A Taste of Sugar (closed)

[wideeyedone]

Shelby sat with her laptop on her bed. She was chewing on her lip nervously. She needed more tuition money. Her car insurance was due. And her part time job at a coffee house right off of campus was just not getting it done. Her roommate had a Sugar Daddy that helped her out financially. Cassie showed her the website and the profile she had set up.

Shelby did the math. Would it really be that different from dating someone? It was just an arrangement, right?

She took a deep breath and filled out the profile.


Shelby
aged 20
Aspiring Writer and College student
seeking mature and sophisticated gentleman
arrangements negotiable
I enjoy movies, music, great books.
Let's have dinner and see if I might be the taste of sugar you are looking for.

She uploaded a few pictures of herself. They weren't anything too salacious. The pics she chose showed off her long dark hair, her porcelain skin and her sweet girl next door looks.

She hit save and submit. Then she closed her laptop and got to work reading for her Brit Lit class.

 

[CFMB_fan]

Making Contact

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Name: Adrian Ham
Age: 51
Height: 6 ft
Eyes: Piercing Blue
Hair: Black, with grey highlights and slightly balding, so cropped short
Build: Tall, broad like a rugby player but also carries some middle age spread
Profession:Former Trader in the city but now an accountant at a trading firm
Marital Status:Married

Adrian closed the spreadsheet that had wasted his afternoon, and early evening. Spreadsheets had become very powerful, but as a result, also very complex, making his life as a compliance accountant rather difficult. Some of the young traders were too greedy and would push the system to the edge. His job was working in compliance, trying to ensure that the Bank wouldn't get busted for breaking the rules.

Unfortunately, the managers were still persuaded to turn a blinded eye over some inappropriate activities despite the problems in other banking firms of late.

"It will never happen to us" was their motto he joked with some of his colleagues. But he kept detailed logs and copies of all emails he sent. Also, he kept notes of relevant conversations in the 'corridor', often sending a summary of the conversation to the manager; so that should anything happen, he had raised his concerns and could prove that he had done.

He was ensuring hs umbrella was as large and legitimate as possible.

He turned to his iPhone and looked at the messages he had chosen to ignore earlier, a couple from his wife and he quickly responded, joking and teasing her.

He loved her, but sex between them had dissipated, she seemed to spend more time with her MacPro than anything else. She even barely exercised…

His time in the city was busy and often lonely. Whilst he had some ‘friends’ within the company, those in compliance were seen as troublemakers, and so often tended to be ignored by many in the company, especially those whageingey were trying to protect. Coupled with his wife’s aging attitude, he had started to seek companionship, someone to spend the night with maybe a drink or a light meal, or even going to see a film, to have a laugh and a giggle.

And so he had joined a ‘Sugar Daddy’ Site, so far with mixed success. Most girls wanted to scam him, or at least that was his general experiences. One f the first girls he contacted, they chatted via email and soon a phone call or two. But then the topic of a meet came up, she asked for a ‘deposit’ to prove he was genuine. And so he had transferred via paypal. Never heard from her again. Okay it was only $100 but his fingers had been burnt.

Other females asked for a gift of a $1000 or more for basically not doing anything. He had the cash, but he wasn’t going to give it away. He wanted companionship and even sex. Though if it was just sex, he’d see an escort. Despite the prostitution laws being quite tough in the state, there were ways of avoiding the obvious.

But he wanted more than what most escorts were seemed to be prepared, or at least he would have to develop a friendship with a regular, something he would consider, but as yet had met the right girl(s).

So what did he want? Someone intelligent, cute, rather than in your face beautiful, they tended to be more high maintenance; at least that was an opinion he had formed based on stories and his own observations. Someone who he could dine with, go to th cinema or a musical, and offer her possible mentoring, coaching as well as financial support.

In return, he wanted companionship and intimacy. Whilst he didn't expect intimacy on their first date, he was clear in his profile that was what he wanted and expected Any attempts to unnecessarily avoid would be treated as a time waster. No one could say they didnt understand or didn’t appreciate that he wanted intimacy. But he was also prepared to be reasonably generous financially in return. All that was stated on his profile.

