A couple were invited to a swanky family masked fancy dress Halloween
party. The wife got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to
the
party alone. He, being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued
and
said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed and there was no
need for his good time to be spoiled by not going.
So he took his costume and away he went. The wife, after sleeping
soundly
for about an hour, woke without pain and as it was still early,
decided go
to the party. As her husband didn't know what her costume was, she
thought
she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted
when
she was not with him.
So she joined the party and soon spotted her husband in his costume,
cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice "chick"
he
could and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there.
His wife went up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he
left
his new partner high and dry and devoted his time to her.
She let him go as far as he wished, naturally, since he was her
husband.
After more drinks he finally he whispered a little proposition in her
ear
and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had passionate
intercourse in the back seat. Just before unmasking at midnight, she
slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed,
wondering what kind of explanation he would make up for his outrageous
behavior.
She was sitting up reading when he came in, so she asked what kind of
time
he had.
"Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you're
not
there." Then she asked,"Did you dance much?" He replied, "I'll tell
you, I
never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown
and
some other guys, so we went into the spare room and played poker all
evening."
You must have looked really silly wearing that costume playing poker
all
night!" she said with unashamed sarcasm.
To which the husband replied, "Actually, I gave my costume to your
Dad,
apparently he had the time of his life."
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