How I became a sugar daddy Part 1

Recently I started taking my lunch break and this quiet spot near a nature preserve. You get a few people there during the day but not much. I usually fall take a nap or sneak in a bit of masturbation if I’m horny, but I did not think that I would meet a young woman there who would become my sugar baby. She was short, blonde hair, shaved underneath. A thin frame and some surprisingly large knockers. She was walking alone along the long road that led to the park. I spotted her and smiled. Normally women keep their head down so that they don’t have to engage with a creepy man in their mid 40’s; like me. But she smiled and then waved. I nodded but did not engage. Let her come to me, I thought. She sat on a bench and looked at her phone. I watched her, focused on her sizable tits. She looked over at me a few times, catching my creepy stares. I got a little worried that she was reporting me to the cops right there. I wanted to leave but I could feel my cock grow in my pants. I should be getting back to work but instead, I rubbed my crotch and then unzipped my pants. I started to stroke my cock, imagining her sucking on it. She looked over again. I shoved my dick back in my pants. She stood up and walked over to me. I sat up and when I saw she was making a beeline to my window I wound it down. I had one hand on my key just in case she did something, like take my picture and report me. But when u have a hard on, you’re not thinking clearly. She smiled again and asked what I was doing here. It’s my lunch break. I asked about her. She said she was skipping school. She asked to sit in my car because it was a little chilly out. I said sure. She sat in the car with her back against the door, facing me. Up close she was a lot prettier, and her tits looked perky. We sat in silence for a moment. I decided to take charge. I had to get back to work. I asked if she wanted to make some money. She said of course. I’ll give you twenty to suck my cock. She did not seem shocked. She looked down at my crotch. Show me. She demanded. I told her to put her phone on the dash, face down. She did. I pulled my hard, 7” cock out. She seemed to like what she saw. She leaned forward, reached out, and grabbed the shaft. Twenty five. I pulled out my cash and handed it to her. She had it it on the dash and then got on her knees as she lowered her head near my cock. She licked it and then spat on it before swallowing my throbbing meat. I looked around knowing I would not enjoy this as much as I should be. This is so out of the norm that it was difficult to just relax and let her do her thing. As she continued sucking my dick I reached out and rubbed her left tit. I’ll give you ten more to take your shirt off. It was an athletic type shirt but I think seeing her tits would help me cum faster. Ok. She agreed. She sat up and pulled her shirt off. She wore a very cute red bra. Her tits were milky white and looked so sturdy. I reached out and grabbed them and without asking I pulled her bra down to expose her nipples. They were small in diameter but hard. She asked if I was married. I said no. I live alone downtown. In a condo? She asked. Yup, on the tenth floor. She was smiling. Let’s just get on with this before anyone shows up. She got right back to it, already familiar with my cocks girth as she opened wide. Before she put it fully in my her mouth she said; I’d love to see where you live. And then she sucked. I fondled her naked tit as she blew me. It was helping. I could feel my cock pushing the cum to the surface. She stopped. I asked; what are you doing? I’m about to come! I shoved her head back down. She sucked it hard, speeding up as I pulled on her hard nipples. It’s coming. I proclaimed. And then, in a moment I shot my load in her mouth and down her throat. Amazingly she continued to blow me hard as the last drops of my jizz filled her up. I relaxed as she softly licked up the come, like she was landing a plane or something. She sat up and said again how much she wanted to see my place. I told her I would. Maybe we could watch a movie first. She added. Like a date? Yeah. She put her top on. Do you k ow how old I am? I asked. 50? I’m 44. Do you want to know how old I am? She said as she gathered her phone and her cash. It’s best I don’t , I said. She typed on her phone and then handed it to me. Put your number in and text me. I took the phone and it read “Sugar daddy”. If I take you to the movie- and dinner! She added, and dinner, you have to do whatever I want. She smiled and leaned over to me. I know. She whispered. She kissed me. She had such soft lips. I could smell my cum on her breath. She left the car and walked away. I think I fell in love with her.