The Affair
A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband
opening the front door. "Hurry!" she said, "Stand in the
corner." She quickly rubbed baby oil all over him and then she
dusted him with talcum powder. "Don't move until I tell you
to," she whispered. "Just pretend you're a statue."
"What's this, honey?" the husband inquired as he entered the
room.
"Oh, it's just a statue," she replied nonchalantly. "The Smiths
bought one for their bedroom. I liked it so much, I got one for
us too."
No more was said about the statue, not even later that night
when they went to sleep. Around two in the morning, the husband
got out of bed, went to the kitchen and returned a while later
with a sandwich and a glass of milk.
"Here," he said to the 'statue', "eat something. I stood like
an idiot at the Smiths' for three days, and nobody offered me as
much as a glass of water."
A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband
opening the front door. "Hurry!" she said, "Stand in the
corner." She quickly rubbed baby oil all over him and then she
dusted him with talcum powder. "Don't move until I tell you
to," she whispered. "Just pretend you're a statue."
"What's this, honey?" the husband inquired as he entered the
room.
"Oh, it's just a statue," she replied nonchalantly. "The Smiths
bought one for their bedroom. I liked it so much, I got one for
us too."
No more was said about the statue, not even later that night
when they went to sleep. Around two in the morning, the husband
got out of bed, went to the kitchen and returned a while later
with a sandwich and a glass of milk.
"Here," he said to the 'statue', "eat something. I stood like
an idiot at the Smiths' for three days, and nobody offered me as
much as a glass of water."
