Still no sugar for me, but I have plenty of stuff lined up for me.
I've just been so hung up on this guy. He drives me crazy. He's been there for me through so much stuff, just utter shit, and we've had feelings for each other since the moment we met. He kept me from falling apart on so many different occasions. Its more complicated than anything I ever experienced in the sugar world. We care about each other an insane amount. I've never slept so good as I do when I sleep in his arms. We've fooled around a few times, had sex only once (and he came in 6 pumps, yes ladies, I have the golden ticket hahaha), but I don't think we could ever be together. It just...
He knows things about me that literally no one else in the world does, and he doesn't judge me for it. He is always texting to cheer me up, or letting me know he's thinking of me, or reminding me how gorgeous I am. I want for it so badly to work, but I know it's the wrong decision to make. Or at least, I'm realizing it at 1am while listening to a country song that perfectly describes our situation.
He's my uncles friend. He has a kid (who is adorable and adores me, can I add) and is divorced and just everything I look for, but it just will never work. It just can't. Neither one of us want a relationship. He is always making and cancelling dates. I think we're both scared of falling for each other when he is moving to the opposite coast soon and when my uncle would clearly not approve of our relationship.
The other day we got in an argument. We were supposed to meet up downtown, but he was vague about dorections and wouldn't answer my calls. I told him to delete my pictures and my number. He talked me down from that ledge, thanks in large part to my admittance that I was overreacting. I was so frustrated. I told him that he either makes time for me or I walk. He told me not to be like that, that I know he cares about me. Then he got concerned that we were sounding like a couple. We really were. I got scared so I blamed him for it. I don't know what we're doing. I just can't be alone with him.
I don't see you laugh
You don't call me back
But you kiss me when you're drunk
I don't know your friends
Don't know where you've been
Why are you the one I want?
Don't put your lips up to my mouth and tell me you can't stay
Don't slip your hand under my shirt and tell me it's okay
Don't say it doesn't matter cuz it's gonna matter to me
I can't be alone with...
You've got me out on the edge every time I call
And I know it would kill me if I fall
I can't be alone with you.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
8. [Hmmm...]
Colonel Construction and I had to shelve our Seattle plans for the time being. I'm so sad! We're doing lunch at a swanky place tomorrow, and lounging at a luxe hotel, but still. I wanted Seattle :( Hahah.
I have 3 pots lined up. I have kind of come to recognize that CC will be a gift daddy. His gifts are fab, don't get me wrong, but I can't pay my rent in purses. I haven't sunk my claws in deep enough to turn him into a full-fledged SD yet, but I'm keeping the faith!
One pot is in Texas (yuck), the other in Boston (meh), and the other in DC (YESSSSS). One of the main criteria for me in choosing an SD (other than attraction, allowance, intellect) is LOCATION. The way I see it, I'll probably be spending quite a bit of time in other states and whatnot, so it needs to be in an area I actually enjoy. I made the mistake once of letting a pot fly me to Florida. I HATED IT. I had never been so miserable in my life. He and I didn't click, and I hate Florida. I came home empty-handed and ready to throw in the towel. New rule: stay somewhere you would actually enjoy if you were to leave/be ditched.
Texas pot is offering me 2k, Boston hasn't talked about it with me yet, but I can tell he is generous, and DC pot wants more of a relationship. I'm not into the relationship thing, but I like DC pot for a few reasons.
1. He is so sweet!
2. He makes me laugh.
3. He has preteen kids (I'm infertile, so someone else having kids is a big plus for me in relationships, given a cordial working relationship between the parents)
4. He has the influence I like in a man.
Many of the guys I have even just dated (most, to be honest hahah) have been in the military, and most were high ranking officers with some political connections/aspirations/clout. DC pot is VERY prominent, and I knew who he was upon viewing his pic. I had to snatch that one up!
I don't just want to be arm candy or a trophy wife. I want to be someone's right hand. I want to be the Wendy to their Rupert Murdoch, the Cheney to their Bush. I want to use their power and position to our and my benefit. It'll be my foot in the door. That's the real reason I do this Sugar Baby search. It's not just money - it's an opportunity. I have met so many different men from all walks of life. It's such a blessing.
Sugar dating is the best way to network, hands down. Just gotta nail down the right SD with the right position and I'll have it made.
I love being a girl.
