A wife finds a note from her husband on the fridge one morning..
My dear wife,
You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 57 years old can no longer satisfy. I am very happy with you and I value you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you will not wrongfully interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening with my 19 year old secretary at the comfort inn hotel.
Please don’t be upset – I shall be home before midnight. When the man came home late that night, he found the following note on the dining table…
My dear husband,
I received your letter and thank you for your honesty about me being 57 years old. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that you are also 57 years old.
As you know I am a maths teacher at our local college. I would like to inform you that while you read this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my students, who is also the assistant tennis coach. He is young virile and, like your secretary, is 19 years old.
As a successful businessman who has an excellent knowledge of maths, you will understand that we are in the same situation, although with one small difference – 19 goes into 57 more times than 57 goes into 19. Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow.
I Took My Fiancé to Visit My Parents — He Ran Out Screaming ‘I Can’t Believe It!’ in the Middle of the Night
Adam and I had been together for six years, planning to marry next month. But during a visit to my parents’ house, everything changed. Adam discovered their unconventional marriage—a secret I’d kept—and it rocked his trust in me.
It all began with a visit to my childhood home. Despite Adam’s preference for a hotel, I convinced him to stay for nostalgia’s sake. The visit started well, with family meals and laughter, but that night, Adam witnessed something shocking—my mother kissing another man. Horrified, he demanded an explanation, assuming infidelity.
I had dreaded this moment for years. My parents had an open marriage, and I had kept it hidden, unsure how to tell Adam. When he confronted me, I tried to explain, but he was too upset. His own trauma from his mother’s infidelity clouded everything. Feeling betrayed, he left for a hotel, needing time to process.
The rest of the visit was tense. My parents apologized, but the damage was done. On the drive home, we decided to seek therapy to work through the trust issues and Adam’s unresolved fears. Now, we’re talking more openly, trying to heal and move forward together.
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