Was supposed to be working Valentines Day found out day before no work ok late notice but maybe I can organise a date or who knows what life has in store for you. First thing need to find a date not as easy as it sounds most people have things worked out well in advance, contacted a friend who guess you can say we'd been together a couple of times she was free now to organise a table for dinner not an easy task on Valentine's Day as it seems nearly everywhere is booked who would've thought all the local places were full decided to be creative we'd just meet at my place around 6 for some drinks and fun.
Thinking I'd be a little cheeky let me set the scene I left the security door and front door unlocked and open an invitation to walk right in music playing in the back ground scented candles burning in the bedroom a small vase with fresh roses I'd cut from my garden that day in anticipation on her side of the bed with 2 glasses and a bottle of unopened bubbly.
So the bedroom was set just needed a little more a box of Whitman chocolates in a red heart shaped box carefully placed between my legs me naked and I'd handcuffed myself to the behead let me tell you not an easy thing to do eagerly waiting for 6 and her to arrrive. About 6 I hear her car pull up in the driveway the bedroom is layed out and so am I. Patiently waiting for her to enter and be if not appreciative at least to not laugh out loud waiting she knocks I remain silent just waiting for her to enter my phone buzzes with a message I've put it on silent and in the en-suite so I ignore it patiently waiting she knocks I still remain silent phone goes again by now I'm starting to think is she going to come in when I hear her car start up.
Shit I yell for her to come in she can't hear me she's in the car I'm frantically trying to unlock these stupid handcuffs I finally get them undone I jump out of bed chocolates go flying run to the front door car gone run outside totally forgetting I'm stark naked with one hand still hand cuffed in pink frilly handcuffs get about half way down the drive remember I'm starkers dive back in the house run for my phone to see 2 missed texts from her asking where the hell I am I txt back frantically trying to explain she's either driving or that pissed at me she's not answering my messages.
So what’s a poor boy supposed to do now on Valentines Day I'll tell you he cracks the bottle of bubbly eats the box of bloody chocolates watches the first 3 episodes of The Fast And Furious while starkers and getting pissed and having a great time best Valentines Day ever.
The motto of the story don't be an ass when a woman calls out answer ….....