Roses (and more) for My sissy

Dommes and subs, like everyone else, have their own little spats.  In a lifestyle FLR, the dynamics  might be a little different but in essence, they are very similar to what every other couple goes through.  I've kind of been a little quirky lately and with so many other things coming into play, my poor sissy wife may have felt neglected and "misunderstood" (tammy's words) lately.  So yesterday, I did my best to make her feel special.

Upon her arrival back home and minutes after her flight from Chicago landed, she was instructed to meet me at a hotel in the city by 5 PM.  I told her that I would already be checked in and to just go to the front desk where there would be en envelope waiting for her.

Well, there was more than just an envelope with a note and key to my room.  In addition to the envelope, there was a very pink Victoria's Secret bag with a few pairs of lovely panties just for her.  The front desk people were very helpful when I told them that my "husband" would be calling for the envelope and asked if they could make sure he took the bag with him. 

Now, it wouldn't be the first time tammy's had to carry a pretty pink bag from Victoria's Secret.  There's a good reason for that.  Did you know that just carrying the bag can make a woman feel sexier?  Check out this article from Time.  Women who carried the bag felt more "feminine, glamorous and better looking."  You'd have to think it would have the same effect on submissive sissies.

There were also a dozen pink roses with baby's breath (how appropriate eh?) waiting for tammy in the room when she opened the door.   Roses are a girl's best friend right?  

I didn't get to the room until a little after 5:30 and even though I had to be at a symposium and reception by 7 PM, there was ample time for sissy to pleasure me.

tammy accompanied me to the symposium and I was proud to have her by my side throughout the reception.  Of course, she was wearing a pair of the new panties I had bought her and I took every opportunity I could to pat her ass every so often.

The real "make-up sex" took place when we got back to the room.  The wooden spoon got a good workout as did Big Blackie.  I wanted to make sure we cleared up any "misunderstandings."