Don’t Tell

She looked around at the clothes thrown all over the floor in horror. “What have we done?” she asked.

“I don’t know about you, but I just had sex.”

“I’m being serious,” she huffed as she started getting dressed. “He can’t know.”

“Ok.”

“Don’t tell him.”

“Do you really think I’m going to start the next conversation I have with my brother by saying, ‘Hey man, I’m nailing your wife’?”

Just then, his phone rang. “Is it him?” she asked nervously.

“Relax,” he sighed. “It’s just one of my grandkids.”

6 comments on “Don’t Tell

  1. 1jaded1 says:

    Never saw that coming.

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