He also had a couple of photos but he had blurred his face, though he was prepared to send a facial photo at some point. But he knew from stories and bitter experience that he had to be careful on the site.

And so he started to browse the new members in the local area, He checked often, so the list was never large, as he started to swipe through the half a dozen or so new profiles.

He quickly scanned a couple and then swiped forward, before he backtracked, and used his fingers to zoom in on a photo. He then quickly swiped through some other photos.

It looked like Julie, a friend’s daughter from upstate. He read her profile, The description of her fitted in what he knew of her. He looked at her and wondered. He always had found her alluring as a teen, partially because whilst she wasn’t stunning, she was pretty, and in part of the taboo aspect, her age, his marital status.

He read her profile a couple of times before started to compose his reply

Hi Shelby,

I just read your profile and well it caught my attention.

I’m a young looking (apparently) 52 year old who lives in the city 2 or 3 days a week on average before I head home to my family at weekends. My job and the nature of my business is such that I can be alone during my stay in the city.

This is where I hope you may come in. I’m looking for, initially for a companion, to go out for a meal, or a drink walks and the like. If there is a connection, then I will be quite blunt, I will expect intimacy with you. If there isn't a connection, then we can both move on in our lives.

Whilst we explore or compatibility, I will cover all costs as well as making a donation for your time of $200 for each date. If we do develop a chemistry, then a monthly allowance is a possibility.

Please, do not be overly greedy.

If you like the look of my profile and are interested, please do contact me. If you feel I am not your type, then that's your prerogative.

Looking forward to hearing from you.

Lonely_Apple.

He read his note to her a couple of times wondering if it was his Julie, his friend’s daughter or not. Her face was mostly obscured, not by blurring like his but my some clever use of shadows and placement of the camera. Kudo to the photographer. But he was 90 % sure that it was her….

He felt his cock twitch as he pondered.

He closed his phone and stood up, time for the gym. Despite being overweight he wasn’t unfit, and he was losing weight albeit slowly.

 

[wideeyedone]

After class but before her shift at the coffee house, Julie logged in to her account on the $ugar baby website. She deleted a few messages that were full on creepy or rude. She read a few others that were ok, but not quite what she was looking for. However, there was one that piqued her interest.

She read his message and crafted a reply.

Dear Lonely Apple,
I often find myself lonely in the city as well. I am still getting used to the constant bustle and the anonymous sea of faces. I am seeking an arrangement that would in time lead to an allowance, but I would love to have someone I feel safe and cared for with. I’d love to talk about books, and read the newspaper over Sunday morning coffee. I love museums and movies and learning new things.

Perhaps we could meet for a drink one night this week? I think it is better to meet sooner rather than later to see if we have a spark. What do you think?
Shelby

She reread her message several times and then decided to his send.

She put her hair up in a ponytail and tied on her apron. And then she was steaming milk and brewing coffee and keeping orders straight until the shop slowed down at around 10 pm. She opened her app to see if Lonely Apple had replied.

 

[CFMB_fan]

His reply

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His workout was intense, following a HIIT program, using an app on his phone, As such whilst it was relatively short, it was intense, and hard work. But he was becoming used to it, and the app changed the timings every week slightly to keep his body on edge, to strop it becoming’conditioned’ to the same exercise regimen.

Adrian was in the Gym’s coffee area when he checked his email, pulling out his laptop from the laptop compartment of his bag,

He saw the notification in his email, and quickly logged onto the Sugar Daddy/Baby site and saw Shelby’s response. He opened it with a degree of caution, most emails were clearly trying to spam him, at least that was what his sixth sense suggested to him based on a couple of bitter experiences.

He read her reply and sensed that she was more likely to be genuine, her use of words which reminded him of a favourite Rush Number, the ‘Camera Eye’ with her comment ‘ anonymous sea of faces.’

