Chloe stood by the window, her silk robe clinging to her curves as the soft evening light bathed her skin. The house was quiet, the hum of the air conditioning the only sound. Ryan, her loving husband, was away on another business trip — but this was no ordinary weekend. This was a carefully planned, consensual arrangement between them both, a secret indulgence they’d discovered made their marriage stronger.

Her phone buzzed. A message from Marcus: “Outside. Ready for you, gorgeous.”

A thrill of excitement rushed through her. Marcus was tall, dark, and broad-shouldered — a man who made no apologies for his desires. And with him was Jace, a younger, cocky blonde with a body built for sin and a wicked gleam in his eye.

Chloe opened the door, and the two men stepped inside, their eyes drinking her in. The air was thick with tension, an electric pulse of lust between them.

“Damn, Chloe,” Marcus growled, his voice low and gravelly. “You look even better than I remembered.”

She smirked, letting her robe fall open just enough to tease, revealing the lace of her black lingerie. “I’ve been waiting for you both.”

Without wasting another second, Jace was on her, his hands firm on her waist as he pressed her against the wall, lips crashing to hers in a heated, hungry kiss. Chloe moaned into his mouth, feeling Marcus move behind her, his large hands sliding along her sides.

“Missed this tight little body,” Marcus murmured, his lips tracing her neck while Jace’s hands cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples through the lace.

The robe fell to the floor, forgotten. Chloe’s skin burned under their touch, her pulse racing. She was sandwiched between them, her body arching into their hands, craving more.

Jace dropped to his knees, lips and tongue trailing down her stomach until he reached her soaked panties. With a wicked grin, he pulled them aside and buried his face between her thighs. Chloe gasped, one hand gripping his hair, the other braced against Marcus’s chest as his fingers toyed with her nipples " yes…" she moaned, hips grinding against Jace’s tongue.

Marcus claimed her mouth, kissing her deeply as Jace’s tongue worked magic between her legs. The combination of sensations drove her higher, her body trembling.

“Bed,” Marcus commanded, his voice rough with need.

They moved to the bedroom, Chloe lying back on the plush sheets as the two men shed their clothes, revealing hard, eager bodies. She bit her lip, eyes raking over them both, desire pooling low in her belly.

Marcus climbed onto the bed first, positioning himself beside her, his hand sliding between her thighs, teasing her slick folds. Jace moved to straddle her chest, guiding his thick length to her lips.

“Open up, baby,” Jace murmured.

She took him in eagerly, lips and tongue working him as Marcus slid two fingers inside her, pumping slowly. The mix of sensations was intoxicating. Chloe moaned around Jace’s cock, her hips lifting to meet Marcus’s touch.

“Such a perfect little slut for us,” Marcus growled.

When she was trembling on the edge, Marcus replaced his fingers with his cock, sliding deep inside her with a slow, stretching thrust that made her cry out around Jace’s length.

They took their time with her, savoring every moan, every gasp, every quiver of her body. Chloe felt herself unraveling under their relentless attention, the world narrowing to the heat, the pulse, the pleasure.

And when the release finally came, it was a crashing, uncontrollable wave that left her shaking, crying out both their names.

Afterward, the three of them lay tangled together, breathless and sated, the night stretching on with promises of more.

Chloe smiled to herself, knowing Ryan would be eager to hear every detail when he called later.

The room was quiet now, the scent of sex still hanging in the air. Chloe lay back against the pillows, her body deliciously sore, a satisfied smile playing at her lips. Marcus and Jace had left hours ago, leaving her in a blissful haze of pleasure.

She reached for her phone on the nightstand, her pulse quickening as she saw Ryan’s name lighting up the screen. Right on time.

She answered, her voice soft and teasing.

“Hey, baby.”

“Hey, gorgeous,” Ryan’s voice came through, low and eager. “Been thinking about you all day.”

“Oh, you have no idea what you missed,” she purred, her fingers lazily tracing down her stomach to the heat between her thighs.

“Tell me,” he breathed.

Chloe bit her lip, sliding a finger through her slick folds, already wet again just from hearing his voice. “They came over right after you left… Marcus couldn’t keep his hands off me, and Jace practically ripped my robe off.”

Ryan groaned softly on the other end. “Fuck, Chloe… what did they do to you?”

She closed her eyes, reliving it, her fingers circling her clit as she spoke. “Marcus bent me over right here on the bed… buried himself so deep inside me while Jace was in my mouth, using me like his personal little toy. God, they made me cum so hard, Ryan… over and over. I couldn’t get enough of them.”

“Jesus, baby,” Ryan hissed. “Are you touching yourself right now?”

“Mmhmm,” she moaned, her fingers working faster, hips lifting off the bed. “Thinking about how good it felt… how full I was… how they made me scream.”

“Did they fill you up?” he asked, his voice strained with arousal.

She smiled wickedly. “Oh yeah… both of them. Marcus came so deep inside me, I swear I can still feel it. And Jace… he finished all over my chest while I begged for it.”

“God, Chloe… you’re fucking perfect.”

She moaned louder, feeling her orgasm build as she listened to Ryan’s ragged breathing through the phone. “I wish you were here… to see it… to watch me being taken like that.”

“I will, baby,” Ryan promised, his voice thick. “Next time… I’ll be there, watching my perfect little wife getting everything she wants.”

The thought pushed her over the edge. Chloe cried out his name as pleasure crashed through her, her body trembling, fingers working her through every shuddering wave.

When the climax faded, she lay there breathless, the phone still pressed to her ear.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too,” Ryan murmured. “And I’m so fucking proud of you.”

Chloe smiled, a wicked little grin.

“Just wait until I tell you about round two tomorrow night