My assistant, Svetlana

As soon as I was hired on with this new trading company, I was introduced to my new assistant (which I never knew I was going to get). I was struck with how beautiful she was, with totally blond hair, and those typical and exotic Russian looks and blue eyes. She is also very smart. We have had some heated professional arguments but now there is mutual respect and 'like'. She even tells me about her parents, boyfriends, pet hedgehog etc. I happen to believe she is prime sugar baby material for the following reasons: She doesn't want a relationship or to get married. She seems the type to live from paycheck to paycheck. She is a party animal, constantly abusing her body, like the time she kept drinking red bull all week long until the doctor told her to stop or else. And I get the feeling she is into older men since many of her boyfriends are in their thirties (she is 28) and also has a 'friend' who is much older, like 60. If I wasn't a total professional and a gentleman I would bag her.

I grabbed at Amanda's body, inhaling her scent as I pulled her closer to me. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, her lips made their way to my neck planting firm wet kisses. I wanted her right then and there and I knew she wanted me. I plunged deep inside her and let out all the pent up frustration and passion that had built up. It felt so good to finally be with her again after not seeing her for weeks.

Our entangled bodies relaxed after climaxing and we fell onto the sweat soaked sheets only to realize that we didn't use a condom. Panic rushed over over me.

Shit! How could I have been so stupid? If there is one thing I have learned about sugar relationships is that I must always remain in control no matter the situation. Having already lost control I didn't bother to keep my emotions in check. I got up dressed as quickly as I could.

"Sorry Amanda. I've gotta go."
"Are you upset?" she asked, "Don't go just yet."
"I need to get my head screwed on right. I'm sorry. I'll give you a call."

I left without looking back. I needed to be alone with my thoughts.

I was pissed off at myself. I pride myself in safe practises etc. Never had a disease. But this time passion got the best of me and I had unprotected sex with Amanda. Felt a bit strange down there a day later. No symptoms or anything, and no disease. But it's strange. It's like her 'juices' for lack of a better word reveal the fact that she had sex with someone else, probably just a day before we were together. Sometimes women's 'private parts' react that way, so an observant man can tell. And I never had this feeling after sleeping with her in the past, so this is new.

Well, I did have the impression that her old flame was after her, so I bet something went on there. Which is fine: I am observant, not jealous. But maybe it's time to move on.

Or, I just could be totally wrong, lol. I've been wrong before.

Ice man

One of the ladies called me: 'Ice Man'. She had given me a bunch of other nicknames too, but that was the last one. It's funny because I could have sworn she was Ice Lady, but as it turned out she was actually sensitive. I guess she thought I seemed detached and controlling my feelings too much....Sometimes I just want to turn loose. But I was raised quite conservatively so I hold back in certain activities in life. Even my very first boxing trainer, J. Snow, at the old 'Waterfront Gym' in NY told me that: "Hey D you keep hesitating, don't change your mind mid way, commit more to the punch".

More on the engineer

The first meeting was fine. The second meeting was fine. But by the third meeting I was getting these strange vibes like: I like her enough, she is attractive enough, but I don't really know if I want to see her again. Not that I dislike her, like I said she is a nice peson and very smart, but something about the whole thing doesn't make me want to come back. Not sure what it is. Is it just me and the fact that I can't stay with the same person more than a few weeks? Or is it something else. It's weird but I felt I couldn't really be myself with her. So I guess after the sex thing happened there was no compelling reason to stick around. I think that's it.

Safety

I am always paranoid that one of these lovely ladies will steal my credit card when I am not looking. I have heard this has happened to others. Or, what if they call my house or just stalk me? Then what (911 that's what).
So I try to take some basic training safety precautions. Such as pretending I am not looking but still have them in my field of vision just to see how they react. Or throw a curve ball to see how they react to it. All the while I am sizing them up.
Or some other stuff which I will not mention here for safety reasons, LOL.

And I love it when they use a fake name (first name or last name) and then they have a slip of the tongue and their real name comes out. Found out Malone's real last name that way. Hilarious!!

My niece

What if I ever run into a close family member doing the sugar baby thing? I have a niece who is 19. What would happen if I saw her picture on a dating web site? would I respond under a fake name just to see what she says?
Or what if ran into her in a bar with an older man who is obvioulsy not her dad (my brother) nor her uncle (me). I would probably just get a table right next to them and order a drink, and sip reeeaaaal sloooow, just to see her reaction. I worry about her because I think she likes to get drunk. That's what I get from her myspace page.
Shit I just thought of something: What if, 10 or 15 years from now, I see my daughter doing exactly that? I would be very upset and offended, I think. We are very close so I would think if she needed $$ she would ask me first and not have to go to a stranger. Unless she wanted to do it just for the thrills. I just hope my thrill seeking gene didn't get passed down to her. Please G*d.

Out of the mouths of babes

I had two people tell me the following:

'You are a very stressed out and conservative guy who needs fun in his life'

'One doesn't get to know the real David unless they sleep with him'

They were both right. How did they know all this? I had only been on a couple of dates with them. Is it that obvious? A good sugar daddy should project a different image, not that of a stressed out and conservative individual.
Maybe I should seem more 'suave' maybe more like a Frenchman or something. Maybe I will watch some old French movies to improve on my accent. Let's see how that goes.

Jitters

I can sense some people are nervous to meet me: wondering if it is the age thing, so trying to think back to myself when I was going after older women, in Boston. Was I nervous? I remember being nervous. I just didn't want them to look ugly, lol.
Or maybe they are nervous because the arrangement concept is not for everyone. If I had a sugar mama I would be nervous but that's because I would be thinking that I have to give a good performance in bed, if I am to be invited back for another round.

Memorial day in H-town

Once again I am out of town on business, and visiting our Houston office. Have been flying down here for a month now, and the natives seem to like and respect me, which is good. It's Memorial day, the markets are closed so there is no trading, so this means I am left here by myself over the extended weekend. On the elevator ride down this lady from the office who is divorced told me her daughter is out of town. I said that I really sympathize with her situation as i am on the same boat, then I smile and said I may be heading to the park with a few beers.
She didn't react to that, unfortunately, and I didn't push it: don't want to wipe out right in front of a work colleague. Never sleep with people you work with, what if you go to a meeting with them and have the image of them naked? There goes the meeting.
So anyway, I will have the homeless guys to keep me company down at the park, I suspect.