Jennifer was waiting for him again and her intellect drifted off to how she had gotten into the sugar bowl…. Her Friend Joan had told about the site and how nerveless it was to feature a sugar daddy…besides she laughed,"if you make ‘ em fuck you doggy, you don't even have to depend at them"…She liked Bob…He was the one prospective sugar daddy who treated her like a person…Most of the others had been mildly insulting ... wanting to negociate the price and frequency of several sex routine before they had even met. Bob invited her to coffee tree and then to lunch. Bob had been up front about wanting to be a"supporter with welfare"…but as he said…"Friends first"…

He seemed genuinely interested in her and her life story. While he always treated her like a lady….she found herself listing all the things he had done to make believe her life better…He was paying her tuition for the graduate school courses she was taking evenings in business…Jennifer had a four year arcdegree and a job as a dental consonant hygienist …but regretted her calling choice that required her to put her hands in people's lip everyday…She could talk to Bob about that and he had promised to help her find another job when she graduated…Of course, the allowance he paid her ( which was now $ 1500 a month up from $ 1000 ) took a lot of the pressure off and allowed her to put a small money away for her daughter's education. Bob had also provided her with a car…it's in his name but she has the use of it…and he pays the insurance and has provided a citation circuit card that covers her gas…

Jennifer and Bob went out 2-3 times a month…dinners at prissy restaurant only at first…but they now mixed in some more free-and-easy evenings …Last month she just had him come over for a cookout. Jennifer found she actually enjoyed his company. He was 62 and almost 35 class her senior…but he was she had found a authentically squeamish person…Of class, as he had pointed out more than once…she never would have got given him a indorsement smell if they had met any other way. The cabbage bowl made their human relationship possible.

Jennifer checked her lookout and noted he was ten minutes late. She smiled as she noted, that she had done much to pull in his aliveness better too…mostly in the sleeping room. Their number 1 two meeting had been chaste evenings …dinner at two of the finer eating place in town…Jen could see the lustfulness in his eyes but soon realized he didn't really bonk how to even broach the study of sex…with a cleaning lady. He was a widower who lost his wife over a year ago…not really a player. After their minute dinner and his ineptitude when he walked her to her car…she decided to rent control. She called and invited him for coffee. While they shared coffee…she outlined the simple framework of an"organization"…She acknowledged his Friends first manner of speaking …and suggested it was clip to get to the point…She outlined the affair she needed a sugar pop to take care of…a really modest list initially…and noted that there really was naught she wouldn't do in the bedroom for a man who provided those things…It was obvious he really didn't know what to say…so she took him by the hand and walked him out to his car….and put him in his own back seat…pulled his pants down and blew him right there…She swallowed his payload and smiled saying, .."You know what you need to do Bob if you want this to happen again."

Bob had gotten the message…but he still didn't really know how to handle her…He set up their succeeding meeting at a local hotel…and conducted what felt like a closing presenting the cash and things she's asked for…plus the car and reference card…on the desk in the room…then he looked at her longingly…Jen was still in her dental hygienist uniform…the timing had not allowed her to go home plate and change…She smiled at him and excused herself and went to the bathroom…She emerged wearing only the same heel she had worn all day and a necklace…

Bob had been seated in the one chair in the room…and Jen came over and sat in his lap….He had a flavor of simple curiosity on his aspect …as she leaned in and whispered in his ear…"Do with me as you will good sir"…and then he did. He lifted her up with a specialty that surprised her and had kissed her deeply. She could smell his cologne and sense the urgency of his need. He stepped out of his wearing apparel and exposed a grave erection…While his luxuria for her was obvious…she was impressed with his heed to her needs …First fondling her breasts and pap then slowly moving down to her pussy…He took his meter and exhibited skills with his fingers and natural language that pleasantly surprised her… twice…She started a steady watercourse of slutty dialogue that she continued only after seeing the event it had on him…She maneuvered around and took him in her oral fissure. While he writhed in pleasure…He pulled himself out of her mouth and stopped her saying only"please, I need to be inside you"She rolled over and spread her peg for him…and caught a glimpse of that little boy spirit again…In a flare it was gone and he was plunged deep inside her…They started in mish and then rolled over to doggy. Finally, he asked if she would select the top…and she did…all thye while telling him he wanted his cum…She found a rhythm and rocked her hip in such a way that she felt her orgasm building and when she came …she came hard and lost her breath…He came almost immediately thereafter…and she smiled when she realized he had waited for her…

She checked her watch again and he was now 20 minutes late and this wasn't like him…particularly since this was the night she had agreed he could contribute his handcuffs…