♀ & I met face to face six years ago this past Monday. Hard to forget an anniversary on Remembrance Day, right? To celebrate, I decided to take her out for a nice dinner. We hadn’t been to this particular restaurant before, but my boss had heard good things about it so we went.

It was a very nice restaurant in an old farm house. Hard to believe that whole area was once farm land, now it sits in between two strip malls, a highway and a rail line. The main part of the house was built in 1918 and it’s still owned by the same family that built it. One of the grandsons runs the restaurant now.  Unlike some converted spaces, this place really felt like you were in someones house. We were in one of the bedrooms (go figure) with three other tables. My back was to the door and ♀ back was towards most of the other diners and with the layout of the room she couldn’t see anyone coming down the hall towards our room, but when someone did come in they’d see our table first.

She was wearing one of her corsets and as nobody else in the room could see her front, she was doing naughty things with a bread-stick; sliding it down between her breasts and then licking it in much the same way that she’d been licking my penis an hour earlier. Next she dipped the end of it in the whipped butter and oh so slowly and seductively licked from the base all the way up. She was almost at the cream covered tip when…you guessed it…our waiter walked in. You know what she did? She bit the tip right off. Ouch!

If I could have got a picture of the look on her face right at the moment he walked in, you can bet I’d be posting it here. It was priceless! The waiter was a pro and didn’t say anything, but ♀ did get asked several times if she needed more bread.

Want to know something really cool? We’ve been together for six years and she still turns me on so fucking much. It amazes me that sex with her just keeps getting better and better. (Try not to gag…it’s our anniversary…I’m allowed to gush) Want to know how into this woman I still am? As part of my sissification I need her permission to masturbate. She doesn’t allow it very often and there’s always conditions attached, but when I do get to jerk off I fantasize about her. It might be ♀ & I or ♀ with another woman or another man, but she’s front and center even in my fantasies.

Oh yeah, the ‘floral’ part of this post… ♀ brought me flowers for our anniversary because like any good sissy I love getting flowers!

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