This took place last August. Please forgive me if it’s a bit long, but I think you will appreciate it more knowing the back story.
Several years ago, my sister, Marissa, starting dating a new guy. I first met David when she brought him to a family get-together. He was tall (6′-3″) and quite handsome. Marissa seemed very taken with him. My boyfriend at the time and I got along very well with David, even though he was a terrible flirt with me. Marissa told me that David was a wonderful lover, and very well endowed. I chalked this up to infatuation and exaggeration, and as he was dating my sister (and I was in a steady relationship) never pursued it.
I met a new guy, Steve, and he seemed to be ideal husband material. A little over a year later we were walking down the aisle together. Marissa and David were both part of the wedding party. Some time after that Marissa and David broke up, but we still remained friends with him. David met Jackie and they ended up getting married. Both Marissa and I (as well as our folks) attended that wedding. As I got to know Jackie we became friends and the four of us started hanging out together a lot.