Last weekend, I had a remarkable but also disappointing anniversary celebration orchestrated by Xav. My workday came to an end at 17:30 in the evening, and I met up with Xav. What surprised me was that he was behind the wheel that day, which was quite out of character for him. I couldn't help but wonder if there was a special reason for it, although my calendar yielded no clues.
As I pondered the matter, Xav handed me a box, instructing me to open it only once we reached our destination. While en route, we engaged in light-hearted conversation, sharing stories and laughter along the way. Finally, we arrived at the destination, where we were to have our dinner.
Before we left the car, Xav surprised me with a bouquet of delicate flowers. As a girl, my initial thought was that he might be preparing to propose, and my heart raced with anticipation. However, the disappointment soon settled in, as that wasn't the case.
With a mysterious smile, Xav then handed me the box he'd given earlier, revealing a beautiful, mini-slit white dress. Confusion and curiosity swirled in my mind as I tried to make sense of this unexpected gift.
To add to the intrigue, Xav handed me a card just as I was about to ask what was going on. The card bore a heartfelt message, revealing that this day marked the 10th anniversary of my blog. He confessed how much he cherished reading about my life experiences whenever I posted on the blog. His words conveyed his admiration for my writing and how he had been an ardent reader all along.
Xav explained that he had always wanted to celebrate this milestone but hadn't been in a position to do so until the recent year when he finally shared that he'd known about my blog. The dress, he said, was for a special dinner to commemorate this significant day.
Xav had more surprises up his sleeve, and as I prepared to change into the long white dress, I assumed I would be visiting the ladies' room for the outfit switch. However, he had other plans in mind. With a mischievous grin, he suggested I change right in the car, catching me off guard.
As I gathered the courage to change, Xav handed me a small box that contained a pair of X-shaped nipple stickers and a translucent black thong. The unexpected contents of the box left me both intrigued and blushing, and I couldn't help but wonder what other surprises Xav had in store for our anniversary celebration.
To my surprise, the white dress was a perfect fit, draping elegantly above my mid-thigh. As I adjusted my outfit, Xav had a rather unusual request. He insisted that I give him my used thong, and though it puzzled me, I complied with his wish.
We made our way to the restaurant and settled in for our dinner. The food was delectable, and the ambience was lovely, creating an ideal setting for what could have been the perfect moment for a proposal. However, to my disappointment, Xav didn't seize the opportunity to pop the question.
During our dessert, Xav surprised me once more by placing the thong I had given him on the table. He made an unusual request, asking me to use it as a makeshift hair tie. Though I had done this multiple times before, this was the first time he had suggested such a unique accessory.
With a mixture of curiosity and a hint of excitement, I took the thong and carefully used it to secure my hair in a ponytail. The act felt like a private, playful gesture between us, adding a touch of intimacy to our anniversary dinner. We were surrounded by other diners, and the clandestine nature of our little act only heightened the thrill.
I couldn't shake the thought that our unconventional hair tie, its bright blue hue defying convention, might have caught someone's attention.
After indulging in dessert and Xav generously picking up the bill, he suggested that we take a leisurely walk at Yishun Dam, a proposal I readily accepted. As we had to make our way down from the 2nd level, I briefly locked eyes with one of the male waiters who happened to be ascending. In that split second, I had a feeling that he might have caught a glimpse of my panties or my pussy, which caused his face to turn crimson with embarrassment.
To my surprise, Xav was incredibly nonchalant about the situation after I told him. He responded with a lighthearted comment, saying, "Let him see; he can't touch anyway." Damn weird.
After a brief 10-minute ride, we reached Yishun Dam, and I was genuinely taken aback by the bustling crowd that had gathered there. The place was teeming with people engaged in various activities: some were fishing, others jogging, cycling, and a few were simply relaxing near the edge of the cliff, taking in the serene surroundings.
Before we exited the car, Xav handed me a wireless bullet vibrator, which he took out from the glove compartment and instructed me to put it on before we set off. It was a novel request from Xav, something he hadn't done before, but given his plans for the night, I decided to go along with it.
Without wasting any time, I effortlessly inserted the bullet and stepped out of the car. ( I was moist then)
As we continued down the path, I couldn't help but wait anxiously for Xav to activate the bullet, but he didn't. As we proceeded further, I couldn't help but notice the inquisitive and somewhat puzzled looks I received from those who passed by. It seemed as though everyone had their eyes fixed on me, and their expressions conveyed the impression that I was a bit out of the ordinary.
The mystery was soon solved when I realised that the X-shaped nipple sticker, which Xav had playfully given me earlier, was now quite conspicuous under the soft, yellow evening light.
Once we realised the wardrobe malfunction with the X-shaped nipple sticker becoming all too conspicuous, Xav started to worry, and he decided it was best to return to the car to address the situation. The sudden realisation of the wardrobe mishap led to a shared sense of amusement and a bit of puzzlement. We couldn't help but wonder why this issue hadn't been as noticeable back at the restaurant. Is it due to the change in lighting and surroundings, or is it due to my excitement?
Fearing that our unintentional wardrobe malfunction might result in photos being taken, Xav made the cautious choice to leave Yishun Dam. I couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed because I had initially hoped he would at least turn on the bullet while we drove, and would end my naughty anniversary celebration by doing something kinky such as outdoor sex.
I tried to negotiate with him, hoping to change his mind, but he remained steadfast in his decision, valuing our privacy over any additional adventure.
However, after a long and tantalizing persuasion, he finally gave in. Although we didn't end up walking on Yishun Dam, he drove us somewhere far west (near a park). There, in the secluded darkness, we gave in to our desires, and the car became our playground.
Without wasting any time, I effortlessly inserted the bullet and stepped out of the car. ( I was moist then)
As we continued down the path, I couldn't help but wait anxiously for Xav to activate the bullet, but he didn't. As we proceeded further, I couldn't help but notice the inquisitive and somewhat puzzled looks I received from those who passed by. It seemed as though everyone had their eyes fixed on me, and their expressions conveyed the impression that I was a bit out of the ordinary.
The mystery was soon solved when I realised that the X-shaped nipple sticker, which Xav had playfully given me earlier, was now quite conspicuous under the soft, yellow evening light.
Once we realised the wardrobe malfunction with the X-shaped nipple sticker becoming all too conspicuous, Xav started to worry, and he decided it was best to return to the car to address the situation. The sudden realisation of the wardrobe mishap led to a shared sense of amusement and a bit of puzzlement. We couldn't help but wonder why this issue hadn't been as noticeable back at the restaurant. Is it due to the change in lighting and surroundings, or is it due to my excitement?
Fearing that our unintentional wardrobe malfunction might result in photos being taken, Xav made the cautious choice to leave Yishun Dam. I couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed because I had initially hoped he would at least turn on the bullet while we drove, and would end my naughty anniversary celebration by doing something kinky such as outdoor sex.
I tried to negotiate with him, hoping to change his mind, but he remained steadfast in his decision, valuing our privacy over any additional adventure.
However, after a long and tantalizing persuasion, he finally gave in. Although we didn't end up walking on Yishun Dam, he drove us somewhere far west (near a park). There, in the secluded darkness, we gave in to our desires, and the car became our playground.
Although our evening had taken an unexpected turn, it was still brimming with memorable moments. The unconventional twist in our plans made this anniversary one that I would cherish and remember always.
Thank you, my dear.
Thank you, my dear.
