I took a woman back home last night. We got kissing on the sofa and, before long, I slipped my hand into her knickers. She asked, “Shall we take this upstairs?” I said, “No, I’d rather we did it here.” “Oh I see.” She winked, “Something in your bedroom you don’t want me to see, eh?” I said, “Yeah, my wife.”
I took a woman back home last night.
We got kissing on the sofa and, before long, I slipped my hand into her knickers. She asked, “Shall we take this upstairs?”
I said, “No, I’d rather we did it here.”
“Oh I see.” She winked, “Something in your bedroom you don’t want me to see, eh?”
I said, “Yeah, my wife.”