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A Sugar Baby's Dilemma (Gasper&Dal3cy)

Dal3cy

Dal3cy

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Nov 25, 2019
The little ding from her laptop told Olive that her post was live. Her heart began to race as she reviewed her post. At the top of the purple page was the photo she had taken a few moments earlier. Underneath was her name written in cute cursive lettering and then the small wall of white letters, text speak and emojis which read.

Hiya! I'm Olive, I'm 22 years Young I'm looking for a sugar daddy to change my world. But I have a few stipulations! I'm looking to be a platonic SB! I have no real interest in doing any flirting or Photo sending. But I'll hold your hand and ask about your day. We can dress up and go to dinner, with the understanding that I'm leaving the restaurant all alone. If that interests you don't be a stranger.
P.s My mind can not be changed. The no touching rule is in place and will not be lifted.
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Olive smiled at her screen as she read over her post. The photo looked cute and she was one of the younger girls on the site. She was sure she'd get a hit soon. She sat up off her bed and stretched, pulling her curls up into a full bun before sliding off her bed onto the wooden floor of her apartments. She took a short walk to the small kitchenette pulling open a cabinet and getting a granola bar. The short women walked towards the couch to turn on her T.V when she heard another dinh from her laptop. Her heart began racing again as she excitedly skipped back to her bed, slipping onto the blanket pulling her laptop closer. There it was! A little 1 over top of her message box icon. She opened it excitedly, Olive wasn't expecting an answer so quickly but this was a dream come true.
 
Olive laid on her bed stunned, wide eyed staring at the screen. She didn't a answer this fast especially one with such promise. First off, he was good looking! Olive couldn't believe her eyes. She kept returning to his profile picture after re-reading his message. Secondly he wrote so well and it was so kindly worded. He even agreed with her no touching rule. It was truly like a dream come true for her. A handsome gentleman offering to pay for drinks and a shopping spree. She could picture it all now. Until the skeptic in her showed it's ugly head for a moment. What if the profile photo wasn't a real photo, what if it was all a trick. Olive needed some reassurance.
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Hello Christian!
Let me start by saying I'm unbelievably excited to have heard from you, especially with my profile only just finished. I would be interested in your proposals only I have to air on the side of caution, as you would understand. Would you consider sending another photo of yourself? Then we can arrange a date and time to meet.
I might be able to move somethings around this weekend if you responsed quickly.
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Olive snapped another photo, pinning it to the bottom of her message. This time she was laying against the pink sheets of her bed, her hair a golden halo framing her face. She stuck her tongue out through her pale pink lips as she winked one of her eyes at the camera, hoping to come across on the flirty side. Olive wanted to lure him further in and was hoping this would aid her. After sending the message she laid back on her bed stunned, her heart continuing it's assault against her ribcage.
 
Olive spung up at the little ping of the message, opening it and going straight for the photo before anytging else. Good lord...
It was him in the profile photo for sure. He looked exactly the same, This only made the young woman meet excited to meet the man. She typed back a quick reply before closing her laptop firmly, she wouldn't look at it anymore for the night after this. It would seem to desperate.
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It's safe to say that excited is a loose term for how I feel right now. Wanna meet at Mckinney's in the square? At like 6 on Saturday? They have cute little booths in the back and we can find one two sit and chat in.
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Olive tapped her fingernails against her closed laptop. She had fulfilled her agreement with herself and not looked at her message until the next day. But it was excruciating...
She had managed to be super productive in the time without her laptop. As she tried to keep her mind occupied. After organizing her notes for school, Doing a load of laundry, Cleaning up her kitchen, Taking a shower and getting a good nights sleep she was back on her bed opening up her laptop to see if he'd respond yet.
 
Olive giggled as she read the mans closer. 'Comfortable shoes' it showed a little humor and it reminded her the reason she was on the site. It wasn't for companionship, though Olive could use a few more friends for sure. She did enjoy her time alone and preferred to stay in and watch movies rather than the usual party atmosphere of her peers. But she needed some extra cash. This was the first year out of her 22 that her parents had stopped supporting her financially. Being an only child who comes from a family with some money it was a complete turn around for the woman to suddenly have to budget more efficiently. She knew she could no longer just call her mom when she saw a cute new dress online or a pair of silk and leather knee high boots (Last Christmas)
It wasn't that she was spoiled, which she was, she truly needed the extra cash.

