***This story contains wifesharing and non-humiliation cuckolding. If you don't like the genre please feel free to check the archives for something more your speed.***
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The evening started as a simple barbeque. Joe and I used to work in the same company as managers of different departments. We often had to run projects together and became friends over the years. I was sad to see Joe go when he moved on to a better opportunity at another company. We still stayed in touch and our friendship moved outside the workplace. Joe, being unmarried, became a monthly or even weekly regular at our house.
We'd grilled some steaks and opened a few more bottles of wine than we probably should have. Tammy doesn't drink often so she got pretty hilarious as the night progressed. It was the first cool night of autumn following a long sweaty summer and prime time for the hot tub. I brought this up to Tammy at dinner too buzzed to even think of the "third wheel" in our midst.
Tammy agreed enthusiastically and the conversation moved on without a thought.
After dinner and some music, the night started to wind down. The hot tub caught my eye and I asked Joe to help me pull the cover off.
"Perfect." I said dunking my hand into the water.
Joe was in no condition to drive. Seeing Tammy and my excitement about doing some soaking he said, "Hey I'm a bit too foggy to drive home. You mind if I sober up on your couch for a while?"
"Just come hot tub with us Joe." Tammy pleaded. Joe was in jeans and there was no way any of my trunks would fit him.
"Babe do you have any spare bikinis that'll fit him?" I gestured at Joe.
We all laughed at that one.
"Joe come on...just hot tub with us.." She pleaded again.
"Yeah dude just wear your boxers in there." I chimed in.
"I'm not wearing any." He replied.
"Really...?" I was a bit taken back.
"Never liked the things." Joe confided.
"Huh..." I trailed off at that.
"Then just don't wear anything." Tammy giggled. "Don't worry I've seen twigs 'n' berries before."
Joe seemed reluctant.
"Just turn on the jets and get in while we're changing and I'll keep the lights off." I gave myself a mental pat-on-the-back for my impeccable logic despite inebriation.
Looking back I wouldn't say there was a sexual charge to any of this. It all just seemed like drunken playful banter.
Joe relented and was in the tub when we returned in our swim clothes. The first thing I did when we got to the tub was turn on the lights that I had previously said I wouldn't turn on. I let out a loud "Whoops". We laughed again and you really couldn't see shit through the jet currents anyway so I turned the lights back off.
We kept the wine flowing and soaked and joked for a bit. Tammy was more drunk than I'd seen her in decades. The ruckus didn't really start until Joe said he was overheating and told us not to look for a bit while he sat on the edge of the tub.
"Just do it Joe." Tammy scorned. "I've seen plenty of dongs before and we're all adults here."
While I teased tammy about the number of dongs she'd seen before, Joe sat on a towel on the ledge and that was when Tammy first saw it.
"Holy shit Joe..." Tammy was aghast.
I looked. "Jesus Christ dude..." Joe's cock was huge!
"Yeah I get that a lot." Joe replied trying to act casual.
Apparently being naked in the tub with all the jets and bubbles had done something for Joe. His enormous cock was semi-erect and jutting up at nearly a 45-degree angle.
"Maybe I should just go in now." Joe offered.
"Nah don't sweat it." I averted my gaze to Tammy. She was still staring at it in awe. She finally snapped out of it and looked up at Joe trying to act casual.
"Yeah, stay Joe..." She trailed off quietly and feigned a smile before looking at it one last time and turning away.
Joe reached for a towel and draped it over his lap. The tent his erection pitched just made it stand out even more. What seemed like several uncomfortable and silent minutes went by before I broke it.
"Alright...I think we need to address the elephant's trunk in the room." I said pointing at the leaning teepee in his lap. Tammy laughed so hard she spit her wine out and Joe gave an uncomfortable chuckle.
"Yeah. Sorry about this. Its got a mind of its own." Joe apologized.
"How big is that thing?!" Tammy blurted out, the booze making her sound like an excited kid who just discovered a caterpillar.
"It's ten and a half inches when I'm fully erect." He relented.
"That's not fully erect?!" She again blurted.
"Nah." He blushed a bit.
"I wanna see again..." She pleaded. This one really caught me off guard. Tammy was usually so reserved about stuff like this. She immediately looked at me realizing again where she was and that she may have overstepped her bounds.
"You can take the towel off. It's not helping. I don't care if she sees if you don't." I offered flatly.