My birthday dinner fantasy [MF]

Context: I’m about to share this with my fiancé [F] before my bday dinner next week, but wanted to share it here too. It hasn’t happened just yet but hopefully will, or close enough.

I enjoy anticipation, knowing that at some point I will get some time with you. So, planning and writing this a little adds another layer of fun for me. Further, even Knowing that you could be playing with yourself in the basement while I work, or while I’m asleep next to you, and all the while wondering what exactly your thinking about, drives me fucking wild. So, I do hope you enjoy reading this.

For my birthday, quite frankly, I want you dressed slutty. I’m open to other interpretations, but ideally I request that you wear a short, sexy dress with tights and heels, but no panties or bra, and your hair in a high ponytail or bun. I suggest a different nipple piecing as a surprise for me?

I’ll be sure to be waiting downstairs while you get ready, packing a bowl and leaving your outfit a surprise for me. As I hear you start to strut down the steps, my heart starts to beat faster. My jaw will drop as I see you initially. You know your hot, and your confidence alone in that outfit drives me nuts.