The gentleman husband called home...

... and the butler picked up.

Husband (H): Where is my lady? Give her the phone.

Butler (B): Good Afternoon Sir, umm, well, she is in the bedroom with someone.

H (Infuriated): What? What are they doing?
Butler checked and informed him that they were kissing.

H (Very infuriated): Listen, go to my study and open the third drawer of my desk. There is a gun and bullets there. Get them.

Butler followed his directions and came back with the gun.

H: Now load the gun, go back to the bedroom and kill the hell out of both of them.

B: Si..sir, are you sure?

H: You heard me, follow my directions.

Butler followed the directions and killed both of them.

B (on phone): Sir, both are dead. What should I do now?

H: Take the bodies to our backyard and bury them under the oak tree.

B: Sir, we don't have any oak tree here.

H (confused): What? George, what are you saying, bury him under our big oak tree.

B: Sir, my name is Alfred.

H: Oh, I guess I dialed the wrong number. Goodbye.