He read it a couple of times and looked at her photos again. He was convinced that it was Julie, his friend's daughter. Certainly, he knew she was attending a university in the city. He wasn’t sure if he should contact her, if it was her, it could be awkward.

But then, it would be awkward for them both if their secret got out. If she tried to blackmail him, how would she knew he was seeking, seeing, fucking younger sugar babes unless she was one herself. He started to ponder the various options. He started to draft his reply, but had second thoughts, and closed the tab leading to the site, instead of reviewing a couple of newspapers online.

Finally, he was home and sitting in front of the TV, his laptop on his lap. Moments later he was on Facebook, looking at his friend’s Facebook Page, and saw links to Julie, and saw some photos of her.

She was cute, pretty and he knew she was intelligent. Maybe he could help her. Slowly he started yet again to compose a reply.

Hi Shelby,

And thank you for replying. From your reply, you clearly have an intelligence compared to many on this site, at least in my experience.

You do have a lovely name and your photos are quite provoking. Whilst I’m not in the city often on a Sunday morning, it can be arranged, the idea of us reading the newspaper together in bed is quite the thought.

I would love to meet up before I Leave the city on Thursday evening of this week. I’m available both Tuesday and Wednesday evening, or even lunchtime?

I know of a lovely Italian coffee house close to the old Greenwich market area in Manhattan.

A couple of questions for you to consider before we meet; as I will raise the topics in one manner or another.

• You stated that you are looking for an allowance. How much would you be considering? And what would you consider offering me in return for the allowance?
• Your profile states that you are an aspiring writer. What do you enjoy writing, and what sort of books, novels do you enjoy reading about. I enjoy history, (esp military) and erotica.
• I am married. Are you in a relationship?
• Are you looking for a single monogamous Sugar Daddy or are you wanting to be more adventurous? I’m cool with both.
• Where would you most like to be fucked, to have sex?
• Where would you most like to be made love to?
• I’m clean. Are you?
• Do you have any sexual fantasies or fetishes that you want to explore?
• What are the three main questions you want to ask me?

I am happy for you to contact me on Whats-App here is my number. Hope to hear from you soon, even if it is ‘Thanks but No Thanks’

Looking forward to meeting.

Lonely_Apple

He added a copy of his latest STD certificate, which was a couple of months old, but he hadn't seen anyone since, and had only slept with his wife on a couple of occasions, both using a condom.

He read and reread his reply. It felt odd, but the questions were there to get her thinking about what she was and wasn’t prepared to do for her allowance. By reading his two messages and his profile, she should be in no uncertainty that he was ultimately after sex.

He finally sighed deeply as he pressed send, and then closed his tab, before starting to read a book on indoor photography techniques.

 

[wideeyedone]

Julie waited until she was back in her dorm room to reply to Lonely Apple's message. She decided to be direct with her responses to his questions. Instead of using the site, she contacted him through Whats App.

Hi-- this is Shelby.

I will begin by answering your questions.

You stated that you are looking for an allowance. How much would you be considering?
Right now, I am working at a coffee house and taking 18 hours of course work. I make about $500 a month and would like to not have to work so that I can write and concentrate on my schooling. But that is negotiable.

And what would you consider offering me in return for the allowance? I would be a low stress girlfriend. I would like us to have real intimacy-- but that might take time. But I offer affection, sex, and good company. If you have an apartment in the city, I could do some light housekeeping and cooking as well.

Your profile states that you are an aspiring writer. What do you enjoy writing, and what sort of books, novels do you enjoy reading about? I love to read everything. History, fiction, biographies, and some suspense and thrillers just for fun. I am writing a suspense novel currently.

Are you in a relationship? I am not in a relationship. To be honest, I just recently had my heart broken and I haven't been very open to getting involved with someone. I had been with someone all through highschool and college and I was quite blindsided when he decided he no longer wanted to be together.

Are you looking for a single monogamous Sugar Daddy or are you wanting to be more adventurous? Right now, I see myself as monogamous. I have always been a one man kind of woman.

