The day should start with breakfast. I ordered breakfast at the Wolt from “Vairāk Saules” and looked at Spice through the window of my study and imagined how they were being prepared there right now. At the same time, I turned on the computer and started making my minimum daily work plan. Currently, I work with my strategy on average 2 hours 5 days a week. It sounds a little lazy, but I usually also spend time managing my uncle's real estate and writing this blog.

While having breakfast, Dace texted me a message that unfortunately she didn't make it to the party yesterday, but would love to spend the day with me. It was already starting to look like a good start of the day. I wanted to spoil myself and also please Dace. Quickly looking at the options that we could do, I decided to book for us a weekender - SPA rest with an overnight stay in “Jurmala SPA hotel” in Jurmala. I wanted to spoil Dace, it cost me 694 euros for two nights, including a visit to the spa, a three-course dinner, and a couple massage, the set was called "Romantic getaway". And we would start with a walk along the sea. I told Dace that what we would do today would be a surprise. On the way to Jurmala we went to "Spice" to buy Dace a swimsuit and other things she would need at the SPA. I still didn't reveal the plans for the day, but I gave hints about what would be useful for her there. Dace obviously liked this intrigue and she didn't hesitate to show it to me with kisses and touches. Seeing the joy and lust in her eyes made my joy and lust double. 

Going for a walk along the sea, I parked the car further away from the final destination of the trip to prolong the intrigue a little more about the upcoming program. We got lucky with the weather, it was warm and sunny. There were quite a lot of people on the beach, but it did not interfere with the peaceful enjoyment of the autumn views. We also saw some “seals” going to the tempering baths. "Oof, looking at them is giving me goosebumps, I hope that's not why you bought me a swimsuit!" Dace exclaimed and I thought it was the perfect time to move on to the next item on the day's plan. When we arrived at the hotel, I said that I had booked SPA treatments and massages, dinner and also the best room with a view over the forest... because after the SPA we will definitely be tired and will not want to go anywhere. Dace looked a little nervous about such an evening plan. I didn't understand why. I was expecting more excitement, but ok. 

We enjoyed the SPA treatment and massage, the jacuzzi and also the steam bath. Before dinner we went to the room to allow a pleasant relaxation in each other's company, I hoped, even more undressed than we were in the SPA.

Dace got a call. Before answering, she looked at the screen for a while and I couldn't tell if she was blushing, but maybe it was the effect of the procedure. Yes, no, well - the answers were concise. Nothing more. She must return to Riga as a matter of urgency. Something happened, I don't know what. She didn't want to say. I was confused. I had imagined the continuation of the evening in a completely different way, certainly not driving the way back along the Jūrmala highway! Again, the idiotic feeling that Dace slips out of my hands at the best moment and the stupidest thing is that she leaves me in ignorance. She started to "break" that I did not have to take her to Riga, she will go by taxi. No way. I wasn't going to have dinner and stay alone in the luxurious apartments, whatever about the money that was paid, it didn't bother me at all. Spoiled evening for reasons unknown to me, and I still have to talk the girl into taking her back home. Reluctant to make matters worse, she finally agreed. On the way back we were both silent and the tension rose with each kilometer. When I arrived, Dace kissed me sharply, apologized once, said that she would call me tomorrow and hurried home. LET DOWN, I felt let down!



In this blog I want to share the stories from my personal life. You will be able to read my beliefs, thoughts and confessions from personal experience. In order not to hurt anybody, I've changed people's names and introduce myself with pseudonym Mr Hunter.


Riga, LV


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