Michelle and I had been married for 21 years now. I have a good job at a company and I decided that Michelle would be a stay at home wife to have some time for herself before the kids were back from school. Because of a combination of things, life had been going downhill of late. I have worked late lately and sometimes I would just stop at the Pub for something to eat and a few drinks. When I got home Michelle would be giving out.
I was so busy with work and other things and our sex life did not help much either. It was not like earlier in our marriage when we would suck and fuck a lot.
Michelle and I talked and we decided to try to get things back on the right track. We booked a night away at a nice Hotel. I made the arrangements and that evening we checked in and then went out to a nice dinner at a well-known restaurant about a block from the hotel and things seemed to be going pretty well.
We have agreed that we will dress nice for this outing to dinner. I put on a suit and Michelle a nice black dress that showed off a lot of her 36D tits and only came down about half way down her thighs making her 5'6" trim body look very appealing. I stood behind her while she was dressing and cupped her breasts and kissed her on the neck sending shivers through her entire body. I was 5'11" and I always wanted Michelle to wear heels as loved looking in her eyes before a kiss.
At dinner we held hands and kissed a few times while waiting for our meals to come from the kitchen. After dinner we went to a club that was between the restaurant and the hotel for a drink. We had a couple of drinks and were talking. For no reason I could remember we started to argue who is at fault not trying the hardest. I just did not have the energy for this. Michelle went to the restroom and I decided to leave. The bartender called to her and said that I had told him to tell her that I went back to the room.
Michelle sat back at the table and ordered herself another drink. A few minutes later an attractive man about her age came over and quietly asked her to dance with him. She said no but he was insistent and said that he thought it would make her feel better. Michelle had always liked to dance but I seldom took her out. Finally Michelle got up and danced with the stranger. He introduced himself as Ben. He was a good dancer. The second dance was a slow dance and near the end of the song he pulled her close to him, pressing her tits against his chest and he put his hand on her ass. She pulled it away and gave him a dirty look and sat back down at her table.
Ben started to sit with her but she said, "Thank you for the dance but I don't want you to join me." Ben went back to the bar. Shortly, the bartender brought her another drink and said it was from the man sitting next to Ben at the bar. She did not pay any attention to it or him. After a couple minutes she picked up the drink and downed it in one gulp and got up and started to leave. The bartender asked her if she was driving. Michelle told him no, that she was just going down the block to the hotel to her no good husband.
Michelle entered their room and saw John, still dressed, laying face down on the bed asleep. There were three empty mini bottles on top of the mini bar. She slumped down into the chair and put her face in her hands. There was a light knock on the door and without even thinking, Michelle went over and opened the door slightly to see who it was. She was knocked on the floor on her butt when the door was opened. "What the?.... What are you doing here?" Michelle asked as three men entered the room. It was Ben and his two friends from the bar. "We followed you to make sure that you got back safely and thought that we would show your dip shit husband how a cute lady like you should be treated." "I made it just fine thank you. I want you to leave now." Ben reached down and took her hand and helped Michelle up from the floor. The last of the three to have entered the room shut the door behind him and locked it. She looked at the three men standing in front of her. They were all between 6' and 6'2", probably in their mid 30's, neatly dressed in slacks and dress shirts. Ben had dark brown hair and was the most attractive of the men. The other man, who had sent her the last drink at the bar, had lighter hair, a mustache and glasses. The third man was a muscular man. Ben still had Michelle by the hand and he pulled her to him and with his other hand behind her head he gave her a long hard kiss. She struggled but could not free herself. After he ended the kiss he told the muscular guy to go get her good for nothing husband out of bed. Grabbing me by the collar of my jacket he pulled me to my feet, waking me up.
I took me while to realise what was going on and I just said to Michelle now you are bringing other men back to our room.
Michelle was pissed at me and plus the arguing and leaving her at the bar alone aided by the number of drinks she had made her make a decision that she would not normally have made. Although she had never been with more than one guy at a time and had not been with anyone other than me after we were married, she decided to show me that she was sick of me being good for nothing in bed. She was going to fuck all three of these men right in front of me and do a great job of it.
