she could take her pick
“I need a Lover,” she told me one night, “and I need you to arrange it.”
“But i am your husband,” i replied, “don’t you think that’s a little odd?”
“Just get it done Derek,” she said. So i did. They were Tim and Robert, two of the local guys with reputations for pleasing women; she could take her pick.
“I have asked them round tomorrow and you can choose the one you want.” I told her.
I left them alone to get to know each other and did not see my Wife until the next day.
“How did you get on and do you now have a Lover?” i asked.
“It was a lovely evening thank you, and yes I do,” she replied.
“So who is it then, Robert or Tim?”
“Yes!” She replied. And at that moment i knew just what my future was going to be.