Where would you most like to be fucked, to have sex? A really nice hotel bed. after a night out, peeling off each other's clothes, my prettiest lingerie on under my little black dress.

Where would you most like to be made love to?
Tucked away in some romantic cabin in front of the fire. snuggled under blankets.

Are you clean?
I am. I got tested just a few months ago. And I have only had two lovers, but I am not inexperienced.

Do you have any sexual fantasies or fetishes that you want to explore? I want to explore a great deal, but I am not sure even what. I was hoping someone with more experience might help me discover my likes and dislikes.

What are the three main questions you want to ask me?
What book are you reading right now?
Do you consider yourself affectionate?
What one trait are you most looking for in your sugar baby?

kisses,
Shelby

Julie sent her message and then got ready for bed. She showered and slipped into her pajamas. She pulled her book from the night stand and settled in. She had an early morning class.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian was relaxing, listening to music when he heard his phone vibrate. He reached for it and saw the text as he swiped his phone open, and clicked on the Whatsapp App, and started to read her messages. She had answered his questions and asked him a couple. He was thankful that his app avatar wasnt a photo of him. He was convinced it was Julie.

He wasn’t sure if she would want to commit to a Sd relationship once she found out, but he wanted to met her.
He started to reply as separate posts rather than as a long post like Shelby - he couldn't be bothered to get his laptop open.

Evening Shelby.

And thank you for taking the time to reply, and your answers have given me an interesting insight into you and your needs. My responses to your questions. I’m currently reading a couple of books. Firstly a reference book on a guide to portraiture photography and another on Europe in WW2. My light reading is a Tom Clancy from the late 80s, REd STorm Rising. With the issues in the Baltic States, it could be a repeat of the cold war.

He pressed send and then thought of the second question. I am affectionate, kind loving and sensual both inside and outside the bedroom. And then pressed send.

Trait? Good question, I guess I am loooking for two equally, a female who is spontaneneous and some one who will allow CIM. My wife isnt that spontaneous, and always wants sex in the bedroom. She also has never let me cum in her mouth

He pressed send again complete with typos.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian then re-read her post, specifically the one about fantasies...

And asked her another question on Whatsapp

"If I could help you make any fantasy come true what would you ask for?"

 

[wideeyedone]

In the morning, Julie had early classes. As she was waiting for her history course to start she worked on her reply to Lonely Apple.


"One of the fantasies that I have is to be bound. Nothing elaborate. Just the loss of control. I need to be in control so much of the time, my classwork, my job, and I also have some responsibilities with my father's business. I want to just be able to surrender and please and feel and let go."

Julie bit her lip.

"Could we meet for dinner Wednesday night? Just spend some time. I will wear my little black dress and we can see if we hit it off?"

 

[CFMB_fan]

Tuesday Morning.

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Tuesday Morning.


Adrian woke up, and checked his phone. There were a few messages from his wife and friends back home, but nothing from Shelby. He threw open his duvet and got up, his cock semi hard. Gone are the days where he woke up with a morning erection every day. That had stopped around ten years ago when at 41 he went down with chickenpox after a trip to Europe. He walked into the ensuite bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the water reach temperature before he entered; feeling the water cascade down on his form, the hot water waking him up.

By nine, he was his office, checking his emails and the headlines from the far east and Europe. IT was now evening n the former and lunchtime-ish in the latter and so he needed to be aware of any news that could lead to a financial crisis of one form or another.

He sipped his coffee as he browsed Firefox, the main news channels saved as separate tabs to make his life easier. It was then that he felt, heard his iPhone vibe on the wooden desk.

He picked it up and saw the messages from Shelby and smiled. The comment about helping her father’s business only seemed to add to the certainty that Shelby was Julie.

He stopped and paused. Again he had thoughts of moving on, looking for another Sugar Daddy. If it was Julie, he would be able to act out at least in part one of his dreams, fantasies. He had several friends whose daughters he found alluring. Julie was definitely one of them.

