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Liam Gallagher/Ian Brown/Jude Law.

Tell me a secret … I have had a great secret for years. The memories of my secret sexy naughtiest night ever are as fresh in my mind as the day it happened. I am sure that anyone that has shared a similar experience would say the same.

It was one of those hot sticky summer nights that we don’t get very often, but when we do, something always seems to happen. The night we were out partying at Trap Nightclub in Wardour Street, Epsom, proved to be no exception. I had gone to the club, with my now ex-boyfriend and a group of his mates. I had not been with my boyfriend for very long, although, as a group, we had all known each other for a few years and were good mates. I was not sure how committed I was to the relationship, and my feeling was that it was unlikely to be a long-lasting one, but you never know.

As the night went on we got hotter and hotter. The air conditioning in the club was struggling to keep us cool. As a result, we drank more and more as the evening went on. Eventually it got so hot that we decided to carry on the party back at – let’s call them – Neil and Steve’s house. They were two brothers from our group, who shared a house together. I had fancied Steve some time ago and he had asked me out, but I had just finished a long-term relationship and was not ready for another so I declined his offer. That didn’t stop me still fancying him though.

By the time we got near Steve and Neil’s house, the drink had taken its toll on some of our mates and they had drifted off home. My boyfriend also wanted to head off home, as he had work the next day. I wanted to carry on partying and felt ready for anything; as far as I was concerned, the night was still young.

I argued with my boyfriend for a while, but in the end he went home to bed and I went back to Steve and Neil’s house. By the time we got there, it was just the three of us left. Although I had known them for some time, I suddenly felt a little awkward as I was the only girl.

Not long after we got back to the house Steve opened the bubbly, the music went on and we started dancing and having a good laugh. We then started to play drinking games like truth or dare, and the conversation inevitably got on to the subject of sex. I was getting really horny talking about sex with two attractive guys.

The mood of the music changed and some slow tracks came on. I took it in turns to dance with Steve and Neil. As time went on I was really getting in the mood, particularly with Steve, as I had fancied him for a while, although both brothers were extremely fit and good looking.

It was now the early hours of the morning and the drink had started to make Neil feel sleepy. Steve and I were still wide awake. Neil went to make coffee and Steve and I carried on dancing and getting closer. I could feel his hands all over me. I wanted him.

Although I was loving every minute of it, my emotions were all over the place. I was going out with someone who I liked, but realistically was not going to be with long term and here I was with someone that I had really fancied for some time, but I had convinced myself that I did not want a long-term relationship.

I had drunk far too much and my thoughts were irrational. I generally think of myself as someone who is faithful. Even when I had been tempted in the past, I had never succumbed to unfaithfulness but, on this occasion, I decided to go for it. Just as we were about to kiss, Neil walked back in with the coffee.

It was as though someone had switched a light off. All the electricity that had built up between us went flat. The three of us sat around talking about the early part of the evening and laughing at the events and friends that had got up and made idiots of themselves on the dance floor.

Then the temperature seemed to be going up rather than cooling down. It must have been the humidity, as I was getting really hot and feeling sticky. Steve and I went outside to get some air. This is where he first kissed me. We were snogging for a while on the deck outside the back door. The air was hot and did nothing to cool me off. I just wanted to get out of my clothes.

Neil called out and told us that he was going to bed and wished us a VERY good night. This was just what I had in mind! I had fantasised for the last couple of hours about what was going to happen and where, but things don’t always turn out as you plan.

Steve took me by the hand and we went back into the lounge. He put the slow music back on. We resumed our dance positions and his hands returned to where he had them before Neil disturbed us with the coffee. Steve was now unzipping my dress and easing it off my shoulders. I did nothing to stop him. My dress then fell to the floor and I kicked it away. Steve’s attention then turned to my bra. He seemed to be an expert and I hardly noticed it being undone. I had yet to respond but felt that it was time to show my intentions, so I slowly unbuttoned his shirt. At this point we stumbled towards the sofa and Steve started to remove his trousers.

I was sitting there with just my thong on, when I heard the lounge door creak. I turned my head to see Neil poking his head around the door. He looked a little taken aback and then went bright red. He could not take his eyes off my near-naked body. He stuttered, ‘Oh, God, sorry, guys.’ However, instead off walking away, he gathered his thoughts and said to Steve, ‘You lucky bastard.’ I laughed and asked Neil if he liked what he saw. He simply replied ‘stunning’.

A little smirk came across my face and Steve asked me what was so funny. I turned to Steve and whispered in his ear ‘Would you mind if Neil joined in?’

To my surprise and delight, he said, ‘Not at all, us brothers should stick together.’

I walked across the room to a bemused Neil. I don’t think he knew where to look. I took him by the hand and led him back to the sofa. I sat him at the opposite end to Steve and I sat down between them. By now Neil was starting to catch on and he started to take his shirt off. Sandwiched between them I put one arm around each of them. I could not believe that this was really happening. I was feeling very naughty and adventurous, not like anything that I had experienced before.

As I had one arm around each of them, they naturally moved closer. I was giggling deep inside as they took hold of a breast each. For the rest of that night I made love to two beautiful men and loved every moment of it. The whole experience can only be described as surreal.

This had been my secret fantasy and I was fortunate enough to fulfil it.

Although the whole experience was wild and fantastic, it did not lead to a relationship with either of the guys. The inevitable happened with my boyfriend – we split up but it was nothing to do with my night of fun.

I often see the brothers when we meet up with our group of friends and we exchange the odd smile and a wink. We have never discussed it with each other, or told anyone about it. We agreed that it would remain a secret between the three of us – Ooops!