Olive was working more often now, at a little bookstore that was close to the college she was attending for a degree in Library science. It wasn't very time consuming for the hard working spirit in Olive. She finished any homework within a day or two of receiving it. But the Student loans were adding up for sure.


As 6:05 rolled around Olive pushed open the bar's doors. Her dirty blonde hair in loose natural curls around her face, a white off the shoulder blouse hung to her olive shoulders. She wore maroon velvet pants that hugged the curves of her hips, the color of the pants matched the shade of lipstick she had applied last minute in the car before breezing in a few minutes past. Which wasn't anything to Olive. She started walking toward the back only to get stopped by a waitress, after explaining she was meeting someone and a strangely dirty look the waitress walked her back to the booth.

As she drew closer her heart began to race again, she already knew which booth her "Date" was in. He almost took up the whole seat not with his body which was quite larger that her own, But with his aura. Olive began looking anywhere but his booth or their booth. But instead fascinated herself with the pastel pink sneakers she had paired with with her outfit and the was the green walls didn't quite match the green trim near the floor. Olive nearly bumped into the waitress as the woman stopped at the table, before glancing across at the man she planned to meet. Warmth flooded her cheeks and she prayed silently that they wouldn't betray her as she attempted to downplay her nervousness and excitement. "If you could bring me a long Island Ice tea on your way back that would be perfect...." Olive said turning to the waitress as she tried to find a name tag. "Trina" she added as she read the plastic pin on the womans chest. Only to turn and smile towards her guest. "Hello, Christian." She tried to pur but her lips pulled up into a smile after his name left her lips for the first time.
 
As Christian stood to his full height Olive let her eyes rise with him, only before letting them drop down his form taking in his appearance. He looked good, it was obvious he cared about his appearance and she could tell by the way the fitted shirt clung to him that he took his time with his appearance as well. Maybe he could help her get on a more structured exercise routine. Her mind swam with the idea but she met his eyes again and watched as he kissed the back of her hand. It wasn't to forward, it was kind and old fashioned. But it didn't set off any kind of alarm or warning to the woman and she sat down in the booth trying to empty her head of the thoughts about the gentle press of his lips.

"I have to say I'm excited to finally meet you. It's great to see more of you than those tiny screens, they didn't do you justice." Olive began strong but ultimately ended up rambling and saying more than necessary. Her nerves were getting the best of her and she was hoping to seem more suave and cool. When Trina set her glass down it couldn't have come sooner. The woman's attention turned from Christian getting a moment from his gaze helped her calm her nerve a bit. She lifted the glass to her lips hoping to calm her more. She returned her gaze just in time to watch the waitress stomp away, Olive watched her go before focusing back on the main attraction.

She couldn't help but smile at his praise, his voice was smoother than she had imagined. "Thank you. You're too kind" She said chuckling softly as he spoke, brushing a loose hair behind her ear she leaned her elbow on the table.
"Oh right, well first and foremost I'm looking for the...." She looked around hoping no one was paying attention and leaned closer to whisper "sugar... It's of course the main reason behind my search. Not too much really, it's within reason. Just a few extra bill on some of the harder months is all I'm looking for." She said sitting back again and reaching for her drink. "Other than that I think just having some company would be nice. Little outings like this are perfect, where we just get to talk and get to know each other. We can laugh and bond." Olive added before taking a sip from her drink and returning it to the table. "I think it's understood but I also just want to reiterate. That besides company and companionship in this respect " She gestured to the space between them "There won't be anything else I'll be doing, if that makes any sense" Olive tapped her nails nervously against her glass her cheeks warmed and darkened. It was a little embarrassing to talk about, but she needed to make sure he understood she wouldn't be doing any of the sexual favors usually involved with this line of agreement. "I'd understand if you want to back out or want to disband. It's a strange request I'm asking and it can seem a little one sided." Olive took another sip of her drink looking away from the man and out to the rest of the bar.
 
