“Have you ever seen twenty pounds all crumpled up?”. . .
the woman asked her husband.
“No,” said her husband.
She gave him a sexy little smile, unbuttoned the top 3 or
4 buttons of her blouse and slowly reached down into the
cleavage created by a soft, silky push-up bra and pulled
out a crumpled twenty pound note.
He took the crumpled twenty pound note from her, and
smiled approvingly.
“Have you ever seen fifty quid all crumpled up?” . . .
she then asked her husband.
“Uh . . . no, I haven’t,” he said (with an anxious tone in his
voice).
She gave him another sexy little smile, pulled up her skirt,
and seductively reached into her tight, sheer panties and
pulled out a crumpled fifty pound note.
He took the crumpled fifty pound note and started
breathing a little quicker with anticipation.
“Now,” she said, “have you ever seen £40,000 pounds all
crumpled up?”
"No way, " he said (while obviously becoming even more
aroused . . . and excited).
I don’t like growed ups and definitely don’t trust them.Tell you what H,I won’t tell anybody you read that if you don’t.Did you understand any of it? I didn’t understand some of the worms.
Now Wobbles, you have probably left several panting growed ups that didn’t manage to read that all the way to the end littering the place & they may even include the odd mod here & there…not that i’m saying mods are odd of course! As for the other ‘H’, well the poor lady is clearly traumatised by your funny, shame on you, there really is no hope is there. As my OH always says ‘if you havn’t grown up by the time your 50 you don’t have to…it’s the law’. H x