“Gift wrap, ma’am?”
“Yes, for the Yorkie figurine,” answered Cheryl. “It’s for my boss.”
“And the aphrodisiac lotion?”
“Why not? My husband will enjoy opening it.”
Back at work, Ms. Nakamura, Cheryl’s friendly and helpful boss, was not in her office. Smiling, Cheryl jotted ‘Merry Christmas from Cheryl’ on the gift tag and left the package on her desk.
When she arrived home, Rick was reading the newspaper.
“I brought you—us—a present, darling.” Cheryl winked. “Here, open it now.” She licked her lips and began unbuttoning her blouse.
Then she heard Rick say, “Oh, what a cute little dog.”