Battle of the Mistresses

A husband and wife were having dinner at a very fine restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman comes over to their table and gives the husband a big, open-mouthed kiss.  “I’ll see you later,” she says, and walks away.

The wife glares at her husband and says, “Who was that?”

“Oh,” replies the husband, “she’s my mistress.”

“That’s the last straw,” says the wife.  “I’ve had enough.  I want a divorce!”

“I can understand that,” replies her husband, “but remember.  If we get a divorce, it will mean no more shopping trips to Paris, no more wintering in Barbados, no more summers in Tuscany, no more Corvette in the garage and no more yacht club.  There will be no more credit cards and large bank accounts.  But the decision is all yours.”

Just then, a mutual friend enters the restaurant with a gorgeous babe on his arm.  “Who’s that woman with Tony?” asks the wife.

“That’s his mistress,” says her husband.