And We Are Off!!

Wow. Just like that, we're in 2026. Wasn't sure about what I'd post but I figured I should at least wrap up the year end. It's a little bitchy, as in me botching so....

You've been warned.

Let's start with a good surprise. Tis good to start the year with a positive. I did receive my new passport on the Friday of January 2nd. That's the date I was informed I would be receiving it in the mail and I was skeptical considering that was sandwiched between a public holiday and the weekend. But! Like most things concerning Singapore, the efficiency is scarily impressive. The irony is, I'm not in a hurry anymore. 😛

The husband is traveling back to Bali in the 3rd week of Jan, so now instead of meeting him in Frankfurt, we'll just meet back in Bali. That's a bit of a bummer cos I was looking forward to going back to Germany. Not the flight though. Long flights aren't fun no more. So now, its back to Bali in mid Jan.

Not sure if this next thing is good or bad, cos it can easily be both. So I'm lumping it in between.

So, after receiving my new passport, my first stop will be...Malaysia. Rene has convinced me to take up a job for him on a project basis. He needs help managing a client in Malaysia and we will drive up next week. So now, on top of getting to jump on top of that dick, I'm now gonna get paid from him. Ok, obviously not for jumping on his dick..😂. I've got no qualms about taking money from him. It's the whole thing about relationships souring when it involves work that's nagging at me at the back of my.mind. Buuut....it's one project so.... we'll see how that works out. The only thing I can think of at the moment is dick riding road trip! Lol

Speaking of which, there wasn't any dick riding over the Christmas holidays. We were supposed to go to a party at one of his business partners' places for dinner. Then he was gonna get a lapdance in the evening for his present. All those grand plans. We didn't do any of that cos we were both down with a nasty flu. That whole damn week was a washout. Lol. The only interaction with anyone one was a video call with the husband on Christmas. So yeah, that was baaaad.

The thing about being in Singapore for too long is, having spent a lot of time here in the past, the longer I hang around, the more likely I'm bound to bump into familiar faces. More often than not, ones that I really don't want to bump into. Case in point

Rene and I both recovered enough to attend one of my friends' invite to her place for New Years eve party/get together. She lives in a condo and she held her party at the pavilion on the 30 something floor of the building. The space was nice, the weather was damn near perfect, cooling and breezy, and the view was fantastic. Buuut. I ended up bumping into a few people there that, (a) I thought I'd never see again, and ( hope I'd never see again . Bumping into familiar faces isn't that all uncommon, especially in a country/city this small, especially if you're gonna attend a party, and especially if it's at a friend's place from my own past. But...the connections weren't obvious and I truly did not expect them there, and I did not expect the hostility. THat caught me off guard.

I ended up meeting a lot of familiar faces but I'm going to single out three for this post.
Penny, Sam, Mr Greek.

Penny and Sam, I've known them for years. (I must have bitched about them before in previous entries, I'm certain) We used to hang out a lot, like hit the clubs together, partying, all that.

Penny is your typical long-legged, Chinese girl. Pretty (well, she is), egotistical (who the hell has 2 giant poster-sized nude photos of themselves hanging on their walls at home? Like, seriously...), privileged, and spoiled (works in her dad's company, drives a sports car that her dad got her, and goes around parading how she's such a successful career woman, throwing in people's faces ).

Sam is not as pretty, but its hard to not look past her G cup tits on a skinny 1.7m tall frame. Yup. Sometimes, life really isn't fair. . She was never such a pain in the ass, but once she got married, she got judge-y. She adopted this holier-than-thou attitude which kinda made her quite un-fucking-bearable.

Anyways. I won't go into details on how our friendship soured, but it did. And of course, I met them at this NYE party. Rene and I stepped out of the lift and we say hi to people, as you'd do in these situations. We kinda caught sight of each other at the same time, and all i heard was Penny saying, "Oh god. What the hell is she doing here". :-/. Again, this was barely a minute into us stepping out from the lift. It was loud enough Rene turned to me and asked if I knew her. I told him no . What a bitch.

Sam, however, came by to...say hello. And followed up immediately by asking if my husband was ok, and was shamelessly scanning Rene's response to the question. I told her of course he was ok, why wouldn't he be? She then went "Oh! You guys are still married! Good good....." THen smirked and walked off. Like seriously, what was the point of that? Needless to say, we avoided each other the whole night. Bitches.

And then later into the night, I bumped into Mr Greek by the drinks counter. He was someone I had a pretty long on/off thing with when I was living here. Like he used to swing by my home, kinda relationship. It was a little awkward seeing him then cos we never actually ended things, I just moved away. . It was a lot more cordial cos he was there with someone too so, we behaved accordingly.

It was mostly, a muted party, for me at least. Nice being out and about, catching the fireworks and seeing some friends. I kinda let the negativity of a few people get to me. We left shortly after midnight, and I was still a bit bothered. The plan was, we were going to give each other our Christmas presents then, cos we were both too sick to do that over Christmas. My present to him was a lapdance (dress, boots, song and all. The works). His present to me was a full body, hour long oil massage.

When we got back, we agreed that I'd give him the lap dance first, then he'd give me the massage. I was changing out of what I wore to the party and into the outfit that I had picked for his lapdance. I was still bitching to him about how I was still a little upset about the way those two were behaving towards me at the party. He's standing there watching me, and clearly not listening cos I never fully finished dressing. I was putting my boots on when he grabbed me, literally ripped off what I had on and threw me on the bed. I still had bit of my outfit hanging off of me when we started rubbing oild on each other. Sex was rough. Not like bad, but literally, rough. I kept egging him on, yelling at him to fuck me. LOL. Evidently, he likes the aggression

I didnt even cum that night. I started out riding him, and realised that wasn't doing it for me then, even with one of his hands around my neck. I slid off and we automatically swap positions and he went on top. I wanted to turn my back towards him but he pinned me down while i was on my side, so I reached down and guided his dick to my ass. Thank god for lube. He slid in and never pulled his dick out of my ass the whole time. I got flipped back and forth, on my back with my legs up, then back on my side, then flat on my belly with him on top and almost suffocating me a few times. LOL

I was close a few times and wanted to slide my arm down to rub myself but he held firm. My left arm was trapped under me, i couldn't move it. He held down my right arm with a vice grip. I was grunting to hard my throat was sore. THen I felt my hair getting pulled and my head was pulled back. At least I could breathe clearly . Then I felt his warm load, spluttering inside. He leaned in to kiss me a few times, but was still holding me down firmly. It was then that I realised how fast i was breathing. I was literally panting. LOL. He kept sliding his dick in and out slowly, never fully pulling out. We stayed there for a fairly long time. Long enough for me to feel his dick go completely limp. We got up eventually, showered and there was no way we could sleep in his bed that night. THe sheets had to go. Between the oil and everything else . I showered, and went to sleep in one of his kids' bed.

Hmm....guess I still don't manage my emotions too well. LOL
Anyhow. How was your NYE?

Happy New Year yall!