In Part 2, Tom got to fuck Josh while his wife was out, solidifying his love for cheating on her.
Part 3 - Under Her Watch
"Oh, Myra, don't take it so seriously! I'm just cuddling," Josh said, flashing the brightest teeth she'd ever seen. "If I liked women, I'd cuddle with you. And Tom is okay with it, right Tom?"
"Myra, just let him snuggle. It's not harming anyone. Aren't you happy to see your friend happy?" Tom asked.
Myra saw how happy Tom seemed at this moment. The two most influential men in her life sat across from her, both beaming. How could she say no?
"I guess," Myra said. "It's just a little weird, that's all. But it's fine. You're fine."
Myra thought about her conversation over coffee with Josh. How he'd copped to cheating on his husband as if it was no big deal. About his attempt to convince Myra that, if Tom was cheating, not to confront him. Was she supposed just to accept the possibility? But Josh was right. Without hard proof, there was no point in ruffling feathers.
Josh lay his head in Tom's lap. Tom put his large arm across Josh's side, resting his hand just above his waist. Having finished his drink, Tom's free hand caressed Josh's hair.
"Babe, I'm out. Can you grab us another drink?" Tom asked his wife, who was watching the television, trying to ignore how uncomfortable she felt with the closeness of her husband and her best friend. Although Josh is a wild card, Tom isn't gay. So there's no need to worry.
"Sure, hon. What would you like, Joshy?"
"A bloody mary. Is that weird? I know it's nighttime, but I want one. A fresh one, please. No mix. Extra horseradish," said Josh.
Myra stood frozen for a moment. She was happy to get these guys drinks, but why is Josh asking for literally the most involved drink possible? "I'll be back in an hour," she quipped, walking through the dining room to the kitchen.
"Dude, stick it down your throat. Hurry," whispered Tom. Josh didn't hesitate, already unbuttoning Tom's jeans.
Josh pulled out Tom's nearly 7 inches. Thick and engorged, Josh stuffed it down his throat with Tom's large hand on the back of his head.
"Oh fuck, yeah. Swallow that cock whole," Tom whispered. He thrust while Josh moaned. Tom knew from their previous experience that that meant he needed something in his man pussy.
Tom extended his arm down Josh's back. Josh, significantly shorter than Tom, arched his ass, giving Tom easy access to his hole. Tom squeezed his hand between Josh's smooth ass and his jeans. He probed for Josh's hole--his pussy, as Josh liked to call it--and inserted his middle finger. Tom enjoyed knowing Josh was slutty. Josh's hole was loose and often didn't require lube for a finger or two. This time was no different.
Josh moaned around Tom's cock. He loved having his best friend's husband's finger inside him. "We're so bad," Josh said after taking Tom's cock out of his mouth. He looked up at Tim with an evil grin.
"You like my married cock, don't you?" Tom asked quietly.
