A woman stopped by, unannounced, at her son's
> house.
> >
> > She knocked on the door and then immediately walked
> in. She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the
> couch, totally naked.
> > Soft music was playing, and the aroma of perfume
> filled the room.
> > "What are you doing?!" she asked.
> > "I'm waiting for Mike to come home from
> work," the daughter-in-law answered.
> > "But you're naked!" the mother-in-law
> exclaimed.
> > "This is
> my love dress," the daughter-in-law explained.
> > "Love dress? But you're naked!"
> > "Mike loves me and wants me to wear this
> dress," she explained.
> > "It excites him to no end. Every time he sees me
> in this dress, he instantly becomes romantic and ravages me
> for hours on end. He can't get enough of me."
> >
> > The mother-in-law left.
> >
> > When she got home, she undressed, showered, put on her
> best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and
> laid on the couch, waiting for her husband to arrive.
> Finally, her husband came home.
> >
> > He walked in and saw her laying there so
> provocatively. "What are you doing?" he asked.
> >
> > "This is my love dress." she whispered
> sensually.
> >
> > "Needs ironing," he said. "What's
> for dinner?"
> >
> > He never heard the gunshot.
> house.
> >
> > She knocked on the door and then immediately walked
> in. She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the
> couch, totally naked.
> > Soft music was playing, and the aroma of perfume
> filled the room.
> > "What are you doing?!" she asked.
> > "I'm waiting for Mike to come home from
> work," the daughter-in-law answered.
> > "But you're naked!" the mother-in-law
> exclaimed.
> > "This is
> my love dress," the daughter-in-law explained.
> > "Love dress? But you're naked!"
> > "Mike loves me and wants me to wear this
> dress," she explained.
> > "It excites him to no end. Every time he sees me
> in this dress, he instantly becomes romantic and ravages me
> for hours on end. He can't get enough of me."
> >
> > The mother-in-law left.
> >
> > When she got home, she undressed, showered, put on her
> best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and
> laid on the couch, waiting for her husband to arrive.
> Finally, her husband came home.
> >
> > He walked in and saw her laying there so
> provocatively. "What are you doing?" he asked.
> >
> > "This is my love dress." she whispered
> sensually.
> >
> > "Needs ironing," he said. "What's
> for dinner?"
> >
> > He never heard the gunshot.
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