It’s the first time Juliette is meeting her boyfriend’s army friends. After playing some drinking games, she got a bit tipsy and decides to take a short nap while her boyfriend James continues playing. She wakes up suddenly when she feels someone touching her. Before she could scream, multiple hands grabbed her and held her down. It didn’t take long for her to realise there was no way she could fight off the men looking to satisfy their lust. What she did not expect however, was how much she enjoyed it.
I was a little nervous and excited when my boyfriend James said he want to introduce me to his army buddies. After a few failed relationships, i finally found a man who checks all the boxes. He’s kind, thoughtful, and has this quiet confidence that I find incredibly attractive. He’s not the type to show off, but there’s a steadiness about him that makes me feel safe in a way I haven’t before.
But I know myself—I’ve been called “picky” more times than I can count. My friends say it’s why my past relationships didn’t last. I overthink things, nitpick, and before I know it, the guy’s gone. My bestie Anna even mentioned that perhaps i was too perfect for the majority of Singaporean men out there, a fact i tend to agree with.
Anna : Hello, people from Nanyang one ok…elite school all the way, class chair, prefect, house captain. Go University still can juggle cheerleading and volleyball, and still can be on the Dean’s list. wah lau, leave some opportunities for others can or not Juliette.
Juliette : don’t be irritating.
Anna : I’m not…and if you don’t lower your expectations, soon, you’re going to be one of those top career woman on finance magazines masturbating with a dildo in the middle of a large empty house till you collect your CPF.
Juliette : Babe! what is wrong with you!
Anna : I’m just giving it to you straight. haha
Anna is right on many levels however. I’m a high achiever and a workaholic, not to mention i have high expectations on many matters in life.
So when i finally got into a relationship with James, i told myself to thread carefully. He’s such a sweet and innocent guy, someone that i could see myself walking down the aisle with. It’s not a vibe i get with the rest of my relationship.
He’s different, and I don’t want to mess this up.
So, when he suggested meeting his army friends after we were an item officially for about a couple of months, I said yes without hesitating.
Normally, I’d overanalyze everything—what to wear, what to say, how to act—but this time, I forced myself to relax. These are his people, after all. If they matter to him, they should matter to me.
They have a chalet gathering and the guys will be celebrating one of their birthdays.
I didn’t know how big the crowd was, but i kept the dressing casual. A pair of jeans, a loose long sleeve top and casual slip ons for my footwear. Nothing special on the outside but for my lingerie however, i decided to put on something a little naughty for James. He has invited me to stay over at his place that evening after the party since his parents will be overseas.
I know what that meant of course. We’re going to have some much needed privacy every young, dating couple needs. First few times we had sex, we were both cautious and timid on a lot of matters. Ok, mostly it’s me because i don’t want James to know how ‘experienced’ i was. He was my 7th boyfriend while i’m his 2nd girlfriend. Of course i did not tell him the truth about my number. I said he was my 2nd one as well.
I can’t bear the thought of him feeling shocked to know that i’ve slept with more than a dozen men if i included flings.
I know how he like his woman and i’ll try my best to fulfil his needs. I can’t explain why, but i just see myself wanting to be the perfect woman of his dreams.
His poison is innocence.
Like i’m some innocent, clueless school girl, waiting for him to guide me along. I’m happy to play the part as long as he is happy.
The bra was a soft, pastel pink with delicate lace trim, the kind that hinted at innocence rather than overt seduction. It hugged my curves gently, the straps thin and dainty, as if they might snap under the slightest pressure. The matching panties were just as sweet, with a tiny bow at the front and the same lace detailing along the edges.
Upon reaching the Chalet, James squeezed my hand and gave me that reassuring smile of his—the one that always seems to melt my worries away.
James : They’re going to love you.
He said softly.
Well, i know his friends are going to love me.
What i don’t know however, was how were they going to express their ‘love’.
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