He reread her messages again and replied.

“An Interesting Fantasy Shelby. So you like the idea of losing control??? I can relate to that fantasy for similar reasons… One of mine is to be randomly picked up by a female around your age. Somewhere innocuous, mundane like a coffee shop.”

He read the text and pressed send before following it up with another slightly risque line.

“Another Fantasy is to be seduced by a friend’s daughter”

At that moment someone knocked on his office door, his PA Meera. They chatted briefly before she left him. Picking up the phone he saw Shelby hadn’t replied yet.

“Meeting tomorrow sounds perfect. How about meeting at an Italian coffee house/bar around 6, and then moving onto a cosy Italian restaurant that I know off? How does $100 sound for a tribute for the date?” He wasn’t sure if he should offer her more, but he wanted a balance between being helpful and not overly generous or encouraging her to become pure greedy.

He headed onto Facebook and started to stalk her of sorts a few photos of her from her parent’s posts, and saw her in a pair of tan boots.

He grinned as an idea came to his head.

“So if you want to lose control, maybe I should dictate what you should wear to our first date Shelby, within reason that is?”

With the message sent, he resumed reviewing the news and his emails, before getting involved in the day’s real activities.

 

[wideeyedone]

Julie was glad he wanted to meet. At this point she had all of her eggs in one basket.

She sent her reply.

“I would love to have dinner with you. And I’d love for you to tell me what to wear. I want you to be pleased. As for a tribute, the amount is lovely. But I will only accept if we got it off. If we decide it isn’t a match, I will just enjoy the lovely dinner and cabfare home.”

She hit send and waited for his reply.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian saw her reply a few minutes later, and read it a couple of times before he composed his replay.

“We will meet at Giada’s Coffee Bar at 1800 if that's okay for you. I want you to be provocatively and sassily dressed, Knee high boots, a leather style hugging skirt (Or even a real leather one!) and a sheer pale blouse; under which you WILL wear a bright bold colour bra. If need be I will transfer money via Pay-Pal $100?.”


He saw the two ticks appear almost instantly informing him that her phone was switched on, but didn't turn blue to indicate being read. He resumed to his detailed report that he was reading.

 

[wideeyedone]

Julie answered agreeing on the time and the wardrobe. When she got back to her dorm room, she laid her clothes out for her date with lonely apple. She chose her favorite tan leather boots, her chocolate brown leather skirt, a pale pink silk blouse, and a hot pink bra.

She also laid out the matching hot pink panties. She snapped a photo of the clothing and sent it to lonely apple. She wanted him to see that she was eager to please.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian was soon consumed with his work, and didn’t hear, feel the vibration which alerted him of his texts including a reply from Shelby.

But as he sipped his coffee at lunchtime he saw them and smiled. She wasn’t being greedy. He just hoped that she had an outfit that was suitable. But he soon forgot the conversation as he spoke to his wife, before returning his focus on the large curved monitor screen.

It was only back at home after another gym session that he noticed the WhatsApp icon showing a notification. He didn't understand how, why occasionally new messages were not alerted. But he saw the notification and clicked the app open, and moments later he saw the outfit on the bed.

‘Wow, of fuck’ he mumbled to himself. The pale blouse and the darker, bolder pink bra would clearly be visible. He grinned as his plan may work.

“Wow, Shelby. That is some outfit… Thank you”

 

[wideeyedone]

Wednesday evening, Julie dressed for her date with lonely apple. She hoped it would work out, not just for the money, but she was enjoying the banter with him. He seemed smart, sophisticated and safe.

She did her makeup with her light touch, but added a dark pink lipstick that matched her bra and panties.

She nervously headed to the place that he had chosen. She had a book with her, in case he didn't show or was late. She ordered a cup of hot tea and opened her book, hoping that Lonely Apple showed up and was a good match.

 

[CFMB_fan]

His arrival...

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That evening, Adrian struggled to sleep initially, his mind was awash with thoughts, conflicting opinions as he argued with himself. He was sure it was Julie.

