“I was like eight months pregnant, and one evening a good friend of my husband’s asked to come in for a drink. He had a girl with him, they were not in a relationship, but I think that was where they were headed.
I was in the living room, resting, and hubby was in the kitchen drinking with these two. I hear music playing, it was some Latino song, and my hubby texts me to come and ‘Save him.’
‘Okay?’ I thought, from the sound of it it seemed like they were all having fun in the other room.
So I walked over to the kitchen but couldn’t believe what I saw. I mean, these folks hadn’t been drinking for long how rowdy could they be?
Lo and behold I walk into the kitchen and this girl was MY MAN a lap dance!
I kid you not, she was giving MY husband a lap dance, in MY house, in front of HER almost-boyfriend, fully aware that I was in the other room completely pregnant.
I am not really proud of what happened next, but something snapped in me at that moment. Call me territorial, but I yanked that floozy down by the hair. As she struggled to get up from the floor, I threw her shoes, screamed for her to put them on, and demanded she got the heck out of my house ASAP.
My husband’s idiot friend tried to excuse her behavior for some reason by saying she was a bit tipsy, so I proceeded to kick him out too. Sometimes you just got to take out the trash.”
