Not Your Average SD

I was looking through my old photo albums and I started to feel a little sentimental.
I came across the pics of my first sugar daddy.

Soooo....

When you think about the average Sugar daddy ...what picture comes to mind?














Old ass man
gray hair
with lots of cash.



WRONG!


I had my first taste of "sugar" back in High School. I met M when I was 16 and he was 17. His best friend, D, actually had a crush on me, but I wanted M. I think they actually had a fight about me. M would never admit it but I knew I ruined their bromance. M was sexy to me, chocolate skin, bedroom eyes, nice body, white teeth. I couldn't help it. He had a lot of sex partners, but not a serious, committed relationship. M slowly became my best friend / silent partner.






I never told anyone about him ---I liked my privacy. We didn't go to the prom together. He had his date and I had mine. Deep down, I hated that he slept with other girls. We were not officially together so I couldn't say anything. Nothing sexual ever happened between us and he never tried anything with me. At one point I thought he was gay... I would say and do little slick things around him like casually walk around in my bra and panties, ask him to help lotion my back...cheap tricks like that. He never fell for it.





M was very good to me. He hooked me up with my very first job, he helped purchase my first car [ Pontiac Sunfire ] --- LOL. He bought my first piece of jewelry [nameplate and diamond heart necklace] for xmas. I even had a Best Buy and Victoria Secret credit card in his name. He wasn't filthy rich but he always made sure I was taken care of. He was a spoiled kid--only child, upper middle class family. He never asked for anything in return---- except my time.





Moral of the story

It's not about how much money a guy has...it's about how GENEROUS he is. I know Doctors and Lawyers who live lavish but are cheap as hell and on top of that stingy. A POT could have a billion dollar net worth and make a sb empty promises about money.

Remember Actions ALWAYS speak louder than words.

xoxo
Brownsugar




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