Lottery Winner
Mike was a lucky man. He'd married a lovely girl and won the lottery in that order. Not 'just' a million but several millions. In fact enough to let them have cruises, cars, a luxury home and after all this, be able to live very comfortably on the interest.
But Mike was bored. He'd tried lots of hobbies, sports and pastimes but non held his attention for long. Over drinks one night he talked about his problem with a close friend. "I'll bet you never thought of this one Mike", his friend said, "How about bee keeping?".
Well Mike looked into this and after a short while it became his obsession. Every waking moment bees filled his life. Sadly his wife Sue began to feel left out. Mike ignored her and their sex life became a distant memory.
Sue was having lunch with a friend and they discussed her relationship with Mike. "You must get involved with his hobby, show an interest, do something he can't ignore", her friend advised. So Sue thought about this and had a brainwave. She went along to the local tattoo parlour and asked the tattooist to put a bee on each cheek of her backside.
That night, without stopping to check on her new body art, she put on her sexiest, shortest nightie and knelt on the bed in front of Mike. Facing away from him, she bent over, lifted up her nightie and revealed her bare backside. She spread her legs sexily and said, "Oh Mike, what do you think of my tattoos?"
Mike peered over his 'Bee Keepers Weekly' and looked. "Very nice love but, WHO THE HELL IS BOB?"
But Mike was bored. He'd tried lots of hobbies, sports and pastimes but non held his attention for long. Over drinks one night he talked about his problem with a close friend. "I'll bet you never thought of this one Mike", his friend said, "How about bee keeping?".
Well Mike looked into this and after a short while it became his obsession. Every waking moment bees filled his life. Sadly his wife Sue began to feel left out. Mike ignored her and their sex life became a distant memory.
Sue was having lunch with a friend and they discussed her relationship with Mike. "You must get involved with his hobby, show an interest, do something he can't ignore", her friend advised. So Sue thought about this and had a brainwave. She went along to the local tattoo parlour and asked the tattooist to put a bee on each cheek of her backside.
That night, without stopping to check on her new body art, she put on her sexiest, shortest nightie and knelt on the bed in front of Mike. Facing away from him, she bent over, lifted up her nightie and revealed her bare backside. She spread her legs sexily and said, "Oh Mike, what do you think of my tattoos?"
Mike peered over his 'Bee Keepers Weekly' and looked. "Very nice love but, WHO THE HELL IS BOB?"