We're Going To Mexico!

[NOTE - Anyone who is just beginning to read my blog might want to read the following early entries in my blog about my sissy journey before reading this latest entry: A Little More Background - Am I Sure I Should Do This? - I'm Afraid - These - Where It All Started - Then, These - Miss Flo - Caught For The First Time - About My Last Post - Bikini Panties!!! - A Virgin Bride (And Groom) - Exhausted Sissy Needs Stress Relief! - Sissy Marries Cheerleader - Sissy Makes Life With Cheerleader - Cheerleader Discovers Sissy - Cheerleader Accepts Sissy - Cheerleader And Sissy Grow - Cheerleader Asserts Control - Cheerleader Teases Sissy - Cheerleader And Sissy Settle In To New Home - Cheerleader Cucks Sissy - Cheerleader and Sissy Are Mentored - Sissy Offers Context For Cheerleader - Sissy Sees Her Future - Sissy Adapts To Chastity - Sissy And Cheerleader Spend A Weekend Apart – Our Weekend Apart Aftermath – Cheerleader Has A Heart-To-Heart With Sissy - Sissy And Cheerleader's Last Weekend With Andrea - Part One - Sissy And Cheerleader's Last Weekend With Andrea - Part Two - Cheerleader Thanks Sissy - Cheerleader Does A Sleepover - How My Cheerleader Vets Men - Cheerleader Flirts - With Purpose - Cheerleader Is A Happy Girl - Cheerleader Learns – Juggling Isn’t Easy - Cheerleader Gets An Itch - My Cheerleader's Summer of Contentment – My Cheerleader and Her Quarterback -  Cheerleader and Sissy Reach Accord (And Satisfaction) - Sissy Catches Up, Cheerleader Goes Sailing - Discovered! - It Was Bound To Happen Sooner Or Later - Quarterback Discovers Leeanne - I Have Good News. And News - Quarterback Is Visiting For Labor Day - Cheerleader Speaks - My New Sissy Life - Kittens Love Cream - Sissy Belongs to Cheerleader - Santa Claus Is Coming To Town - Bath Time - Christmas Shopping Visit Summary - Cheerleader and Sissy's Christmas Surprise.  These are the previous posts that tell the story about my sissy journey.]

Tonight, when I got home from work, my cheerleader told me it was time.  We had to decide.  I had, in a way, made up my mind.  I’d thought it over a hundred different ways, and even considered many of the thoughtful and concerned observations offered by readers of my blog who commented on the most recent post, Cheerleader and Sissy's Christmas Surprise, and then I’d come down to one deciding factor.  I knew I wasn’t going to deny my cheerleader a week in Mexico with her quarterback.  No matter what I decided, she was going and would, no doubt, have a great week with him.  The real question was, ‘What was I going to do?’  I decided that I was going to tell my cheerleader I needed to know just one thing.  Did she want to do it?  The way quarterback had presented it?  Both of us?  Him in complete control?  Our only commitment being to obey?  Did she want the two of us to commit to that for her quarterback?  

Her answer?  I wasn't completely prepared for it.  When I told her that I only wanted to know what she wanted, she told me it wasn't that simple for her.  She shared with me her own thoughts and concerns.  The number one thing she emphasized was that she did not want to do anything to jeopardize our special relationship that had only grown, in her opinion, stronger and stronger as she has learned to accept my need to be the sissy I have always longed to be, and likewise, as she has learned to accept more and more her enjoyment of being able to be a different woman with other men, including her quarterback, but even more than just him.  In other words, she really did care about me and how I felt about the unknown possibilities of agreeing to go on the trip on her quarterback's terms.  But then, she talked about those terms.  As it turned out, she had had discussions with him about his intentions, and she learned some things that made her think this trip might be good for us.  He told her that he did not want to do anything to harm anyone or to risk our secret being revealed.  He emphasized to her that he had gone to great lengths to make sure that anyone he included in helping with the trip was completely trustworthy and would only do what he asked them to do.  In other words, we were safe.  That meant a lot to my cheerleader, and to me.  Then, she told me what, ultimately, was a deciding factor.  She said that she was sure her quarterback had plans for me, as a sissy, for the trip - plans he thought I'd be glad I participated in, even if they were difficult for me in the moment.  She also said she was certain he had plans for her - to push her envelope some, so to speak, and that she was anxious about that, but also that she thought she wanted to see what it would be like.  Her bottom line to me was that she had been assured by her quarterback that we would be safe, protected from disclosure, and that she felt it was an opportunity for the two of us to experience another dimension in our marriage and the wife/sissy relationship we had grown and fostered over the past several years since I came out to her.  Then she said the thing that ended the discussion.  She told her quarterback she would not go without me, and he had accepted her decision.  After that, she turned the tables on me.  I had begun our discussion by asking her to tell me what she wanted, and that was going to be what I was going to do.  Now she asked me what I wanted to do.  My answer to her?  Yes.  Unqualified.  Yes.  Was it the right answer?  I suppose we may not know until after this trip.  But in the moment I knew it was the right answer.  My cheerleader was positively gleeful.

She called her quarterback right then and told him we were going.  I could tell from his voice on the phone that he was pleased.  He told her to hand the phone to me.  He said, “Good decision sissy.  This is going to be great!  Thank you.”  I said, “You’re welcome,” and handed the phone back to my cheerleader.  I thought then, ‘He thanked me.  He, thanked me!’  Wow!  This was something he really wanted.  And so, in a way, we had just given him a gift, even if we may not have known exactly what our gift to him would entail.  My cheerleader and her quarterback talked a few more minutes and then she hung up.  She immediately jumped at me and hugged me and kissed me, thanking me for agreeing to go.  She was sooo excited and I knew that there was no way I would be able to reconsider later, no matter how nervous I got about it.  We were going to Mexico.  The three of us.  Sissy.  Wife.  Ex-husband.  What a menage a trois!

P.S. I received a text message from quarterback late last night.  He told me how pleased he was that I had agreed to go on the trip and that he promised I would love it.  He also told me that he expected me to provide a daily chronicle of the trip and important days leading up to the trip.  So, lucky for everyone following my journey, you won't have to wait for updates.  Honest?  I'm very, very excited.