A Muff In Mourning

Sadie lost her husband almost four years ago and still has not gotten 

out of her depression, mourning as if it were only yesterday. Her 

daughter is constantly calling her and urging her to get back into the world. 

 Finally, Sadie says she'd go out, but didn't know anyone. Her daughter 

immediately replies, "Mama! I have someone for you to meet." 

 Well, it was an immediate hit. They took to one another and after 

dating for six weeks he asks her to join him for a weekend in the Catskills. 

And we know what that meant. 

Their first night there she undresses as he does. There she stood nude 

except for a pair of black lacy panties. He in his

birthday suit. Looking at her he asks, "Why the black panties?" 

She replies, "My breasts you can fondle, my body is yours to explore, 

but down there I am still in mourning." 

He knows he's not getting lucky that night. The following night the 

same scenario. She's standing there with the black panties on and he is in 

his birthday suit; except that he has an erection on which he has a 

black condom. 

She looks at him and asks, "What's with this...a black condom?" 

He replies, "I want to offer my condolences."