A man boarded an airplane and took his seat.
As he settled in, he glanced up and saw the most beautiful woman boarding the plane.
He soon realized she was heading straight towards his seat… As fate would have it, she took the seat right beside his.
Eager to strike up a conversation he blurted out, “Business trip or pleasure?”
She turned, smiled and said, “Business. I’m going to the Annual Nymph0m@niacs of America Convention in Boston”
He swallowed hard. Here was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen sitting next to him, and she was going to a meeting of nymph0m@niacs.
Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly asked, “What’s your business role at this convention?”
“Lecturer,” she responded. “I use information that I have learned from my personal experiences to debunk some of the popular myths about se-xu@lity.”
“Really?” he said. “And what kind of myths are there?”
“Well,” she explained, “one popular myth is that African-American men are the most well-end0-wed of all men,
when in fact it is the Native American Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
Another popular myth is that Frenchmen are the best l0-vers, when actually it is men of Jewish descent who are the best.
I have also discovered that the l0-ver with absolutely the best stamina is the Southern Redneck.”
Suddenly the woman became a little uncomfortable and blushed. “I’m sorry,” she said, “I shouldn’t really be discussing all of this with you. I don’t even know your name..”
“Tonto,” the man said, “Tonto Goldstein, but my friends call me Bubba.”
During the evening, Jim accidentally dropped his napkin under the table. When he bent down to pick it up, he couldn’t help but notice that Bob’s wife, Sue, wasn’t wearing any underwear under her dress. The shocking discovery left Jim flustered, and in his haste to sit back up, he bumped his head on the table, emerging red-faced and awkward.
Later, while Jim was helping himself to drinks in the kitchen, Sue walked in and, with a sly smile, asked, “Did you like what you saw under the table?”
Caught off guard, Jim hesitated but finally admitted, “Well… yes, I did.”
Sue leaned closer and whispered, “If you want it, it’ll cost you $500.”
Jim was stunned but intrigued. After a brief internal debate, he agreed to her proposition. Sue suggested he come by her house Friday afternoon since Bob would be at work.
When Friday rolled around, Jim arrived at Sue’s house at 2 p.m. sharp. After handing her the agreed $500, they went to the bedroom, and the “deal” was done. Jim quickly dressed, thanked Sue, and left.
That evening, when Bob came home, he casually asked Sue, “Did Jim stop by the house today?”
