Laughter: The Universal Language – #64

Thanks to my pal J.S. for sending me this bewitching little tale. 😀

Harley-Davidson motorcycle
Photo: Harley Davidson (cc) by Tomás Fano

While riding my Harley, I swerved to avoid hitting a deer, lost control and ended in a ditch, severely banging my head.

Dazed and confused, I crawled out of the ditch to the edge of the road just as a shiny new convertible pulled up with a very beautiful woman driver.

“Are you okay?” she asked me.

As I looked up, I couldn’t help but notice she was wearing a low-cut blouse with cleavage to die for…

“I’m okay I think,” I replied, as I pulled myself up to the side of her car to get a closer look.

She said, “Get in and I’ll take you home so I can clean and bandage that nasty scrape on your head.”

“That’s nice of you,” I answered, “but I don’t think my wife would like me doing that!”

“Oh, come now, I’m a nurse,” she insisted. “I need to see if you have any more scrapes and then treat them properly.”

Well, she was really pretty and very persuasive. Being sort of shaken and weak, I agreed, but repeated, “I’m sure my wife won’t like this.”

We arrived at her place which was just a few miles away and, after a couple of cold beers and the bandaging, I thanked her and said, “I feel a lot better, but I know my wife is going to be really upset so I’d better go now.”

“Don’t be silly!” she said with a smile, while unbuttoning her blouse exposing the most beautiful pair of boobs I’ve ever seen. “Stay for a while. She won’t know anything. By the way, where is she?”

“Still in the ditch with my Harley, I guess.”

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