Birthday Party ( Part 3 )

The next morning, my alarm went off at 9 a.m., but I must have hit snooze because I woke up to find it was already 9:30 a.m. I tried to wake Isabel, who was sleeping on my right, her leg draped over me, but she wouldn’t budge. Eventually, she got up on her own once everyone else started moving around probably because we were too noisy.

CY was already up, wearing a big jacket over just her panties and going braless underneath. As for me, I had limited options, so I wore back CY’s top with my work pants but no bra. It was a bit daring, but I didn’t have a choice. The twins wore Red Bull tank tops and denim shorts, with sports bras.

Luckily, Isabel was fully awake and scolded us when she saw our outfits. After some quick adjustments, we managed to look presentable and went downstairs. Although she nagged at us, Isabel still wore a black long tank dress with Nubra. We tried to tease her, but lost the battle, so we all headed down for breakfast looking like this.

In the lobby, we definitely attracted attention from both guys and girls. Isabel’s ample cleavage drew many eyes, and we had to ask her to cross her arms to avoid more stares. Breakfast was no different—people kept sneaking glances at her, making us all feel pretty embarrassed. We hurried through the meal and retreated to our room as quickly as possible.

Back in the room, the morning started to drag. Our plan to hit the gym was cancelled since Charmaine, CY, and I hadn’t packed sportswear, so we ended up lounging around. Exhaustion won, and we fell asleep almost immediately, only to be woken up by CY at 2:06 p.m. Groggy and half-awake, we eventually got up. It was still too early to go out, so after brainstorming, we decided to have an early dinner and then head to Marina Barrage to celebrate my birthday.

By the time we were ready, it was already past 4 p.m. I had been advised to dress appropriately, but my proper clothes were mysteriously missing. Instead, CY handed me a light green floral bralette and mini denim shorts. I tried to negotiate as the outfit was really skimpy, and the shorts barely covered my backside but CY was firm: either wear it or nothing at all. The bralette offered enough coverage, but without a cardigan or sweater, it felt a bit daring. Once everyone was set, we headed out.

We arrived at Suntec first and then made our way to Marina Barrage around 9 p.m. After a nice dinner, we found a quiet spot away from the main area, complete with a cake and some snacks. We spent the evening chatting and sipping Breezer while waiting for midnight. At 12 a.m. sharp, we celebrated my birthday with cake and more presents. The atmosphere was fun, and we only left when the place was completely empty as it had started to feel a bit eerie by then.

As we approached the car, disaster struck, Isabel suddenly reached over and yanked my top up, leaving my bare boobs completely exposed. My heart skipped a beat as I realized four or five strangers walking toward us had an unintentional full view. I froze for a moment, cheeks burning hot, and tried to cover myself with my hands, but it was too late, they had already seen everything. Isabel just laughed, clearly enjoying the chaos she caused, while I could feel my pulse racing and my hands shaking from embarrassment.

Once we got inside the car, the ordeal wasn’t over. CY, grinning mischievously, reminded me that my “task” wasn’t finished, I had to keep one of my boobs exposed for the entire ride until we reached the hotel. My heart pounded, my body tense with a mix of shame and adrenaline, but I complied, leaving my bare breast fully visible. The car felt impossibly small, every glance from CY and Isabel making me feel completely exposed and vulnerable. By the time we pulled into the hotel, I was flushed and still recovering from the intensity of the moment.

By the time we got back to the hotel, it was nearly 2 a.m. I was the last to shower after losing the game, but ended up joining CY in the bathroom. At first, it was just casual, helping each other rinse off and chatting but it quickly turned playful. I couldn’t resist teasing her, cupping her boobs through the warm water and pressing against her just a little, making her squeal and laugh. She teased back, splashing water at me and tugging at my hair.

I could feel a slight warmth building inside me, I was slightly aroused, and it was clear CY was feeling it too. The small space, the warm water, and our teasing touches made it impossible to ignore. I traced my fingers along her sides, fondled her breasts, and she responded with soft gasps and playful nudges, making the moment feel both mischievous and intimate.


Time flew by, and by the time we finally stepped out, dripping and giggling, the arousal hadn’t completely faded. Carissa and Isabel had already fallen asleep, oblivious to our little adventure, while Charmaine was still drying her hair, absorbed in her own world. CY and I lingered a bit longer, whispering, laughing, and sneaking touches, before finally leaving the bathroom

The three of us ended up chit-chatting until around 5 a.m., sharing stories and laughing quietly, before finally deciding to nap for a while. It had been an exhausting but unforgettable birthday.

Thankfully, I had taken the day off for my birthday, or I would have been in trouble the next day.

And about my panties, I finally got them back on Tuesday. Luckily, no one found them!