, 
    “I rang the doorbell, didn’t I?” 

    WAN

  • American Football

    A guy took his blonde girlfriend to her first 
    football game. 
    They had great seats right behind their team’s bench. 
    After the game, he asked her how she liked the 
    experience. 
    “Oh, I really liked it,” she replied, 
    “especially the tight pants and all the big muscles, 
    but I just couldn’t understand why they were killing 
    each other over 25 cents.” 

    Dumbfounded, her date asked, 
    “What do you mean?” 

    She replied,
    “Well, they flipped a coin, one team got it, 
    and then for the rest of the game, all they kept 
    screaming was, ‘Get the quarterback! 
    Get the quarterback!’ 
    I’m like, hello? 

    It’s only 25 cents!” 

    WAN