Carwash

I was out in the front garden and when I looked across the road and noticed the women from number 26 washing her car.

I watched for a while as she let the soap bubbles run between her succulent boobs, she put the water hose in her mouth and gave me a cheeky wink…

I walked over and said, “You know, I like the way you handle that hose.”

“Well do you now, then I guess it must be your turn next, honey” she said, licking her lips.

I COULD NOT BELIEVE MY LUCK.

“Great,” I replied, “my car hasn’t been washed in weeks.”