hollydolly
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- Location
- London England
A married couple were celebrating their 25th Anniversary at home, just the two of them enjoying a few bottles of champagne 
After a few glasses, the husband, feeling sentimental and a little bold, looked lovingly at his wife and said, “Honey, after all these years, be honest with me. Have you ever cheated on me?”
She hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “Since you’re asking... I have - three times.”
“What?
Three times?!” he exclaimed.
“Let me explain,” she said gently. “The first time was when we had just gotten married. You needed that heart surgery, and we couldn’t afford it. I… made a deal with the surgeon, and he did the operation for free.”
The husband blinked, stunned..... “Wow… that’s- well, that was actually very kind of you. I guess I owe my life to that.”
He took another sip and asked, “Alright… what about the second time?”
“Remember when you were passed over for that promotion? I met with your boss, and after… some persuasion, he gave you the job.”
He rubbed his forehead. “I suppose I might’ve earned it anyway - but, well, erm.... thank you.”
Then he asked nervously, “And the third time?”
She smiled sweetly.
“Do you recall two years ago when you wanted to be elected president of the baseball club - and you were short fifty-three votes…?”
After a few glasses, the husband, feeling sentimental and a little bold, looked lovingly at his wife and said, “Honey, after all these years, be honest with me. Have you ever cheated on me?”
She hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “Since you’re asking... I have - three times.”
“What?
Three times?!” he exclaimed.
“Let me explain,” she said gently. “The first time was when we had just gotten married. You needed that heart surgery, and we couldn’t afford it. I… made a deal with the surgeon, and he did the operation for free.”
The husband blinked, stunned..... “Wow… that’s- well, that was actually very kind of you. I guess I owe my life to that.”
He took another sip and asked, “Alright… what about the second time?”
“Remember when you were passed over for that promotion? I met with your boss, and after… some persuasion, he gave you the job.”
He rubbed his forehead. “I suppose I might’ve earned it anyway - but, well, erm.... thank you.”
Then he asked nervously, “And the third time?”
She smiled sweetly.
“Do you recall two years ago when you wanted to be elected president of the baseball club - and you were short fifty-three votes…?”
