It was Dillon’s turn to pick what we were going to do for our date night, but he was very tight-lipped about what was on the agenda. He only told me to pack a bag because we wouldn’t be back home until morning. He also heavily insinuated that I should pack something sexy to wear for him.

Little did he know, I had ordered some new lingerie for him and it just happened to have arrived that morning. It was a lacy black chemise with the hottest pair of crotchless panties that I’d ever seen in my life. I planned on surprising him with them at home, but it might be even more fun to spring them on him during whatever he had planned for us.

We left the house around 3:00 in the afternoon, which was much earlier than we ever left for our dates before. He refused to tell me where we were going, even after I figured out that we were headed downtown. It wasn’t until we pulled up in front of The Ambassador Hotel that I finally knew.

“This is something I’ve wanted to do with you for a long time. We’re going to get a room, and we’re not coming out until tomorrow morning.”

“What about dinner? We have to come out for that, right?”

“We’re going to order room service, but we’ll worry about that later. Come on inside, or we’re going to be late.”

Late? We were checking into a hotel. What could we possibly be late for? These were the thoughts in my head as someone rushed out to the car to help with our bags.

I couldn’t believe my eyes when we walked in. It was a genuine definition of luxury. There was marble everywhere, and everything was shining as though everything inside was personally polished by hand.

“Hi, we have a reservation for Doctor Dillon Baker,” my husband told the woman at the front desk, an attractive blonde without a single hair out of place.

“Yes, Doctor Baker, we’ve been expecting you. We’ve got you in room 700, and the gentlemen here will be happy to help you to your room,” the woman said, handing a key card to my husband. “Go ahead and get into your home and we’ll be ready for you in about twenty minutes.”

“What’s in twenty minutes?” I whispered to Dillon as we stepped onto the elevator.

“You’ll see,” he replied with a smirk.

The room itself was fantastic. It was two levels, the top being a large bedroom and the bottom being an oversized living area and a bathroom with one of the biggest tubs I’d ever seen.

“Oh, I’m getting in that later,” I told him.

“Look at the size of that thing. I’m coming with you.”

Dillon whisked me out of the room as I was still admiring it and took me back down to the reception area. Two women were standing there holding white robes that were as soft as a cloud.

“Please go into the bathrooms behind you, strip out of your clothes and put on your robes. We’ll meet you right around the corner here when you’re done,” the woman said as she handed us our robes.

The surprise ended up being a 90-minute spa treatment. It was unbelievable. I got a facial, manicure, pedicure, and the most amazing massage I could have imagined. I didn’t want it to end, but sadly it had to. Still, I was feeling so relaxed.

“Thank you so much for that, Dillon. I enjoyed that.”

“Don’t thank me yet; we’re just getting started.”

We went up to our room and found a bottle of wine chilling in our room. Dillon poured each of us a glass and made the call to order room service. He ordered a Kansas City strip steak with a loaded baked potato for himself while I got grilled chicken with sweet potato fries.

The food was so good, much better than any restaurant we had been to lately. The only thing missing was dessert, and Dillon agreed. He called down to the front desk and requested some chocolate covered strawberries.

“Did you bring something sexy to wear for me?” Dillon asked.

“Why don’t you let me slip into the bathroom and change, then you can tell me.”

I was still in the bathroom getting ready for him when I heard the knock on the door. Our strawberries had arrived, and I was excited to have them as it’s a treat I don’t get very often. I slid the panties on, adjusted the chemise, and then burst through the door to make my grand entrance.

That was when I realized that the gentleman from room service was still standing there. I was mortified and was about to rush back into the bathroom before I saw his face. This was no man from room service. It was Kevin.

“Kevin? What in the hell are you doing here?” I asked, stunned to find him standing in the middle of our date.

“Hello, Kayla. Your husband reached out to me and thanked me for treating you with respect while I was with you. We kind of started talking a bit after that, and he asked if I’d be up for a threesome with the both of you.”

“A threesome? Dillon? What’s going on? I thought you were over all this stuff?”