He reached for the bedside light and his mobile, and soon climbed out of bed, as he walked nude to the study and collected the two pieces of paper he had just printed, one was a facial portrait of Julie, the other was her outfit. He placed them on is bed and started to wank, his cock was now hard from the photos, their text conversation.

It wasn’t long before he tensed up, grunting as he sprayed the two pieces of paper with his aging seed.

He woke before the alarm by about ten minutes, fully awake. He often masturbated to help beat insomnia, last night was even more successful it seemed. His morning routine soon kicked in, and it wasn't long before he was at work in his double-breasted bespoke suit and a crisp pale blue double cuff shirt, and a lovely electric blue silk tie finished with a half Windsor knot.

He had another day in store, but finally, he left work, sending her a text “En route, Im in a pinstripe suit with a royal blue tie”

He got a cab to Giada's coffee bar and was about 5 minutes early. He had intended to be earlier but traffic had been unkind, coupled with a busy day.

He stood at the door to the coffee bar place and saw her immediately as Julie. He gulped.

Slowly he started to walk towards her, the envelope with her tribute in the inside pocket of his pinstripe jacket. As he approached, he gulped as she looked up at him.

 

[wideeyedone]

Julie looked up when she saw a pin striped suit and an electric blue tie. She smiled and then her eyes got wide when she recognized him. She bit her lip. It was her father's friend, Adrian.

"Oh, my" She whispered softly. She blinked hard.

Part of her was relieved that he was there. She had always liked him, but she also was terrified that he would tell her father what she was up to.

"Mr. Ham?" She asked softly.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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“Evening Julie, and so it is you, I hope it was when I thought I recognised your photo. Please may I?” as he pointed to the empty chair opposite her.

As she nodded he reached for her hand and pulled it towards him as he kissed her fingers “Evening Julie, you look lovely tonight; just as I asked. So thank you”

He then started to pull out the chair before he sat down and smiled.

“You do look gorgeous, especially in that outfit….” as he smiled warmly towards her. He wasn’t sure if Julie wanted him to stay or…

He looked at her, as she leant back the sheer blouse revealing the lace of her bolder bra underneath.

“So How are you? How are your studies, it been a while….” a slight hint of apprehension in his voice.

 

[wideeyedone]

She couldn’t help but smile. She found herself relieved that he was Lonely Apple. She had always found herself attracted to Adrian. He was smart and sophisticated. He sat down and she laid her hand over his.

“My Studies are going well. I am on the dean’s list.” She offered proudly. “I am still maintaining the website for Dad’s shop. And I guess you know that I recently broke up with Dan.” She offered a little nervously.

She took a sip of her tea.

“So you were glad that I turned out to be me. Not disappointed or anything?” She asked softly.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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He smiled and relaxed as she placed her hand on his.feeling her warmth, and her small nimble fingers in comparison to his larger masculine fingers.

“Glad your studies are going well, and yes your father mentioned that you still help him out with the internet aspect and working there during the holiday seasons…”

He suddenly realized he didn't yet have a drink. “Sorry to hear about Dan, but well you are young pretty and have all the time in the world to explore….”

“Another tea, wine or ?”

He looked at her and smiled. “Yes, I wasn't sure whether from your photos it was you, though I did recognise the one from your parents living room, of sorts…”

He inhaled briefly “So are you still interested in a possible arrangement? It is in our both interests to keep this quiet for various reasons….” He looked at her across the table. “Clare is menopausal, and as such has lost all interest in sex. My times in this interesting city can at times be lonely because of work…”

After a pause, he continued “And I've always had a fantasy involving a friends daughter…”

 

[wideeyedone]

Julie agreed to a glass of wine. She deferred to him to choose which wine as she knew very little about wine.

“I think we might have very good chemistry.” She offered softly. “I was hoping for connection and affection and intimacy. Not just the money.” She said blushing. “My dad would be embarrassed for you to know that his shop
Isn’t doing well. One of his employees embezzled some funds and things have been tight. So, we both have secrets to keep. I can be discreet.”

