The last time I was allowed to enter my Wife/Mistress/Queen was February 25, 2020. We've been together since...um...the 1980s.

Yesterday, I wrote her this note:

I'm so excited about this anniversary. Two weeks away. One full year of no PIV sex! Longer than I've gone without since I first had PIV sex in the 1980s! And it's so exciting! 

Anything you dictate about sex is sexy to me. I can make it sexy in my mind. Because submitting to you sexually is the sexiest thing I've ever experienced. I love NOT complaining about being denied PIV. I love THANKING YOU for it! But I miss PIV so much, too. Warm, velvet, wet, luxurious... Sinking balls-deep, unloading inside. Exquisite. The conflict, the tension between those two poles... It's magic.

So...

How shall we acknowledge my devotion to you, exemplified by enduring, enthusiastically, ecstatically, a full year without PIV?

Perhaps you'll reassure me that I will be allowed to come inside you during 2021, but I won't know when and mustn't ask about it, ever.

Perhaps you'll ask me to agree to another year without.

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps...

Love you!

I'll let you all know what she decides...