A young girl in short shorts tried to attract my husband’s attention: I had to teach this homewrecker a lesson 😱😱
My husband and I had long dreamed of a vacation, but somehow nothing worked out. And then – a miracle! – we managed to carve out a few days. We bought plane tickets literally at the last minute, so we got seats in different rows. I was not particularly upset: the main thing is that we will spend time together at the sea. Well, we will sit separately for a couple of hours, no big deal.
I enter the cabin, look for my seat. I pass by my husband and out of the corner of my eye I notice who is sitting next to him. A young girl – about twenty years old, in ultra-short denim shorts, with bright red lipstick and eyelashes like a fan.
I am not a jealous person, so I just smiled to myself: “Oh well, let her sit.”
But after about half an hour of flight I noticed that she was behaving… let’s say, too freely.
She was coquettishly whispering something to her husband, laughing at his every phrase, although he answered in monosyllables. Periodically “accidentally” touched his hand, asked him to help bring water, get a bag from under the seat.
My husband behaved like a gentleman, but with absolutely no interest. And everything would have been fine, but then she threw her long legs over the back of the chair in front of her — right in front of my husband’s face, as if deliberately demonstrating every line of her body.
That’s when I, as they say, got carried away. I couldn’t take it anymore and taught this homewrecker a harsh lesson. Continued 👇👇 Women, has this ever happened to you? What did you do?
A young girl in short shorts tried to get my husband’s attention: I had to teach this homewrecker a lesson
I stood up, slowly walked down the aisle, holding a plastic cup of coffee in my hands. I approached their row, smiled sweetly and, leaning towards my husband, kissed him on the cheek. But at the same time… I slightly “miscalculated” the movement of my hand.
“Oh… I’m so sorry,” I said almost in a whisper when a hot drop of coffee landed right on her thigh.
The girl jumped up as if she’d been stung.
– Are you crazy? – she screamed so loudly that the neighbors turned around. – These are actually my new shorts!
I, still smiling politely, answered:
A young girl in short shorts was trying to attract my husband’s attention: I had to teach this homewrecker a lesson
– Yeah, I noticed the shorts. You were showing them off so diligently the whole flight that it was hard not to notice. Maybe now you will finally sit down like a human being?
She snorted, took some sweatpants out of her bag and noisily went to the toilet to change.
My husband looked at me as if he wanted to say: “You are impossible.” And I sat down in my seat and for the first time during the flight calmly opened the magazine.