When the waitress brought the wine, Julie took a sip.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian caught the attention of the waitress and smiled as she approached. Can we have a bottle of the house rose please? Oh and can I have a flat white?”

He looked at Julie “WAter?” as she nodded he turned to the waitress “And a jug of tap water please with ice and lemon, thank you”

Then he listened quietly as Julie spoke about her father’s business offering her his ‘apologies’ to hear about that.

And then the waitress returned with the wine, in an ice bucket, the condensation already forming on both the hammered tin and the glass of the bottle.

He sipped his coffee as she poured the wine leaning back into the chair and watched Julie as she sipped her wine. He felt that they both had reasons to be discrete. AS the waitress left he reached for his little notebook from his jacket pocket and opened it up where a little pink post-it bookmaker had been placed. He had made a few notes about Julie’s answers and her profile. Whilst he knew her to an extent, for example, he had not known that she was an aspiring writer. And so he had made a few notes to remind him to ask as questions.

“Like you, I’m looking for companionship, intimacy, sex. But I am also looking for someone who is young, sassy and fun.” he paused as he took a sip of his wine before continuing. “So from your perspective the money isn't everything in this arrangement Julie, but it is an important consideration. How about having your limits pushed, that was something that I picked up from some of your answers Julie?”

He looked at her and smiled thoughtfully.

 

[wideeyedone]

Julie blushed deeply.

"I do want to explore my boundaries. I want to have fun and have new experiences. But I also want to curl up and feel safe and warm and wanted..." She bit her lip after those words tumbled from her mouth.

She felt a little vulnerable that she had told him that.

"I am sorry... I can be sassy and fun, too." She found herself unable to meet his gaze. He seemed so self assured and she felt so... unsure of herself. She hadn't been prepared to share all of this with someone who actually knew her. She had been expecting to pretend to be Shelby, fun Sugar Baby. And here she was, just Julie. Her real self.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian saw Julie blush a deep red as she heard his question about her expanding, pushing her boundaries.

“There is nothing wrong with curling up, the hugs the cuddles. Too many youngsters seem to think that is a thing of the past. Even when you're pushing your boundaries one moment, there is nothing wrong feeling loved, wanted and cherished.”

He sipped his coffee as he watched her, his eyes fleeting down to her breasts, her bold bra clearly visible through her sheer blouse.

“I can see your sassy, and I know you are fun gorgeous. That leather skirt shows me that, it's leather isn't it and not fake leather…? And that blouse, bra combination is rather fun, daring, but could be more daring.”

He reached for his flat white and finishe dit with two or three gulps in quick sucession.

"And your suspense thriller you are writing, care to share the plot outline?"

 

[wideeyedone]

She took his hand and laid it on her skirt so he could feel the soft, supple leather.

"It is real leather. I bought it for myself last year. It is so pretty and makes me feel very sexy, it fits my curves just right."

She hoped he would leave his hand on her thigh.

"My main character is a contract killer and he is obsessed with a woman that was an innocent bystander on one of his kills. She was a witness but she doesn't know it was him. At first he gets to know her just to make sure that she can't identify him, but he has completely fallen for her." She offered a little shyly. Her parents were not supportive of her writing at all. They wanted her to focus on something more practical.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian gulped literally, visibly as she took his hand and placed it on her thigh. He felt the quality of the leather cool, smooth and somehow sensual, sexual.

“That feels a very supple leather Julie, couldn’t have been cheap… And I do like that sheer blouse, as I've said, so suggestive yet the bra limits the suggestive nature” He met her gaze wondering what he said made sense to her? But he listened enthusiastically to her comment about the story as she described the plot outline. He kept his hand on the skirt, his fingers spread open as if they were webbed.

“And then do they start an affair? A relationship where she discovers his secret, his true profession?” he asked curiously.

“And on another note, how short of money are you at the moment Julie?" as he reached for is wine and took a sip.