Meanwhile, at the pub, the husbands are “networking”…:
– So, how was your evening last night?
– Great! When I came home, the food was ready. I ate, we shagged and I fell asleep. You?
– A nightmare! I came home earlier to fix the kitchen shelf. When I switched on the power drill, the fuse went out. The whole house went into darkness.
Couldn’t find the bloody fuse-box, so when my better half arrived, I took her out.
It was the only thing to do to avoid getting an earful… Dinner was so expensive that I couldn’t afford the taxi back home, so we had to walk home. Once there, the house was still in the dark, obviously, so I had to light all these darned candles to avoid knocking everything down. I was so wound up that it took me an hour to get a hard on, and another one to come. In the end, I was so p!ssed off that it took me ages to fall asleep, while she kept yapping on and on about heck knows what!