I have 3 pots lined up. I have kind of come to recognize that CC will be a gift daddy. His gifts are fab, don't get me wrong, but I can't pay my rent in purses. I haven't sunk my claws in deep enough to turn him into a full-fledged SD yet, but I'm keeping the faith!
One pot is in Texas (yuck), the other in Boston (meh), and the other in DC (YESSSSS). One of the main criteria for me in choosing an SD (other than attraction, allowance, intellect) is LOCATION. The way I see it, I'll probably be spending quite a bit of time in other states and whatnot, so it needs to be in an area I actually enjoy. I made the mistake once of letting a pot fly me to Florida. I HATED IT. I had never been so miserable in my life. He and I didn't click, and I hate Florida. I came home empty-handed and ready to throw in the towel. New rule: stay somewhere you would actually enjoy if you were to leave/be ditched.
Texas pot is offering me 2k, Boston hasn't talked about it with me yet, but I can tell he is generous, and DC pot wants more of a relationship. I'm not into the relationship thing, but I like DC pot for a few reasons.
1. He is so sweet!
2. He makes me laugh.
3. He has preteen kids (I'm infertile, so someone else having kids is a big plus for me in relationships, given a cordial working relationship between the parents)
4. He has the influence I like in a man.
Many of the guys I have even just dated (most, to be honest hahah) have been in the military, and most were high ranking officers with some political connections/aspirations/clout. DC pot is VERY prominent, and I knew who he was upon viewing his pic. I had to snatch that one up!
I don't just want to be arm candy or a trophy wife. I want to be someone's right hand. I want to be the Wendy to their Rupert Murdoch, the Cheney to their Bush. I want to use their power and position to our and my benefit. It'll be my foot in the door. That's the real reason I do this Sugar Baby search. It's not just money - it's an opportunity. I have met so many different men from all walks of life. It's such a blessing.
Sugar dating is the best way to network, hands down. Just gotta nail down the right SD with the right position and I'll have it made.
I love being a girl.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
7. [Mr. Black Amex]
Mr. Black Amex (affectionately known as Colonel Construction) and I met randomly.
I don't have time for a relationship. Between school and work, I hardly have time to breathe. I still want sex with someone hot and local, though.
I signed up for AM on a whim, thinking I would find someone who would know the true nature of a friend with benefits. It ended up being the best decision I have made in my sugar life.
I received a few messages from an older, local man. He was very energetic, talked of spontaneity, travel, etc; and had the means to do it.
We emailed back and forth, and I was admittedly uninterested at first. He was so pushy. He could tell I was reticent, he later admitted, and made his next move to shore things up.
He booked us a flight to Vegas. I had two hours to get packed and be at the airport.
I was freaking out, because I was still running errands. I ended up running too late to make the first flight, so Colonel Construction transferred our flights to a later time, and took me shopping beforehand. I wasn't expecting much at first, maybe a fun trip and a little gambling money, nothing major, nothing serious. I picked out a dress and some heels - a cool 700$. CC didn't blink an eye. He told me how good I looked in it, and handed his card to the saleswoman.
We boarded our plane, and arrived in Vegas. We had a late dinner and retired to our super swanky suite after...23rd floor! As soon as the doors were closed (actually before, it started in the elevator!), CC couldn't keep his hands off me. I loved it.
CC is the epitome of the sexy older man. He's 6'1, has perfectly greying hair, piercing blue eyes, is well-dressed, well-spoken, and intelligent. He may be a bit reserved, but I like that. It makes me look better when I am the perfectly attentive and sweet and doting companion.
Anyway, I have to admit, the best sexual encounters I have ever had have all been with older men. This was no exception. CC is the best head I have ever had, easily. I have never come so hard. He found my spot instantly, and just kept working it all night...mmmm. He outlasted ME which never happens. Ever.
We went shopping again, and I got so spoiled. Gucci, Marc Jacobs, Dior...I love the forum shops.
I did notice that we got a lot of looks, and a lot of snide comments, which he and I both completely ignored. In all honesty, I know I'd be jealous if I was on the outside looking in. Besides, CC had me wet the entire trip, and was not afraid to sneak feels and fingers wherever he had the chance. I love that sexual adventurousness about him. He had me soaking in the back of a cab until I practically begged him to take me back to the hotel so he could fuck me.
