"I'm okay thanks," I replied as I pulled myself out of the twisted cart.
She said, "Come up to my villa, rest a while, and I'll help you get the cart up later." I noticed her silky bathrobe was partially open, revealing what appeared to be a very nice figure.
"That's mighty nice of you," I answered, but I don't think my wife would like it.
"Oh, come on now," she insisted.She was so pretty, and very, very persuasive.
I was weak. "Well okay," I finally agreed, "But I'm sure my wife won't like it.
After a couple of Scotch and waters, I thanked her and said, "I feel a lot better now. But I know my wife is going to be really upset. So I'd better go now."
"Don't be silly!" she said with a smile, letting her robe fall slightly more open. "Stay for awhile. She won't know anything. By the way, where is she?"
I replied, "Still under the cart, I guess."