My wife, Daisy, and I were outside on our back deck. It was a cool evening in early Fall. I was working to bring our hot tub up to temperature. Our hot tub is wood-fired and it takes about an hour to heat-up the water. I was naked. Daisy was wearing a loose cotton robe and nothing else, she was looking at her phone. I was stoking the fire.

Robert, our friend and my wife's longtime lover, emerged from the house. He was also naked, but he had a towel draped around his neck. He slid the patio door closed, turned and moved over to where my wife sat and set a big black butt plug down on the patio table in front of her with a thing of lube. The plug made a weighty “thump” sound as he set it on the tabletop.

"Uh..." Daisy said, picking-up the plug, "What's this?"

Robert said, "You told me to bring you a plug from the basket under the sink in your bathroom. I brought you a plug from the basket."

"The biggest fucking one!" Daisy said, holding it up.

"You weren't specific," Robert said.

My wife looked at me.

I said, "You didn't say to NOT bring the big one. You said: 'Bring me a plug from the basket.'"

"I can't get this in my ass," Daisy said.

"You have," I said.

Daisy looked at me again, "That was a while ago... I was high as fuck and it STILL hurt."

"Stretched you out good," I said.

Daisy laughed, "Fuck off."

"You're high now... aren't you?" Robert asked.

"Yeah... but not high enough to get THIS monster up my ass."

Feeling like I needed to support my wife I said, "She hasn't gone THAT big in years."

Robert looked disappointed.

Now feeling bad for Robert I asked Daisy, "You think you could work up to it?"

Daisy said, "No... I don't think I could work up to it." Setting the plug down on the patio table with a definitive thump. “I don’t even know why we still HAVE this fucking thing.”

“Could use it as a doorstop,” I said.

Daisy laughed. Robert grinned.

Daisy stood-up and grabbed the big black butt plug. “I’ll go get the one I want,” She said.

“What are you gonna do with the monster plug?” I asked.

She turned - held it up, “Throw it out.”

“No. Don’t..." I said, “Don’t throw it out.”

She thumped it back down on the tabletop, turned and went inside.

Robert and I were quiet for several moments. I added another log to the fire in the boiler, Robert held the monster plug - rolling it this way and that in his hands.

Robert said, “She really get this thing up her ass?”

“She really did,” I said, “That was a wild night.”

“Would you tell me about it?” Robert asked.

So I did...