So I have been texting this whore back and forth that is always at the same bar I frequent. I have never touched her except when she gets drunk and reaches down my pants creating a scene

. Anyway this was the call.
husband: Is this Mike?
me: Yeah, can I help you
husband: You can start by stop fucking my wife!!
me: You must have me confused with someone else
husband: I read the texts, she told you to meet her at the bar you asshole!
me: Yeah, one of her friends kind of digs me, as a matter of fact I think I am taking her out tonight. Do you know Jill?
husband: Yeah, I know her. Well, why is my wife texting you then?
me: why are you going through her phone? Sounds like you two have trust issues, not sure what his has to do with me.
husband: Well, she has cheated in the past
me: sounds like you married a whore pal, again, what does this have to do with me?
husband: just seems fishy is all that she wanted you up there so bad and had been texting you all day.
Me: not when you consider she was hooking me up with her friend
husband: you are probably right, I am sorry, this bitch just drives me crazy.
me: Ok dude, have a good day
Husband: you too.
I wish it more more exciting, but that was it. Made me laugh anyway.