It started as a simple girls’ night out — two wives, some drinks, and the promise of laughter. They told their husbands not to wait up, claiming they’d be back late. The husbands, supportive and trusting, nodded and stayed in for a quiet evening.
By 2:00 a.m., both wives were still out.
The first husband, worried, called his wife. She answered, slurring slightly, “Honey, I’m at Susan’s house. We just lost track of time, I’ll sleep here.” He believed her, reassured.
The second husband did the same. His wife picked up and said, “Oh, I’m at Jenny’s place. Too many drinks — I’ll crash here tonight.”
All seemed fine. Until the next morning.
The two men, chatting over coffee later, made a startling discovery: neither of the wives had slept at the homes they claimed. Why? Because neither Susan nor Jenny knew the other had been “hosting.”
Turns out, both had lied — using each other as cover. Caught in the most unexpected way, they now had explaining to do.
Moral of the story? If you’re going to lie, make sure your stories actually line up… especially when your cover story is a real person with a phone.
