She says, “because I’ve been having an affair with your best friend, and he is a far better lover than you are.”
Again the husband stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more tightly and slowly increases the speed to 55mph. She pushes her luck. “I want a house.”
Up to 60 mph. “I want the car, too.”
She continues. 65mph.
“And,” she says, “I’ll have the bank accounts, all the credit cards and the boat!”Continue reading…
