A great short story.
“No, don’t worry, he doesn’t suspect a thing,” my wife Tracy said to the man. “We can meet up this weekend while the old sod is away on business. The boring old fart is so stupid he has absolutely no idea what I get up to.”
I gulped as I held the phone to my ear. I’d phoned my wife, but instead of getting through I’d got a crossed line, and was, apparently, listening in to her conversation with someone else.
“So I’m not your first boyfriend since you married him?” the man asked her.
“Not even my third!” She gave a hoot of laughter. “But the others definitely weren’t as sexy as you.”
“Do you really hate it when your husband comes near you?”
“Yuck, he makes my flesh crawl!” Tracy made a mock vomiting sound. “I was planning to divorce him one day but I reckon I need…
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