A very attractive female golfer, who lived in a villa on the golf course, heard the noise and called out, “Are you okay?”

 

“I’m okay, thanks,” I replied as I pulled myself out of the twisted cart.

 

“Why don’t you come up to my villa, rest for a while, and I’ll help you get the cart up later.”

 

I noticed her silky bathrobe was partially open, revealing what appeared to be a very nice figure.

 

“That’s mighty nice of you,” I answered, “But I don’t think my wife would like it.”

 

“Oh, come on now”, she insisted.

 

She was so pretty and very, very persuasive. I was weak…

 

“Well, okay,” I finally agreed, “However, I’m sure my wife won’t like it.”

 

After a couple of Beers, I thanked her and said, “I feel a lot better now, 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, letting her robe fall slightly more open. “Stay for a while, she won’t know anything.  By the way, where is she?”

 

“Still under the cart, I suppose.”