The wife came down with a terrible headache and
told her husband to go to the party and have a good
time.
Being the devoted husband, he protested, but she urged
him to go, saying that their friends were expecting
them. Said she was going to take some aspirin and go to
bed. So finally, he took his costume and away he went.
The wife, after sleeping soundly for an hour, awakened
without her headach, and as it was still early, she
decided to go to the party. Because her husband did not
know what her costume was, she thought she would have
some kicks watching him to see how he acted when she was
not around.
She joined the party and soon spotted her husband
cavorting around on the dance floor. He was dancing with
every good looking woman that he could, and copping a
feel here and taking a little kiss there.
Finally, his wife sidled up to him and being a rather
seductive woman herself, he left his partner high and
dry and devoted his time to the new “action.”
She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he
was her husband. Finally he whispered a little
proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went
to unstairs to one of the host’s bedrooms and had a
quickie.
Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped out, went
home and put the costume away and got into bed,
wondering what kind of explanation he would have for his
notorious behavior.
She was sitting up reading when he came in, and she
asked him what he had done.
He said, “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 to the party, I met Pete, Bill and
some other guys, so we went into the den and played
poker all evening. But I’ll tell you… the guy that I
loaned my costume said that he sure had one helluva
time!”