A married man was spending the afternoon with his girlfriend when she asked that he shave his beard.
“I do like your beard, John, but I would really love to see your handsome face,” she said.
“My wife loves this beard, honey,” he replied.
“I couldn’t possibly shave it. She would kill me.”
“Oh, please?” his girlfriend purred.
“Really, I can’t,” he replied.
“My wife loves this beard!”
The girlfriend asked once more, and he sighed and finally gave in.
That night, John crawled into bed with his wife while she was sleeping.
His wife stirred, felt his face, and said,
“Oh, Robert, you shouldn’t be here.
My husband will be home soon