After 20 years of marriage, their sex life was as exciting as chamomile tea.
“What about a threesome, sweet pie”, he asked sheepishly one day.
“With you?! I’d have to be drunk!”, she replied.
He took her word for it, prepared a hearty meal and kept the beer flowing. After the third bottle, she turned to his two wobbly heads and, blinking slowly, said: “So who do I sleep with? You?… (pointing left) Or you?… (pointing right)”
“Both of us,” he replied slurring his consonants. “The both of you with the both of us.”
“Ok,” she said. “Come on, let’s have a foursome.”