Tales from the SugarBowl #7

Wednesday was their day. Anne would drop her kids off at school and come straight to the hotel room he texted to her the night before. She was a godsend and easily the best sugar baby he’d ever had. Ann was 27, about 5’2’ with sandy brown hair, green eyes and a smile that would melt the polar icecap. She had told him she had been married for 10 years now…but her husband had no clue that she was a sugar baby. Ann had great hips and very nice 34 B or C tits. She didn’t have to be at work until 1pm on Wednesday so they had a good 4 hours to play.

He’d brought her a cup of coffee and a donut and placed it next to the envelope with her allowance. She thanked him when she stepped into the room …and gave him a long slow kiss hello…It was late October and she was wearing a sweater and jeans …and carried her work clothes on a hanger. She sat on his lap to drink the coffee while they exchanged pleasantries…Her daughter had been battling an ear infection so he asked about that while he ran his hand up inside her sweater…She laughed as she answered saying “She’s better thanks…but God your hands are freezing!”…He pulled his hand out and she smiled and placed it between her legs …making eye contact as she said” Let’s warm them up shall we. ” She kissed him again deeply while his hand rested there…

He removed her sweater and bra and took her nipple in his mouth as she sighed in appreciation.