A governor and wife were having dinner at a very fine restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman comes over to their table, gives the governor a big open-mouthed kiss, says she'll see him later and walks away.
His wife glares at him and says, "Who the hell was that??"
"Oh," replies the governor, "she's my prostitute."
"Well, that's the last straw," says the wife. "I've had enough, I want a divorce."
"I can understand that," replies her husband, "but remember, if we get a divorce it will mean no more butt kising sycophants, no more political favors, no more state power, no more BMWs or Lexuses in the garage, no more yacht club and moving out of the Governor's Mansion. But the decision is yours."
Just then, a former president enters the restaurant with a slightly chunky women on his arm. "Who's that woman with Bill? " asks the wife.
"That's his mistress," says the governor.
"At least ours works for a living," she replies.