“Yeah, about that, I wanted this to be a surprise. We’ve been emailing back and forth for a bit, and since you seemed to be comfortable with him, I thought he’d be a good choice for something like this. If you’re okay with it, I’d like this night to be all about you.”

I thought about it for a few moments before deciding what the hell? It was an experience I’d never had, and I liked the idea of being the center of attention.

“All right, if you boys think you can handle me, let’s go!”

It didn’t take long before all three of us were on the bed. I was positioned between them and was taking turns between kissing Dillon and kissing Kevin. Each man was pawing at me, which made me feel very sexy.

Kevin started grabbing my breasts and kissing all over my neck while Dillon slid his hand between my legs, feeling my freshly shaved pussy already becoming slick with my juices. I knew I was about to have a lot of fun.

“Why don’t the two of you get out of those clothes and lay down?” I asked, although it was more of a command.

They each stripped and laid down on the bed on either side of me. Both were already becoming aroused, and I planned to use that to my advantage.

I grabbed each of their cocks and started stroking them slowly, feeling them getting stiffer in my hand by the second. For the next 15 minutes, I took turns taking one into my mouth while I sucked the other. It was incredible, and I was very, very turned on.

“Why don’t you go ahead and lay down now?” Dillon said as he guided me down onto the bed.

Almost immediately, he thrust his cock into my mouth while Kevin positioned himself between my legs so he could eat my pussy. His tongue felt so good running up and down my lips, connecting with my clit at the very top.

He ate me out for a while before Dillon said he wanted in on the action, with Kevin taking his place in my mouth. My husband used the exact same moves he’d used on the night I fucked Kevin and had me coming in what seemed like seconds.

“Fuck, you’re too good at that,” I yelled as he came up to kiss me.

“You love it, and you know it,” he replied.

For the next several hours, both men took turns on me. It seemed to be a competition as every time Kevin would fuck me, Dillon would come right in and try to outdo him. I sure as fuck wasn’t going to complain about it. Then an idea popped into my head. It was a fantasy that I hadn’t even shared with Dillon.

“I want you both at the same time,” I announced.

“Isn’t that what we’ve been doing?” Dillon asked, genuinely confused by my question.

“No, I want you both inside of me at once. One in front, one in back. I want you to share me!”

That made it click for both men. Kevin was already lying on the bed, so I mounted him and slid down his thick, hard cock. Dillon followed suit and maneuvered himself on the bed behind me. After lubing himself up, he pushed his dick into my ass, nearly causing me to shake and topple over.

“Oh my god, you both feel so good,” I screamed as I could feel them both moving inside of me.

I felt so completely full, and it was the most intense feeling I’d ever had. Feeling each man moving within, Kevin sliding into me while Dillon slid out and vice versa was crazy. I started to orgasm almost instantly.

“Fuck me harder!” I yelled once I got used to the feeling. “I want you to treat me like your fucking slut.”

And that’s exactly what they did. They pounded me into oblivion. The fucked me like a slut with a capital s. I lost my bearings and didn't even know where the sounds I was making came from.

The most amazing thing happened right at the end. I was having my most intense orgasm of the night when both men couldn’t take it any longer, and both exploded inside of me. They came so much that I couldn’t hold it all in. Their cum was escaping like a faucet all around their cocks.

Once I had drained both of their balls completely empty, Dillon pulled himself out of me, allowing me to dismount Kevin before I collapsed on the bed. I was shaking so hard that I knew there was no way I could have stood up. It didn’t matter. Dillon laid down next to me, and I nuzzled into his chest. Kevin didn’t stick around. I think he knew that part wasn’t for him, but he did thank us for a fun evening.

The entire night was fun, but to me, the best part was right at the end. I was in the arms of the man I loved. The man who had planned such an amazing night for me. A man who was secure enough in himself and our relationship to share me with another man. A man who I knew loved me unconditionally and had gone to great lengths to fix a marriage that was broken and turn it into what it was. I loved him, and I looked forward to spending the rest of my life by his side.