Going on Vaca without sugar baby

For a week and staying at my villa in a warm country. Sugarless, of course, in keeping with my recent promise. Be back In January. In the new year I will start my hunt for a sugar momma in earnest. It has been fruitless so far, but I have not given it a full effort either. We'll see how it goes. I may need some tutoring from my old friend Eden though. She knows how to snag'em sugars! Giddy up baby!

And, oh, an old sugar from Texas emailed and ask for her Christmas present. I obliged, nice guy that I am. Never even heard back from her since then. Well it's not too bad though, because before I wired over her gift, I asked her to send me some really really naughty pictures, which she did. So that was a pretty nice surprise too. Happy Holidays!

SD guilt?

SJ asks whether I feel guilty for being a SD. Simple answer is that I generally don't think about it. Sometimes when I do think about it of course I feel somewhat saddened for my misdeeds and visions of a particularly hot place in the afterlife. But I have made my peace with that in a certain way. Sometimes when I think about it, I go cold turkey and don't fool around for a long time.
My upbringing was a very moral one. I remember having to confess to a priest at the age of 12, about all my sins: you know things like lying to my parents, peeping in a girls dressing room and getting a real big hard on from that etc. All the while, the priest was peeling himself an orange (not kidding)! I must have really made an impression on him: first of all I was dragged to the confession room by my friends, and then I bore him to death. Anyway, so much for guilt.

I still have sex with my wife, and its still very good. SJ asked if I look into her eyes and feel like breaking down and confessing, and if I call her other women's names: The answer is no and no, why would I call her with someone else's name? Her name is very beautiful, and besides, many sugars give fake names anyway so I don't dwell too much on them. So I compartmentalize my adventures to another part of my soul. There were a few occasions that everything was out of control. But I never called my wife another name. I think that happens in movies not in real life, unless someone is a real dope.

Moving along

My recent FB (as in fuck buddy) from Queens, N.Y. may have been moving along, I haven't heard from her in a while and she was supposed to get back to me. Just as well, I can sense she is one of those that puts walls around her. I think she was probably dumped out of a serious relationship recently and she is being extra cautious.
Not that I ever make any demands, to be sure. I am Mr. NSA with a capital 'N'. Say what I mean, and mean what I say!
Time to move on to something new I guess, just in time for the holidays.

Nina

Geez, I had a weird dream last night. I dreamed about Nina, a Nubian princess SB I knew in Texas. Very beautiful indeed. In the dream she was telling me she needs to have sex 7 or 8 times a day! Strange dream indeed, because when I knew she only asked for 3 times a day (I obliged).
Unless of course she asked someone else for the other 4 times in the same day. Goes to show what a strange thing the sleeping mind is.
I had been thinking about the in the past week. A few months ago I offered to fly her to New York. She said she may have found another SD, so I dropped the whole subject. Didn't want to interfere long distance. What's the point anyway. Let the new SD fly her places.

@Eden: sugar family question

Hey Eden, you asked what would I do if I found any of my children where in sugar?
Well, I may be tempted to smack their bottoms! It's one of those things like: do as I say, not as I do.
Luckily they are very young still, so I will not find out until much later.

If my daughter were to do this for the money, I would be a little disappointed because she didn't ask me for help first. Now of course if she did ask for help and I declined, then I am looking for trouble.

If she did just for the thrill of it or the adrenaline rush, well, that's a totally different ballgame altogether. I would try to talk her out of it: what happens if she becomes a famous lawyer, trader, surgeon and a client finds out she was a sugar babe. Can't be good! Then, if she must do it still, I would advise her to be extremely cautious and safe, and not fall for any old smiley guy. Men are dogs. I know, I am one of them :)

I need not worry about it though. I don't think she is into older men. She said she would never date Justin Bieber because he is too old for her. Keep it up sweetie!

Now if my son grew up and got a sugar momma, I would say, more power to him. And then make him share any proceeds with me! Yup, awful, and a double standard, but what the heck.

What if I found out that my better half was a sugar momma

S.J asks.

I have thought about that actually. I am the naughty one of the two, in that she is very sweet. But of course temptation can show its ugly head in many different ways. So what would happen if I found out she has been a sugar momma?

Well, my first reaction: I deserve it! Fair and square, and I get paid back in the same currency, for all the various deeds and misdeeds I have performed.
After the initial reaction, would I feel angry? No. Dissapointed? a little bit. But, in a strange way, maybe even a bit relieved, the same way a thief would be relieved if he found out he stole from another thief.

And then I would ask if the man she was seeing had a sister, ha ha ha. Like a good finance professional, might as well try and reap some type of benefit from the situation.

So S.J., simple and straightforward answer to a straightforwrd question. Feel free to ask any follow up questions.

How much of an age difference?

I am 25, how old should my Sugar daddy be? I was emailed that question by someone.

Good question. It depends on many things, including: are you comfortable been seen in public with a man twice your age, and most likely not your real daddy?

I remember being 24 and dating some 40 year old women and receiving stares in restaurants that made me feel uncomfortable. So I imagine that works both ways. I was one a date with a 22 year old and I caught her glancing around as if to see whether we were getting glances from other patrons.

Honestly, a 10 year difference is nothing. But a 20 year difference? Well, in that case you are advertising something. But you probably don't care anyway since you are doing something a bit unconventional anyway, by being a SD or SB. But you know, sometimes being next to 22 year old is just, sooo cute.

So what is the right age difference? Dunno. Depends on your comfort level in public, and whether you don't mind sleeping with a man who is not a hard bod but can probably make it up in other ways. Personally when I was going out with women old enough to be my mother, I never paid attention to any physical drawbacks. I paid more attention to their sexy lips and lines on their face, and what they did with what they had. And what they did, was a whole lot!