Sugar Daddy

The more time she spent with him, the more she realized why women fell in love with him. If he was like this with every single woman, he was kind, considerate, charming, sweet, and everything that was dirty in the bedroom. She had the best of everything.

“What should we dress up as?” she asked. “Killer doctor and nurse? Frankenstein? The mummy? Sexy maid? Dirty student? I could dress exactly as I am, and you could be the sinful, hard-ass lawyer.”

“I didn’t think much of the outfits, but how about tempting nurse, and I’ll play the dirty doctor?”

She burst out laughing. “That could be fun.”

“Do you enjoy Halloween?”

“Meh, not much to really talk about to be honest.”

“You’ve never had fun during it?”

She sighed. “It wasn’t exactly a big deal when I was at home. I was always a big kid, fat, and my parents didn’t want me eating candy, so I wasn’t allowed to go trick-or-treating. What they gave me was an apple, told me to enjoy that.”

“Your parents sound like assholes.”

“It doesn’t matter. What about your parents?” she asked.

“We had Halloween parties. It was a big deal. They always would show off their wealth and invite people just for them to see what they had, that others didn’t.”

“Don’t you get along with your parents?”

“My parents and I have an agreement to stay out of each other’s lives. It’s much better that way.”

“Sounds … sad,” she said.

“No different than the way you are with your parents. Mine want me to marry, settle down, create a male heir to pass shit along to. I never fell in line with what they wanted, and never would. It’s why I built my career up like I did. I’ve got my own money, my own reputation. I don’t rely on them. Never have, never will.”

This was the first time he’d ever spoken of his parents, and she saw clearly that he didn’t like them.

“At least we’re all making a life for ourselves,” she said. “I’ve struggled all my life to make friends. Even now, I have more acquaintances than I do anything else.” She shrugged. “Not a lot I can do about that.”

“My very experienced advice is this: some friends are really not needed. They tend to disappoint. Once in a while someone will come that you’ll trust, and they will be different.”

“Can I consider you my friend?” she asked.

“Yes. I consider you the same. I like the time we spend together.”

She smiled. “Me, too.”

Silence fell between them. Daniel teased her hair, and the tension in the air seemed to grow. She didn’t say anything for the longest time, and when it looked like he was going to, the doorbell rang.

“Food,” he said.

“Yeah, food.”

She climbed off him, grabbing a robe. He already had on a pair of shorts and was going to answer the door before she’d even finished getting dressed. She really needed to get her shit together when it came to Daniel.

Securing the belt on her robe, she stared at her reflection and berated herself. He doesn’t want a woman that wears her heart on her sleeve.

Feeling happier that she was in control, she made her way toward the dining room where Daniel already had food waiting for them.

Don’t fall.

Do not fall.

****

“I look like a fat nurse,” Elizabeth said.

Daniel grabbed her hand, pulling her over his lap and lifting up her skirt. Within seconds, he slapped her ass three times, making her scream as he swatted her flesh.

“Hey!”

Releasing her, he lifted her up, laughing as she rubbed her sore ass.

“That wasn’t funny,” she said.

“Don’t put yourself down. I think you look rather sexy, and you’re making me ache.” He grabbed her hand, placing it on his cock. “This is what you do to me.”

Standing up, he cupped her face, slamming his lips down on hers. He’d picked up their costumes before driving to the apartment he had just for their meetings.

She refused to move in even though it would be cheaper for her. He would never understand women.

“How do I look?” he asked.

The doctor’s uniform had a stethoscope, and had droplets of blood all over.

“Like the sexy doctor with a killing streak.”

There was blood on her uniform, which gaped at the breasts, showing a great deal of cleavage. He’d gotten her size right as well, which he loved.

“I can’t promise this party will be any fun.”

“Will it beat the haunted college?” she asked.

He frowned, looking toward her.

“It’s really lame, but campus has been preparing for Halloween all week, and they’re really excited about it. They do this haunted college every single year. They sometimes do these little tricks that if you enter a room you’ve got to solve it to get out while things jump out at you and freak you out.”

“Were you invited to go?” he asked, not liking the jealousy that once again struck him. In the past couple of months he’d noticed the guy who’d been sitting with her—Billy, she said his name was—kept watching her.