Since the wife is eight months into her pregnancy, the husband has to sleep on the floor to avoid any chance of contact, which could happen pretty easily, since he had been desperate for quite a while.
Just before lying down on the bed, she glances at him & sees the poor guy curled up on the floor, eyes stare widely into the empty air, filled with hopeless desire.
Feeling sorry for her husband, she opens the top drawer of her night table, takes out a fifty dollar bill, and gives it to him.
“Honey, you’re so depressed. Here, take this money & go to the woman next door, she will let you sleep with her tonight. Remember now, this happens only this once. OK?”
The husband can’t believe his ears, but afraid that she may change her mind, he grabs the money and leaves quickly.
A few minutes later, he returns, hands the bill back to the wife & says dejectedly,
“Crystal says this is not enough, she wants eighty.”
The wife’s face slowly turns red with anger, “Why that damn bitch. When she was pregnant & her husband came over here, I only charged him fifty.”