As shocking as it may sound, some Valentine's Day celebrations don't go exactly as planned...

We had been dating for three months. You spent 1-2 nights per week in my bed, lingering after I go to work. We hadn't labeled things yet, but we were building something, I was falling for you. So I planned a wonderful dinner for your birthday/Valentine's day. I bought fancy steaks, got flowers for the table, chocolate for after dinner, and a great bottle of wine. I bought super hot bra/panties to share with you that night and wore stockings and a garter. I put in some major effort.

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