A Greek Night

From the groaners listserv.

A very Greek man, relaxing at his favorite cafe in Krateron (a small Greek village in northern Greece), managed to attract a spectacular young blonde woman. He invited her back to his apartment, and after some small talk they made love.

After a pleasant interlude, and, at what seemed to him to be the appropriate time, he stretched, asked with a smile, “So…you finish?”

She paused for a second, frowned, and replied “No.”

Pleasantly surprised, the Greek man reached for her and had his way with her again. This time she’s wild, thrashing about on the bed and climaxing with screams of passion. Again, the Greek man smiles and asks, “You finish?”

And again, after a short pause, she returns his smile, cuddles closer to him, and says “No.”

Stunned, but damned if this woman is going to outlast him, the young man reaches for his date. It takes all of his strength and he barely manages to do it, but they climax simultaneously, screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping bed sheets.

It’s dawn by then, and, entirely spent, the exhausted Greek man falls onto his back, gasping. Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly, and asks, “You finish!?”

“Dammit, no!” she shouts back. “For the last time, I am Swedish!”

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