They heard a noise.
Someone was coming upstairs.
“You said your wife was out of town,” she said, almost emotionless.
“She is…. I think.” he said, struggling to put his pants on before his wife walked into the room.
The door opened.
His wife dropped her purse on the floor, mouth agape.
“What the hell is this?!” she screamed.
“Honey!” he scrambled to come up with a response, “You… you wouldn’t understand. Nobody understands….”
“I- I love him.” said the toaster, tears forming in her buttons.