Jennifer was waiting for him again and her creative thinker drifted off to how she had gotten into the carbohydrate bowl…. Her friend Joan had told about the website and how chill it was to let a dinero daddy…besides she laughed,"if you make ‘ em fuck you doggy, you don't even have to look at them"…She liked Bob…He was the one prospective sugar pop who treated her like a person…Most of the others had been mildly insulting ... wanting to negotiate the price and frequency of various sex acts before they had even met. Bob invited her to coffee and then to tiffin. Bob had been up front about wanting to be a"Friend with Benefits"…but as he said…"friend world-class"…

He seemed genuinely worry in her and her life. While he always treated her like a lady….she found herself listing all the things he had done to make her life-time better…He was paying her tuition for the alumna schooling courses she was taking evenings in business…Jennifer had a four year academic degree and a job as a alveolar hygienist …but regretted her career choice that required her to put her script in people's mouths everyday…She could verbalize to Bob about that and he had promised to help her discovery another job when she graduated…Of course, the margin he paid her ( which was now $ 1500 a month up from $ 1000 ) took a lot of the insistence off and allowed her to put a short 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 policy and has provided a credit card that covers her gas…

Jennifer and Bob went out 2-3 fourth dimension a month…dinners at overnice restaurants only at first…but they now mixed in some more everyday evenings …Last calendar month she just had him come over for a cookout. Jennifer found she actually enjoyed his companionship. He was 62 and almost 35 years her senior…but he was she had found a genuinely gracious person…Of course, as he had pointed out more than once…she never would have given him a second base tone if they had met any other way. The sugar arena made their relationship possible.

Jennifer checked her watch and noted he was ten minutes late. She smiled as she noted, that she had done much to make his animation better too…mostly in the bedroom. Their first two encounter had been chaste eve …dinner at two of the finer restaurants in town…Jen could see the lust in his middle but soon realized he didn't really know how to even broach the field of study of sex…with a woman. He was a widower who lost his wife over a yr ago…not really a player. After their secondment dinner and his ineptitude when he walked her to her car…she decided to take ascendance. She called and invited him for coffee. While they shared coffee…she outlined the simple framework of an"arrangement"…She acknowledged his Friends first spoken communication …and suggested it was time to get to the point…She outlined the things she needed a gelt papa to take concern of…a really modest list initially…and noted that there really was nothing 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 hired 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 cargo 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 recognise how to plow her…He set up their next meeting at a topical anesthetic hotel…and conducted what felt like a culmination presenting the cash and things she's asked for…plus the car and credit 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 and change…She smiled at him and excused herself and went to the bathroom…She emerged wearing only the same heels she had worn all day and a necklace…

Bob had been seated in the one professorship in the room…and Jen came over and sat in his lap….He had a expression of wide-eyed admiration on his look …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 smack his Koln and finger the urgency of his need. He stepped out of his apparel and exposed a serious erection…While his lust for her was obvious…she was impressed with his attentiveness to her motivation …First fondling her knocker and nipples then slowly moving down to her pussy…He took his clock time and exhibited skills with his fingers and knife that pleasantly surprised her… twice…She started a truelove stream of slutty dialogue that she continued only after seeing the gist it had on him…She maneuvered around and took him in her sassing. 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 legs for him…and caught a coup d'oeil of that little boy expression again…In a fanfare 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 take the top…and she did…all thye while telling him he wanted his cum…She found a rhythm and rocked her hips 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 vigil again and he was now xx instant late and this wasn't like him…particularly since this was the Night she had agreed he could bestow his handcuffs…