I am sitting by myself in what appears to be a restaurant/bar that caters to women. I have been exchanging emails with Ms. Alexandria concerning a position she has open for a couple of weeks. She wanted to meet me here at "La Femme" to interview me about the position. I am sitting at a table in the back of the bar area waiting for Ms. Alexandria to arrive.
While I am waiting for her to arrive let me tell you a little about the situation. A few weeks ago I come across Ms. Alexandria's ad on an adult web site that I occasionally visit. She indicated she was looking for a male submissive to serve her on weekends and on other specific occasions. She indicated that she had been a pro-dominatrix at one time by had left that, but occasionally saw former clients. The ad indicated that the person who would be successful in the position would need to be very submissive, a masochist, bi, enjoy being humiliated and be willing to do domestic chores. I responded stating that I was in my early 60s, widowed and recently retired. I indicate that I had some experience in BDSM and was open to all that she had mentioned in her ad. Over the next two weeks we exchange emails almost daily with Ms. Alexandria asking questions and me replying to them and telling her of some of my experiences. During the exchange she gave me the sissy name, "Nora." Two days ago she had sent me the instructions for this meeting.
I was dressed as Ms. Alexandria had instructed with khaki slacks and an Oxford shirt, looking somewhat like a male on the outside. Underneath this I have a lacy pink camisole, a pink garter belt, pink stockings, pink ruffled panties and bright pink anklets. As I was going over our emails in my mind I saw Ms. Alexandria enter the room and all eyes turned to her. She was dressed to the nines, a tight sheer white blouse with a dark colored bra underneath supporting her beautiful C-cup breasts, a black dress that ended several inches above her knees, black hose and knee high black high-heeled boots. As she surveyed the room she recognized me from the pictures we had exchanged and started walking toward my location.
As she reached the table I stood and took her hand and kissed it. Reaching for the chair I pulled it out so she could sit down and helped slide the chair back into place. Ms. Alexandria indicated that that I should move and stand beside her and unzip my slacks. I did this as our waitress approached the table.
The waitress asked, "Can I get our something to drink?"
Ms. Alexandria responded, "Give me just a second, "as she reached into my slacks.
"Very good sissy, you have panties on as I requested, do you have the other items on as well?" questioned Ms. Alexandria.
"Yes Ms. Alexandria," I replied as a surprised look crossed our waitress' face.
"Nora, sit here next to me and unbutton your shirt to your waist and pull it apart, I want to see the camisole you're wearing." I did as Ms. Alexandria instructed as the waitress watched in surprise.
Ms. Alexandria turned to the waitress and said, "I hope you have enjoyed out little show, there may be more to come. In the meantime I will have a glass of white wine; sissy will have a glass of water and bring me an empty to-go cup, lid and straw as well."
Ms. Alexandria then turned to me saying, "I like that pretty camisole, sissy, keep your shirt open as it is. You did very well following instructions, but they will get more difficult from here. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Ms. Alexandria."
"Very good Nora. When the waitress returns I will order dinner for the two of us. When the waitress asks what kind of dressing does sissy want you are to reply, "Mistress will supply the dressing", do you understand?"
"Yes, Ms. Alexandria." I replied as the waitress returned with our drinks and the to go cup.
"May I take your order?" asked the waitress.
To which Ms. Alexandria replied, "I will have the broiled chicken, green vegetable and a side salad with oil and vinegar on the side. Sissy will have a bowl of lettuce, nothing else."
"What type of dressing would the sissy like on his lettuce?" questioned the waitress.
I quickly replied, "Ms. Alexandria will supply my dressing, thank you."
As the waitress turned to go Ms. Alexandria picked up the cup and lid and said in a voice loud enough for the waitress to hear, "Please excuse me as I need to use the Ladies' Room." As Ms. Alexandria walked off the waitress turned her head to see Ms. Alexandria was carrying the cup.
Ms. Alexandria stopped short and returned to the table and whispered in my ear, "While I am in the restroom, reach in side of your paints and move the panties aside so I will be able to see and feel that little sissy cock of yours." Then she was off to the Ladies' Room.
As soon as she is gone I did as she instructed and then waited for her return. Ms. Alexandria returned carrying the cup which now contained some liquid. After sitting down she inserted the straw in the cup and said, "Sissy taste your new drink."
I picked up the cup and it felt warm. Taking a sip I immediately realized that Ms. Alexandria had peed in the cup and I was tasting her beautiful golden nectar. I quickly added, "Thank you for the honor of having your golden nectar, it is delicious."