An End-of-Year Celebration Date
You've got mail! 📧
A notification popped up on my phone just as I was dashing out to my morning Pilates class.
It was a booking request.
Ohh... this better not be a last-minute request. I'm not cancelling Pilates, I thought. 😅
After class - and the usual festive chit-chat with the girls,
I made my way to the gym, trying to squeeze in one last session before the year ended.
Don't get all sentimental on me... that wasn't dedication, that was making space for some New Year's Jollof rice, pounded yam with Egusi soup, and the snacks in my kitchen cupboard waiting to assault my taste buds. 😋
I got on the bus, found a comfortable seat,
and finally opened the email.
It was from a gentleman who had reached out a few months earlier about a date over the festive period.
He was now in London and wondered if I would be available to spend the last two days of the year with him.
Luckily for both of us,
I had kept an open diary around New Year's Eve.
And planned to visit family later on New Year's Day.
So I read with a curious brow...
Well, it depends on what you're offering,
I thought to myself, as I skimmed through the details for some itinerary.
Or info on the date activities.
And there it was - a detailed and tempting proposal.
An evening at Winter Wonderland.
Followed by two nights of luxury, intimacy.
And a slow welcome into the new year.
As you probably know,
I love a well-planned date.
If you didn't… well, now you do.
So what do you think I said after reading 'Winter Wonderland'?
Obviously, I said yes! 🥳
Are you kidding me?
Mulled wine, German sausage, Christmas markets.
Live music, street food...
And that winter, London festive energy?
Pure fun vibe.
By the time I got off the bus, the booking was confirmed.
He had everything else arranged - hotel, dinner, activities - just waiting on me to tweak anything if needed.
I said nah, I'm easy - Hey… I am! 🤷♀️
This date played out a little differently from my usual multi-day bookings,
so I'll share...
Our first evening started with cocktails at a cozy, corner seat in Nightjar.
Think speakeasy, dim lights, live jazz.
And that perfect hush that makes everything feel more intimate.
After a few lavish drinks,
we made our way to Hyde Park's Winter Wonderland.
It was a cold evening, but perfectly so.
We wrapped up warm.
And my date kept the mulled wine and creamy hot chocolate coming...
Yes, together! At once. 😂
I had a fantastic time!
We wandered through the stalls.
Tried ridiculous sweets, people-watched, laughed.
And held hands under fairy lights…
It was festive, flirty and playful.
Although the date was a two-night, three-day booking,
I had my final morning Pilates and swimming classes of the year on New Year's Eve.
So, I had to skip slow mornings, blowjobs and cuddles for fitness instead.
Aww... poor me indeed. 😇
I think secretly, more than anything…
My date was just glad to have his arms back for a few more hours of beauty sleep. 😂
He had work to do that day, so I left him to it while I handled my own errands.
Later, I joined him back at the hotel,
where we got ready for dinner...
But not so fast...
I slipped off my coat.
Pressed pause - added a little rewind on the program.
Pulled on the lingerie I knew would put us right where we left off that morning...
Remember those activities I skipped that morning?
Yes, those ones exactly. 😝
Dinner was delectable!
A perfect Thai feast for a NYE celebration.
Flavourful, spicy, a little messy and just the right amount of indulgent.
We talked, we toasted.
We drank, we were merry.
We celebrated life.
Then we slipped back into our room...
Our quiet little oasis, just the two of us.
It was another fabulous night.
The company, the conversation, the chemistry…
It all just flowed.
Afterwards, we curled up in bed.
Switched the TV on and watched New Year's fireworks from around the world.
A slow, intimate way to welcome 2026.
The next thing I knew, it was January 1st.
My first morning of 2026 started quietly.
A little slower, softer.
I woke up in a beautiful hotel, in a warm bed.
Wrapped in the arms of a man who made it all possible.
I lifted my head from his chest and looked at my date.
Sleeping soundly, snoring loudly - but not bothersome.
Arms still wrapped around me.
Aww... Bless. 😂
In that moment,
I knew I was exactly where I needed to be.
Doing exactly what I love about my job - making my clients happy.
Providing unforgettable, fulfilling experiences.
Making connections meaningful and memorable.
And above all, giving them the best sloppy blowjob ever! 😀
We ended our New Year's escape with a relaxed breakfast.
And parted ways with full bellies and happy memories.
It was cinematic.
Real. Soft.
I'm so glad I kept my diary open.
Because life really is an experience - too short for 'what ifs.'
And I'm here for it - All of it.
The romance, the travel, the closeness, the chemistry, the decadence.
All of it.
