Mary, the housewife...

...was sitting home alone one afternoon when her husband's best friend, Ed, stopped by.

"Dave's not home," she told him. "He's golfing."

Ed said, "In that case, I have a proposition for you. Will you let me touch your breasts for $100?"

Mary was taken aback, but she thought about it. A hundred bucks was a hundred bucks.

"I guess I would," she said.

Ed put his hands up her blouse and gave her boobs a good fondling. Then he took out a hundred dollar bill and gave it to her.

"I enjoyed that!" he said. "Say, if I give you $100, would you let me touch your butt?"

"Well... I guess."

So he reached up the back of her skirt and spent a minute touching and squeezing her derriere. Then he took out a hundred dollar bill and gave it to her.

"Oh, heck!" he said. "Might as well go all the way. If I give you $100, would you let me touch you... down there?"

"Well... I guess so."

So he reached up her skirt and into her undies and gave her a good feeling up. Then he handed her $100 and left.

A while later Mary's husband came home from the golf course. "Did anything interesting happen today?" he asked.

"Er... no," said Mary. "Well, Ed stopped by."

"Oh!" said her husband. "Did he bring that $300 he owes me?