The day came to an end too quickly, and we departed when we arrived back home. We've had lunch once since last week's trip, and we have another getaway planned for this week.
He may not give me cash, but he spoils the hell out of me, and I am sure as we get more comfortable with one another, that will be less and less out of the picture...
I don't have time for a relationship. Between school and work, I hardly have time to breathe. I still want sex with someone hot and local, though.
I signed up for AM on a whim, thinking I would find someone who would know the true nature of a friend with benefits. It ended up being the best decision I have made in my sugar life.
I received a few messages from an older, local man. He was very energetic, talked of spontaneity, travel, etc; and had the means to do it.
We emailed back and forth, and I was admittedly uninterested at first. He was so pushy. He could tell I was reticent, he later admitted, and made his next move to shore things up.
He booked us a flight to Vegas. I had two hours to get packed and be at the airport.
I was freaking out, because I was still running errands. I ended up running too late to make the first flight, so Colonel Construction transferred our flights to a later time, and took me shopping beforehand. I wasn't expecting much at first, maybe a fun trip and a little gambling money, nothing major, nothing serious. I picked out a dress and some heels - a cool 700$. CC didn't blink an eye. He told me how good I looked in it, and handed his card to the saleswoman.
We boarded our plane, and arrived in Vegas. We had a late dinner and retired to our super swanky suite after...23rd floor! As soon as the doors were closed (actually before, it started in the elevator!), CC couldn't keep his hands off me. I loved it.
CC is the epitome of the sexy older man. He's 6'1, has perfectly greying hair, piercing blue eyes, is well-dressed, well-spoken, and intelligent. He may be a bit reserved, but I like that. It makes me look better when I am the perfectly attentive and sweet and doting companion.
Anyway, I have to admit, the best sexual encounters I have ever had have all been with older men. This was no exception. CC is the best head I have ever had, easily. I have never come so hard. He found my spot instantly, and just kept working it all night...mmmm. He outlasted ME which never happens. Ever.
We went shopping again, and I got so spoiled. Gucci, Marc Jacobs, Dior...I love the forum shops.
I did notice that we got a lot of looks, and a lot of snide comments, which he and I both completely ignored. In all honesty, I know I'd be jealous if I was on the outside looking in. Besides, CC had me wet the entire trip, and was not afraid to sneak feels and fingers wherever he had the chance. I love that sexual adventurousness about him. He had me soaking in the back of a cab until I practically begged him to take me back to the hotel so he could fuck me.
The day came to an end too quickly, and we departed when we arrived back home. We've had lunch once since last week's trip, and we have another getaway planned for this week.
He may not give me cash, but he spoils the hell out of me, and I am sure as we get more comfortable with one another, that will be less and less out of the picture...
Sunday, January 8, 2012
6. [Tastes Like Candy]
I have met with so. many. pots it isn't even funny.
One drove up in a ratty old car with crappy clothes and a shirt that wasn't even ironed. Get out of here.
Another looked NOTHING like his pics, so no thanks.
Don Juan disappeared without me ever having met him. Captain Needles also.
I'm avoiding the Stealth Blonde because he comes off a bit clingy.
But I have had one successful conquest...one that found me.
Colonel Construction...oooh he gives me chills!
He randomly messaged me on a non-SD site. Asked me how spontaneous I was. We messaged throughout the day, finally swapped emails. He randomly booked me a flight with him to Vegas.
Two words: BLACK AMEX.
Two more: AMAZING SEX.
Three more: BEST HEAD EVER.
I'll elaborate more when I get time, but I think I have found my end-all, be-all. Ahhhh. :)
One drove up in a ratty old car with crappy clothes and a shirt that wasn't even ironed. Get out of here.
Another looked NOTHING like his pics, so no thanks.
Don Juan disappeared without me ever having met him. Captain Needles also.
I'm avoiding the Stealth Blonde because he comes off a bit clingy.
But I have had one successful conquest...one that found me.
Colonel Construction...oooh he gives me chills!
He randomly messaged me on a non-SD site. Asked me how spontaneous I was. We messaged throughout the day, finally swapped emails. He randomly booked me a flight with him to Vegas.
Two words: BLACK AMEX.
Two more: AMAZING SEX.
Three more: BEST HEAD EVER.
I'll elaborate more when I get time, but I think I have found my end-all, be-all. Ahhhh. :)
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