A woman stops by,
unannounced, at her son’s house. She knocks on the door then immediately walks
in.
She is shocked to
see her daughter-in-law lying on the couch, totally naked. Soft music is playing,
candles are lit, and the aroma of perfume fills the room.
“What are you
doing?!” she asks.
“I’m waiting for
Jeff to come home from work,” the daughter-in-law explains.
“But you’re naked!”
the mother-in-law exclaims.
“This is my love
dress,” the daughter-in-law answers.
“Love dress? But
you’re naked!”
“Jeff loves me and
wants me to wear this dress. It excites him to no end. Every time he sees me in
this dress, he instantly becomes romantic and can’t get enough of me!”
The mother-in-law
leaves, inspired by what she has learned.
When the
mother-in-law gets home, she undresses, sowers, puts on her best perfume, dims
the lights, puts on a romantic CD, and lays on the couch, expectantly awaiting
her husband. Finally, her husband comes home. He walks in and sees her lying
there provocatively.
“What are you
doing? “ he asks.
“This is my love
dress,” she whispers sensually.
“Needs ironing,” he
says. “What’s for dinner?
He never heard the
gunshot.
