A lady who’s been mourning her husband for four years finally goes away for the weekend with a man. On their first night, she gets naked except for a pair of black knickers.
“Why the black knickers?” asks the man
“You can fondle my breasts, my body is yours to explore, but down there i’m still in mourning,” she says. The next night, the same thing happens. But this time, the man is wearing a black condom. “what’s with the black condom?” she asks.
The man replies, “I want to offer my condolences