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I used to get grief from my wife for playing 36 holes on Saturdays…

About a month ago the guys and I played 18 in the morning… They wanted to reload, but I told them that even though I had a few beers, my better judgment meant I had to go home under threat of divorce…

As I was leaving the course, there was a buxom brunette on the side of the road with a flat tire…

Being the Good Ag, I offered to help her change the tire… I got all sweaty and dirty…

She kinda came on to me and invited me to her apartment to clean up…

Unfortunately, I accepted (damn beers !!)…

We'll, one thing led to another and we ended up having sex…

When I got home I felt incredibly guilty and confessed the entire tryst to my wife…

She looked at me with cold, blue steel eyes and said…
"Don't lie to me you bas****… You played a second 18 didn't you !?!!!!"