Shopping for the Date, Breasts Included

I still can't believe I am going on a date this friday. With. A. Man.

I have so many conflicting emotions and thoughts. Fear. Excitement. Nervousness. Will he like me? Will he think I'm pretty? Why do I care. I mean, I've never meant him. I don't really know much about him.

I know he's older, in his 40s. Miss Emily only told me he's the kind of man lots of women would want to date. She says I should be proud he wants to take me out. Proud? I don't know. My head swims when I think about it.

Of course, Miss Emily wants to make sure she has me looking the way she wants for the big night on Friday. That involved shopping. Lots of shopping.

Last week, I spent trying on dresses, buying new shoes and a purse to go with the lacy pink dress she chose and even new lingerie. I wasn't surprised a new corset was chosen. I am usually in one. This one is stiffer despite how girly it is. It's all pink and white with lace trim and even little roses at the top of each garter strap.

The biggest surprise is that Miss Emily had realistic breasts glued to my chest. They aren't very big but I am constantly aware of their weight. They meant I had to get new bras to fit my new figure. I wonder why a man would want a sissy with fake breasts? Did I really think that?

Friday afternoon I have an appointment at the salon. I go regularly but this seems different. It almost feels like the first time I went to the salon. I wonder how my hair will be done and my makeup.

Part of me wishes it was Friday night already and part of hopes it never comes.

But I know it will.

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Catching Up

It's been a couple weeks since I posed and a lot has happened. It's hard to know where to start. I think I'll just do a post now about things and then maybe others if I think of what I want to say.

First, I had a wonderful week away with Miss Emily to a vacation home her family owns. Her sister was there for a couple of the days, but otherwise I was just her wife. We went hiking. Keeping up with her tough. But she said I looked "cute" in the L.L. Bean outfits she bought me.

I spent a lot of time kneeling between her thighs and she used her strap-on every day. I was so sore. But content too. I was even allowed to cum twice. I doubt that will happen soon.

The big bombshell was that Miss Emily told me she wants me to go on a date with her man's friend. To say this scare same is an understatement. She says every girl needs to experience it.

When Miss Emily makes up her mind she moves quickly. The date will be this coming Friday night. I am thankful that she and Jack will be along. My stomach is churning thinking about it.

Miss Emily tool me shopping last week for a dress to wear. I'll write more about that lately.

After serving at a party on Saturday things are back to normal this week as a think about going on a date. With a man. Yikes!

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