She almost sighed with relief as he said he was fine with the agreement. It was exactly what she had been hoping to hear, it was almost like it was a fairy tale. A kind, handsome stranger willing to help her out of the goodness of her heart. She smiled and nodded as he spoke listening intently as to try and find a hint of reluctance. She got distracted as Trina returned to fill Christians water Olive attempted to ask for a water but in turn only got ignored and shut down as the waitress sulked away a second time.
"I'm in school, I'm on my second year. I go to Whitmore, that's about a ten minutes drive from here. Tuition has been a struggle but I manage, But I wouldn't mind a little help with both. I do work, so it's not like I'm asking for you to support me. A few shopping trips are mostly what I'm after. I have always like the finner things." Olive joked laughing softly as she leaned towards him a little. She was feeling more and more comfortable with him, maybe it was his kindness and his gaze always focused on her. Maybe it was the drink she had almost finshed but he was interested in her and that's all she wanted. Olive didn't think anything of the touch of his leg, the warmth was nice.
"I feel like I'm talking to much. Tell me about you! What made you search out for something like this. I mean you obviously wouldn't need any help with women." Olive said gesturing to the man.
"Hell, you've been here for less than an hour and out waitress seems ready to jump on you" She said with another giggle, the drink was certainly affecting her, it made it easier to speak her mind. She wasn't impaired, just a bit more courageous.
 
"That's amazing, you have such a kind soul." Olive said with a sigh. After hearing his want to help people just to help, it warmed her to think about it. She smiled at him as he ran his hand across her arm reaching over to catch his hand, giving it a little squeeze. As Trina returned Olive was going to change her order, she was a little worried about having another Long Island but once Christian had ordered it she didn't want to risk bothering the waitress any more. She was already cursing Olive's name and she hadn't even had a proper interaction with the woman.

She returned her focus back to her date ad he spoke, smiling across the table at the man as he winked. Her nose wrinkling up with her smile. "Oh gosh, that's a hard question. I haven't thought about that much" Olive toyed with the straw in her drink absentmindedly for a moment before taking a sip "I do have a little obsession with shoes. That's probably one the biggest ways to my heart" Olive said biting her bottom lip gently as the began thinking of something else she could ask for.
"I read a lot of books too! I wouldn't mind a few of those" Olive said before taking another sip and leaning back from the table. She glanced back at the man, he was perfectly put together not a hair out of place. The woman almost wished there was something, so she could have an excuse to get a little closer and fix it, But also he seemed a little to perfect. There had to be some major flaw, a Personality quirk. But She couldn't tell, and the more of her drink she had the less she cared.
 
She returned every smile he gave her, Olive was a sucker for a good smile and this man was feeding that drive. She enjoyed the sudden warmth from his hand on her's, the worry she had when he'd first clutched it melting away as he placed their hands on the table. It was a sweet sentiment and the fact he put them out in the open for all to see calmed her nerves further, helped her believe that any shady business he could be interested in were just fantasies and worries in her head. Why would he go through all this effort to pretend to be kind? All the sweet inoffensive gestures only confirmed her hope.

"I hope you're not talking about Cozy Corners. I work there and I'm not entirely confident that my coworkers won't eat you alive." She said with a chuckle giving his hand a little squeeze "Though it would be quite an even come Monday morning" She added reaching with her free hand to hold her glass. The coolness from the glass completely opposite from the warmth for his hands it made her chuckle to herself before returning her glass to the table and reaching her cold hand towards the mans forearm to warm her hand against his skin.

"Oh, Hallmark movies are a sign of the season changing. What movies do you like?" She asked after a moment of failing to think of anything else to ask as she shifted closer to Christian. The drink was certainly effecting her even greater as she leaned her head against his arm with a soft sigh.
 
She smiled as she ran her fingertips across his skin, her nails trailing up and down his arms. "I could never handle scary movies, I always needed someone there to hold ke when I got scared. But I wouldn't mind if you introduced me to some good ones" She answered turning her head away from him, looking out at the restaurant.

