At a lively women’s gathering in United States, the conversation turned a little spicy after a few glasses of wine.
One woman smirked and said,
“Ladies, I have a confession… every time my husband leaves for a business trip, I wear my shortest silk robe and dance around the house like I’m in a movie.”
The room burst into laughter.
Another woman raised her hand.
“That’s nothing. Whenever my husband mows the lawn shirtless, I suddenly remember twenty chores that require me to stand near the window.”
More laughter.y
Then the quietest woman in the group slowly sipped her drink and said,
“Well… every Friday night I put on red lipstick, high heels, and something very daring…”
The whole room leaned in.
One lady whispered, “Oooh… what happens next?”
The quiet woman smiled innocently and replied:
“Nothing. I’m 62 years old… I just like watching my husband panic when he realizes I still know how to cause trouble.”
