Jennifer was waiting for him again and her head drifted off to how she had gotten into the moolah bowl…. Her friend Joan had told about the internet site and how poise it was to have a clams 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 daddy who treated her like a person…Most of the others had been mildly diss ... wanting to negociate the price and frequency of various sex acts before they had even met. Bob invited her to burnt umber and then to lunch. Bob had been up front about wanting to be a"protagonist with Benefits"…but as he said…"Quaker first"…

He seemed genuinely interested in her and her life. While he always treated her like a lady….she found herself listing all the thing he had done to pretend her life better…He was paying her tuition for the graduate school trend she was taking evenings in business…Jennifer had a four year degree and a job as a dental hygienist …but regretted her career choice that required her to put her handwriting in people's backtalk everyday…She could mouth to Bob about that and he had promised to avail her discovery another job when she graduated…Of row, the leeway 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 little money away for her daughter's education. Bob had also provided her with a car…it's in his gens but she has the use of it…and he pays the insurance and has provided a credit card that covers her gas…

Jennifer and Bob went out 2-3 times a month…dinners at prissy eating place only at first…but they now mixed in some more daily evenings …Last month she just had him make out over for a cookout. Jennifer found she actually enjoyed his fellowship. He was 62 and almost 35 years her senior…but he was she had found a authentically nice person…Of grade, as he had pointed out more than once…she never would ingest given him a 2d looking if they had met any other way. The sugar pipe bowl made their human relationship possible.

Jennifer checked her sentinel and noted he was ten minutes late. She smiled as she noted, that she had done much to make his life better too…mostly in the bedroom. Their first two merging had been chaste evenings …dinner at two of the finer restaurants in town…Jen could see the lust in his eyes but soon realized he didn't really know how to even initiate the subject of sex…with a woman. He was a widower who lost his wife over a year ago…not really a player. After their minute dinner and his awkwardness when he walked her to her car…she decided to take control. She called and invited him for coffee berry. While they shared coffee…she outlined the simple framework of an"musical arrangement"…She acknowledged his Friends first speech …and suggested it was time to get to the point…She outlined the things she needed a sugar daddy to lead care of…a really small-scale listing initially…and noted that there really was cypher 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 man 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 load 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 have intercourse how to plow her…He set up their next meeting at a local anaesthetic hotel…and conducted what felt like a shutdown presenting the Johnny 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 base and change…She smiled at him and excused herself and went to the bathroom…She emerged wearing only the same cad she had worn all day and a necklace…

Bob had been seated in the one president in the room…and Jen came over and sat in his lap….He had a look of simple admiration on his cheek …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 strength that surprised her and had kissed her deeply. She could smell his cologne and feel the importunity of his need. He stepped out of his clothes and exposed a life-threatening erection…While his lust for her was obvious…she was impressed with his attentiveness to her pauperism …First fondling her breasts and mammilla then slowly moving down to her pussy…He took his time and exhibited attainment with his finger's breadth and clapper that pleasantly surprised her… twice…She started a unfluctuating stream of slutty duologue that she continued only after seeing the effect 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 leg for him…and caught a coup d'oeil of that minuscule boy looking at again…In a wink 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 coming 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 sentry again and he was now twenty minutes late and this wasn't like him…particularly since this was the night she had agreed he could bring his handcuffs…