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Sugar Daddies(2)
Author: Jade West


“It’s all about the soul, man…” I mocked. “I negotiate. That’s what I do.”

“Not this time.” He shook his head. “Six months. Let me handle this one.” His eyes were like a puppy dog’s. “Please… just let me handle this one…”

I scrolled down through the email. “Where’s the obligatory nude?”

“There isn’t one.”

I raised my eyebrows. “No tit shot? Not even underwear?”

He smiled. “Nope. Not a thing.”

I was strangely impressed. “She does know we come as a pair, yes? She knows it’s two at once or not at all?”

“She knows she will need to… accommodate…”

“Such a delicate way of putting it. She’s happy with that, is she?”

“It’s clear on our profile. She referred to it in her message. It’s pretty explicit… not slutty, she’s no tramp, but she’s… clear in her intentions…”

A tickle of excitement ran through my balls.

“…her name’s Katie, by the way.”

Katie. It suited her.

“Katie Serena Smith… and she’s keen…”

I scrolled past her picture, to the message below.

I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m sure almost every other message says the same, but I really mean it. I really have never done anything like this before… but I want to.

 

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t on a sugar daddy website for the money, but I wasn’t expecting to find anyone close enough, and I definitely wasn’t expecting to find a profile like yours.

 

I’ve fantasised about taking two men at once since I was old enough to know it was possible. You ask in your profile if I’ve experienced sex like this before, and I haven’t. I don’t know how it would feel to have two men inside me, and I don’t know that I’d find it easy, but I want to try.

 

You ask if I’ve ever opened up enough to take two men in my pussy, and no, I haven’t, not even close, but I think about it every day since I read your profile.

 

It’s taken me a while to pluck up the courage to message.

 

But I’m ready now.

 

I really want this.

 

You ask what I want out of the arrangement, and I’m not really sure how to quantify it.

 

I’m just a small town girl with big dreams, that’s why I’m on this site. But it isn’t just about the money. Not anymore.

 

Katie. X

 

Explicit but not slutty. No grandiose claims of riding two fat dicks all through the night. No graphic demonstration of her pussy-stretching capabilities, and we’d had plenty of those. No take me, big boys, take my tight little cunt, or, you’ve never known a pussy as hungry for two as mine. None of that.

I tried to get a measure of Katie. “If she can’t quantify it, what does she want? Not college fees presumably, and she doesn’t look the type for a cosmetic surgery wish list.”

He shrugged. “A small town girl with big dreams… who knows. That’s cute, though, right?”

“Cute. Yes.”

Rick’s grin showed his dimples. “She’s seriously cute. I think I’m in love already.”

“With a declaration like that, how could I possibly say no?”

“You wouldn’t say no anyway. You haven’t stopped staring at her.”

Astute little asshole. I tapped my fingers on the desk. “Alright, message her back. It’s a yes from me.”

He punched the air. “I knew it.” He wheeled himself back across the floor, tatty jeans trailing the carpet. “I fucking love you, Carl Brooks, you will not regret it.”

“One last shot,” I said. “Then we’re out. Profile deleted. I’m done with this.”

He gave me a salute. “Yeah, yeah, one last shot. This one’s our girl, I can feel it in my bones.”

I laughed. “In your boner, you mean.” My cursor hovered over minimise, but I didn’t click. I didn’t want to click. Maybe, just maybe. “Message her, then, now. Set it up.”

He reclined in his seat, hands behind his head. “Don’t need to,” he said with a smirk. “I messaged her before I sent you the email.”

 

 

Hi, I’m Katie, pleased to meet you. Handshake? Hug? Air kiss? Maybe not. Hi, I’m Kate. So good to meet you, finally. Finally? Does that sound desperate?

I reversed the car at the bottom of the street. Again. Clunky gears made me over-swing and they ground like teeth on chalk. Nasty. I could just feel the curtains twitching. They’d be calling neighbourhood watch before long. I’d already circled the road three times in the past fifteen minutes, and still I was early.

Hi, Rick! Carl! I’m Katie. Katie Smith. So lovely to meet you! No. Too gushy.

I put the car in neutral and looked again at my surroundings. The road was suburbia central, and I was surprised the street itself wasn’t paved with banknotes. I felt totally out of my comfort zone, a pathetic little duckling bobbing on the waves.

But I should have known it would be like this. It should be like this. It would be considerably more concerning to rock up on some deadbeat estate somewhere and find my sugar daddies weren’t all they were cracked up to be. I’d checked this place out on Street View, many times, but Street View doesn’t account for scale. These properties were big.

It seemed so easy in the safety of my own fantasies, but now it was a whole other ballgame, parked up in money town with a bellyful of butterflies and a serious case of fight or flight.

Fight or flight. More like fuck or flight.

The thought gave me jitters.

Maybe that’s what they’d expect. Pleased to meet you, strip now, please and show us your pussy.

Rick said not, but he would, wouldn’t he?

Still, that wouldn’t be the worst that could happen. Murder on money row, sugar daddy slut gets butchered in Cheltenham suburbia.

Unlikely, I’d checked them out. Facebook profiles, electoral roll, the business connect website. They were everywhere, bold as brass, and all the lines matched up neatly. Plus, I’d left a practical dossier of information on them in my dressing table drawer. Even Much Arlock’s sleepy police force could crack that crime in a heartbeat.

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