salutation from the sugar pipe bowl, the online heaven where untried fair sex barter their affections and clip for the financial support of older men .While I have enjoyed immensely my association with one of the web site that connects sugar babies with sugar daddies…, I have taken it to another level and intellection I would parcel my adventures…. My online profile includes a single mental picture and point my spot, i.e. I have been divorced for over ten years but have lived with a female executive several old age my junior for almost five….She is my soul mate in every way but one…the classic cliché…as she has completely shut down sexually. I use my adventures in the sugar pipe bowl to discretely continue my sanity…Ever since I have added to my profile the single sentence that I would carry to pay an allowance to any pelf baby who adopts me as their clams daddy…I am approached by 2-5 Young woman daily….I have had very square arrangements with various but the constant approaches are stimulating all by themselves…

The cleaning woman I have met in the sugar arena were invariably interesting and I clicked with some and not others. They generally range in age from 18 to 35…education runs from eminent school day to calibrate degrees…and they include the drop dead gorgeous and the not so attractive and everything in between…As you would expect, I tend to respond to the access from the more attractive and sound women that are more proximate, as the web site is set up where membership is free, but communication for men with manque gelt baby price money…and time. I probably respond to about ten percent of the women who approach me…and hear back from about ten pct of those would be dough babies to whom I have responded.

The motivations of prospective saccharide child vary too…there are some hustlers, i.e."please direct me money now so I can pay my car bill"…some financially desperate….some are lonely…some are adventuresome fun seekers…some want a platonic only human relationship like the gal I talked to yesterday…Most are romantically practical…looking for a"mutually good human relationship ”. What constitutes the arrangement between sugar child and shekels dad is very much up to the two parties involved. Some bozo ( and gallon ) have a veritable pricelist and"visual aspect fees"…I prefer loosely structured relationships involving not less than two meetings monthly for an allowance of circa $ 1k per month…with gifts and early benefit to be determined based on how matter go.

Like many of the virile penis, I knew several women in my real number life that I wished would deform up on the site. For me, first among them .was a Cy Young gal on staff at the gym I frequent that always made me crazy as I walked the treadmill…She's a beautiful sporty blonde at least thirty years my junior with a body to die for…She has a low office just off the huge utilisation floor almost always filled with Whitney Young male admirers…whose tending she obviously enjoys. She knows me to say hello to …but in real life I had no shot.

I went to a stationary memory and had some"clientele"posting made. On one face it said"You're Sugar Baby Material"…and on the other just the site address. I managed to send one in her authority very discreetly on what I knew was her day off….

I guess it was about three weeks later that I saw her profile…She used the privacy sieve on the one picture she provided but it was clearly her…I sent her a message and told her I was the guy who had left the card…She was obviously concerned that I was someone who knew her and knew she was on the site…but I reassured her that she could look on my absolute discretion…and she agreed to meet for coffee…at a place of her choosing.

She wore a sundress that underscored her femininity and took my breathe away .She smiled when she recognized me and gave me a pro forma hug…She explained she had been trying to figure out who I was …given the gaggle of men she knew thru the gym. I handed her a talent identity card from a very Nice section store as an apology for any sorrow I may take caused her.

We took it slow as her formula required we meet at in George Washington DC…whilst we live in nearby Maryland. We had a twosome of decent dinner and clearly enjoyed one another's company…She has a all-inclusive set of interest that extend well beyond the gym…We discussed an organization both times and she had questions…and reservations. Mostly she was concerned that I would protect her privacy at the gym …Curiously she also focused on her tax exposure and was comforted when I told her should could accept gifts of up to $ 14k annually from a person before incurring any tax liability…She laughed when she told me that none of the Lester Willis Young men who chatted her up at the gym had fifty cents to buy her a hamburger. When I walked her to her car after our second engagement she threw her weaponry around me and said,"Next time al-Qur'an us a way in a hotel."I did…and have been living the dream ever since.

That third date was noonday on her day off …a few twenty-four hour period later…and she allowed us to meet in Maryland….I ***********ed a hotel with discrete parking and no anteroom to walk across…. I fixed a pushover luncheon and brought it to the hotel…As it happened it went unaffected. She arrived about 15 proceedings later but looked spectacular in a rag woollen sweater, smashed dim jeans and boots……She walked straight past me to the bathroom…and came out wearing only a men's shirt…and a loathly grin…She lounged on the bed while I sat in the one chair in the room…I opened the wine and let it breathe …as it was top she wanted to take her time…She wanted to talk about sex …her likes and dislikes…She loved oral…both giving and receiving but wasn't big on 69…She like spatial relation where we could uphold eye contact…It was funny because she seemed to be planning our lovemaking as if it were a workout… It was verbal stimulation and I was harder than Chinese arithmetic…She asked about my likes and dislikes…I told her I didn't like condoms and had had a vasectomy anyway…and she laughed and said she was on birth control……She knew my ex's name and some of my old girlfriends names from our two dinner party and wanted a review on each as lovers…a subject for another day I said. She grinned as she knew I was calling her on her nervousness…

I poured the wine…As I handed her a glass… ( ok a paper cup ) …she motioned me to sit future to her on the bed …She took a sip of vino and kissed me deeply …passionately…and when she broke the buss she whispered…"hullo Daddy"…I unbuttoned the shirt and tasted each perfect chest as she moaned softly…I gently pushed her down onto the bed and knelt beside it while pulling her legs toward me…Her puss was beautiful, refreshing, inviting and wet…and I went down on her while she whispered instructions…When I focused on sucking her clit…her orgasm seemed sudden and very intense and she motioned me to cease so she could recover. I needed a towel to conduct with her juices… In a few minutes he wicked smile was back …She looked me in the eye and said"That was very nice…but these merging will be about you…I am here for your pleasance Daddy."She motioned me to interchange her on the bed…She knelt next to me and took me in her mouth for an technical blow job…I'm not indisputable it was the best I have ever had so practically as the first one in a while…I told her I didn't want to add up that way and wanted to lie with her…She finished undressing me and pulled me on to the bed…We literally did the sexual program she had outlined in our conversation…whispering encouragement in between soft moans…She wanted me to come in her rima oris and I did…and it was fabulous. She said she came twice more but I'm not really sure she wasn't just being nice.

We showered together after…She was sensual and affectionate but seemed to sympathize that I was spent. She smiled that Saame wicked smile as I handed her a towel…and said,"We'll save anal retentive ( one of my favorite ) for special occasions."My sister and I are careful at the gym though hold out week while I was on the treadwheel, and looked toward her office…filled with three youth guys…she met my gaze with a wink that made me smile. I'm looking forward to this week's rendezvous…and figuring out what will characterize as a special juncture.

I have written to the website and asked their forgiveness for the unauthorized use of their name on the business notice. Of course…I would do it again. Last week I left another card for a waitress when I paid my check at a local restaurant. I now scan the land site daily to see if she turns up .