One afternoon Howard accidentally overturned his golf cart.
Elizabeth, a very attractive and keen golfer, who lived in a condo on the golf course, heard the noise and called out, “Are you okay, what’s your name?”
“It’s Howard, and I’m okay, thanks,” he replied.
“Howard, forget your troubles. Come up to my condo and rest for awhile, and I’ll help you get the cart up later.”
“That’s mighty nice of you,” he answered, “but I don’t think my wife would like it.”
“Oh, come on,” Elizabeth insisted. She was very pretty, very sexy and so persuasive and Howard was weak.
“Well okay,” he finally agreed, and added, “but my wife. won’t like it.”
After a glass of scotch, and some very creative putting lessons demonstrated by Elizabeth, he thanked his host. “I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset.”
“Don’t be silly!” Elizabeth said with a smile, “She won’t know anything. By the way, where is she?”
“Probably still under the cart!” Howard said.
