Andrea gets ready for the date

“Good to see you’ve gotten your outfit all planned out for tonight. And you’ve had a go at your nails! Wow they’re good, you must be a natural! You’re truly your mother’s daughter!”, Charlene lauded Andrea, who replied with a falsely enthused “Like thanks Mom! I totally learned it from watching you!”.

“I’m glad I could teach you something of value. Now go ahead and get ready for your big date; you’ve only got three hours. Oh and as I can tell you haven’t put your plug in or douched or trained your waist today, clean your booty first and put the plug in after you get out the shower. You can take it out after you’re completely ready for your date. And you’ll be sitting through your date wearing the corset. Think of it like this; you won’t be spending much if your stomach’s small, and you’ll look amazing in your dress!”, instructed Charlene, slapping Andrea on the behind as she left, who let out a girlish yelp uncontrollably.

Andrew douched, showered, inserted the butt plug, dried, deodorised, got dressed (Charlene helping with the corset), applied makeup and perfume, styled his hair, and took care of his lips, finishing off getting ready just as Brian texted him that he had arrived.

Having the cold hunk of metal inside his anus made the whole experience slightly more uncomfortable but prompted Andrew to go about getting ready much quicker, and although it didn’t hurt as much as last time, it was a relief to be rid of it, even if there was a slight hint of pleasure as he sat upon it and it pressed against the anal cavity.

Charlene made Andrea give her a kiss on the cheek before ‘she’ departed, and ‘she’ had to remind Brian of the lips when he went in for a kiss after entering his car.

The two chatted amicably on the way there, and after parking in the bistro’s car lot, Brian made a show of opening the door for Andrea and taking ‘her’ hand as ‘she’ exited.

At the door, the couple were met by a man who looked almost exactly like Gomez Addams as played by Raul Julia, wearing a waiter’s suit and sporting a thick stereotypical (and most likely fake) French accent.

“Gud ivining. Walcoom do La Chat Noir. I am Enree, le manajar. Do you av a rahsahvashion?”.

“Yep, Miller, table for two?”, Brian replied.

“Ah, you must be Amily’s boi! And wath sooch sharming coompanee, aussi. Zis way mademoiselle, mousier!”; Henry led them to a booth which allowed for intimacy and left them with menus.

Brian and Andrea chatted about what they wanted, and Andrea had a hard time settling on any particular dish.

After a waiter brought some bread and water for the table, Henry reappeared and asked, “Ahr yoo raydee do ohrdehr?”.

After ordering the house white for the both of them (reasoning that he was still an excellent driver, even after a drink), Brian asked for creamed mushrooms for a starter, and chicken cordon bleu for a main.