But what’s the dollar for?

Gorgeous Woman Seduces the Mailman the Day Before His Retirement—But Nothing Prepared Him for What She Said Afterwards

It was the mailman’s last day on the job after 35 years of carrying mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood.

At the first house on his route, the whole family greeted him, congratulated him, and sent him on his way with a big gift certificate.

At the second house, he received a box of fine imported cigars.

At the third house, the folks gave him a selection of terrific fishing lures.

At each stop along the route, he was met with congratulations, farewells, cards, and gifts of all types and values.

Finally, at the last house, he was greeted by a stunning young blonde in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, led him inside, and up the stairs to the bedroom—where they shared a very passionate time together.

Afterwards, she brought him downstairs and served him a huge breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he was stuffed, she poured him a cup of steaming coffee.

As she set it down, he noticed a dollar bill tucked under the cup.

“All this was too wonderful for words,” he said. “But what’s the dollar for?”

“Well,” she replied, “last night I told my husband that today was your last day and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you.”

He said, ‘Scr*w him… give him a dollar.’

The blonde blushed and added, “But the breakfast was my idea.”

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