Disclaimer: the following joke is of a sexual nature. For those of you young, sweet and innocent, and wanting to remain that way, go read something else. If you’re already corrupt, read on…

Three women were out in a restaurant discussing their husbands.

“What my husband really likes,” says Helen, “is when I give him a blow job. It really does it for him.”

Gwen nodded but Abigail just giggled nervously.

“I’ve never…” Abigail began, “I’ve never done anything like that with my husband. That’s rude!”

Gwen looked at her. “It’s really not that bad — and you know, part of the deal I keep telling my Gareth is that I do things for him, so he’s expected to do things for me too…”

“Is it not…” Abigail blushed. “Is it not, you know, unpleasant and icky?”

Helen laughed. “No more icky than other things. Although there is one thing I’ve noticed — when I’m giving Horace a blowjob, I usually notice that his balls are very cold.”

“That’s a relief!” said Gwen. “Gareth’s balls are cold too, but I didn’t like to say anything!”

“Do you think I should try it with Arthur, then?” asked Abigail.

The other two both nodded agreement.

“It’s not bad at all, and it certainly keeps Horace happy!” laughed Helen.

The next week however, when Helen and Gwen got to the restaurant for their regular date, they found that Abigail was already sat at the table, but she was in floods of tears.

“What’s the matter, Abby?” asked Gwen.

“I tried that…” sniffed Abigail. “I gave him a blow job just before coming out tonight, and now he’s left me and said he wants a divorce.”

“A divorce?” exclaimed Helen. “Did you bite him or something?”

“No, it wasn’t that.” sobbed Abigail. “He enjoyed the blowjob. It was afterwards…”

“Afterwards what?” demanded Gwen.

“Well,” Abigail wiped some of the tears away. “His balls were really hot, and I just said it was funny that his were so hot when Horace and Gareth’s were so cold…”