She was distracted again from his voice, drawn in by his scent. The woodsy musk from his chest drew her closer. Olive sudden remembered where she was and began to sit up slightly. "I think we otta call it a night after this. I'm almost two drinks in and i'm kind of a light weight" She said with a chuckle moving her hand from his arm to fluff the slightly flattened side of her hair. She returned her hand to his arm for a gentle squeeze before sitting up a little straighter. "It's probably on the later side anyway." She added pulling her phone out of her back pocket, the screen lighting up.
 
She smiled and shook her head at his offer of food. "It's on the later side for that. Besides, I'm a little tipsy I'd better sleep ot off if anything. I forgot how potent these bad boys are" She said tapping her nails against the glass before stretching her arms out with a sigh. "I did drive, but I don't think that I should get behind the wheel right now. I could walk, it's not very far. If you're willing I'd love a ride. It would also give us a chance to talk a little longer." Olive rambled slightly as she fussed with her hair. Growing quiet as the waitress returned, rolling her eyes at the tone she spoke to the man in. Olive pushed her empty glass towards the waitress as she walked, watching the woman picked up the empty glass without another word. She was a little confused but also curious to the moments she had missed between Trina and Christian. Wondering what made her change her mind... Olive was a little distracted and shocked as the man lazily flashed the thick stack of green bills from his wallet. I've never seen that much cash in my life. She pulled her gaze up from his wallet to his eyes, smiling softly and taking his hand. "I'd like to ride with you, if that's alright with you"
 
As the cold of the evening hit Olive's exposed shoulders she suddenly wished she had brought a jacket, but the warmth of the mans arm suddenly changed her mind. He was casting plenty of warmth across her skin and it was better than any sweater the shorter woman could've asked for. She walked slowly carefully taking her steps, noticing the effects of the alcohol here and there but it wasn't a problem.

As she slid into the passenger seat of his Tesla Olive's brain couldn't focus on much more than the thick leather smell mixed with the woodsy dark musk of Christan. She almost wished she could spend all night in the car as tried her best not to run her hands across the exterior. Deciding instead to just smooth her hands across the rich leather seat once before reaching for her belt.

"Home, I guess..." Olive sighed resting her blonde curls against the headrest. "It's the Apartment complex on West Main." She added after she shook herself from the intoxicating pull of the man's smile, reaching across the car to place her own hand on the man's thigh and giving it a little squeeze with a smile. "I really enjoyed meeting you" Olive closed her eyes, smiling to the ceiling.
 
Which the added warmth of his hand over hers Olive opened her eyes again looking across the car at the man, her smile never fading. Feeling her hand slide up his thigh she gave hes leg another squeeze absentmindedly as she thought about what he was saying. "That is wildly tempting, if you know of a cute boutique anywhere close by I wouldn't mind stopping and shopping with you. I like having you around." She added giving his leg another squeeze. It was such a strange feeling, to be sitting in an expensive car next to a man who wants nothing more than to spoil her. Olive chuckled softly to herself as she remembered her doubts about putting her profile up on the site.

"I don't think I ever asked. What do you do for a living?" Olive asked after a moment of quiet, tapping her her fingernails of her free hand against the front of her phone that was sitting in her lap. Glancing down at it for a moment and lighting up the screen.
 
Olive nodded her head as he responded with his occupation. It was quite interesting to hear it also make sense why she was sitting in such a high end car. She was going to ask a little more about his job before he spoke again. Olive was curious about his job and she wanted to get to know him a little more, he was interested to be around and she wanted to figure him out.

"Oh, well the Mall is not bad. There are quite a few higher end stores. There is a little boutique out at the end of the road, they have a good selection of shoes there too! So they've got my vote" Olive began excitedly, she sat up a little straighter in the leather, giving another squeeze to her companions thigh. It was firm, confirming her suspicion from earlier in the night, He must work on his body. Olive was curious about what other sections of his body must feel like under her grip. Her slender hands pulled gently from underneath his grip, lazily pushing up his thigh before lifting and palming down the side of his chest and returning back to his upper thigh.
 
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