How I Got Knocked Out

I woke up hale and hearty this morning, and looked forward to enjoying a beautiful, healthful and stress-free day; least expecting that I was going to be knocked out by a woman.

During lunch hour, I was in the elevator when a tall, beautiful and busty lady with excellent cleavage got on. She was the type you would gladly take home to mama. How could I have helped myself?

So, I was staring at her boobs when she said, “Would you please press one?” Without any hesitation, I gladly picked the left one.

“I don't remember much afterwards."