Charlie was visiting an old friend and his wife for dinner...

Upon leaving, his car wouldn't start, and it was too late to call the local service station.

His friend urged Charlie to stay over, but since there was neither a spare bed or couch in the house, Charlie would have to sleep with the husband and wife. No sooner had the husband fallen asleep when the wife tapped Charlie on the shoulder, calling him over on her side. They both started whispering:

* Charlie: "I couldn't do that. Your husband is my best friend!"

* Wife: "Listen, sugar, there ain't nothing in the whole wide world that could wake him up now."

* Charlie: "I can't believe that... Certainly if i get on top of you and screw you, he'll wake up, won't he?"

* Wife: "Sugar, he certainly won't. If you don't believe me, pluck a hair out of his asshole and see if that wakes him."

Charlie did just that, and was amazed when the husband remained asleep, so he climbed over to the wife's side of the bed and fucked her.

When he finished, he climbed back to his own side. It wasn't long before she tapped him on the shoulder and called him over again. He pulled another hair to determine if his friend was asleep. This went on **eight times** during the night, and each time before Charlie screwed the woman, he first pulled out one of the husband's asshole hairs.

**The ninth time** he pulled a hair, the husband woke up and muttered:

* "Listen, Charlie, old pal, *i don't mind you fucking my wife*, but for Pete's sake, **stop using my ass for a scoreboard!**"