My Secretary

Two weeks ago was my thirty-fifth birthday and I wasn't feeling too bothered about it that morning.

I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say, "Happy Birthday" and probably prepared a present for me.
Forget "Happy Birthday". She didn't even say "Good Morning".

I thought, "Well, that's wives for you, the children will remember."
However, the children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word.

I went to the office feeling pretty low.
As I walked into my office my secretary, Janet, said, "Good morning, boss, happy Birthday!"
And I felt a little better; someone had remembered. I worked until noon.
Then, Janet knocked on my door and said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day outside and it's your birthday, let's go to lunch, just you and me."
I said, "That's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go."

We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; we went out to the country to a little private place. We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch tremendously.

On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day. We don't need to go back to the office, do we?"
I said, "No, I guess not."
She said, "Let's go to my apartment."
After arriving at her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I think I'll go change."
"Sure." I replied excitedly.
I started getting very excited and thought today is my lucky day.

She went into the bedroom and in about six minutes later, she came out carrying a big birthday cake, followed by my wife, children, and dozens of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday.

And there I sat on the couch naked!