Sugar Baby 15. The Weekend Apart

After almost a sleepless night of fucking, he woke me up the next day looking handsome, already showered, and wearing his Armani suit. He pecked my cheek, while I panicked and closed my mouth dreading my morning breath. He chuckled and lift me up to his bathroom and gave me a spare toothbrush, and left me to do my morning business.

I was back in his room and he was giving me his hand, I followed him as our breakfast was already laid out on his balcony table. "I ask the maid to bring it up while you're in the bathroom. I'm leaving in two hours, come join me for breakfast." He ushered me to sit.

I was still half-naked in his shirt, as I blushed embarrassed about sitting my naked ass on his balcony chair. "Oh Lori, I'm definitely going to miss your blush. I wish I could take you with me this weekend, come here baby."

I sat on his lap, blushing deeper. "James, I'll ruin your pants I'm not dressed yet."

"Fucking hell Lori...you're so bad for me, I can't keep my hands from you, I'll be late baby. Now, let's just eat. I can always change later." We ate breakfast together, laughing and talking. His hands were all over me. But we finally managed to finish our breakfast.

"Why don't you get change, I'll drop you off at your place, then I'm heading out to the airport. Leave your overnight stuff here for next time. The maid will wash your clothes." I nodded and smile at him, as I peeled myself off of his lap.

I was back at my place an hour later, I had been spending my last couple of days with him and it had a deep impact on me. Deep sexual impact. I had never been this wild with Richard, and I had been fucking him for two years. It was just incomparable, with just a couple of days with James.

I quickly showered to get to my appointment and arrived with ten minutes to spare, I decided to check my phone. Suddenly missing my Gucci guy I decided to text him.

Hey you. I'm at my shrink, still got a couple of minutes to spare. Just thought I text you. Miss U. *Lori

His reply came seconds later.

Hey baby, I'm about to board. Will text later after I arrive in a couple of hours. Miss U too. *James

Dr. Sheridan was amused at me, she was glad that I've met James. But she didn't know that he's my sugar daddy. I started telling her about what happened in the last couple of days, with Richard and with my mother that scolded me. She was happy that I got someone that has my back and told me not to be ridiculed.

We continued with my OCD therapy. She was also shocked that I've stayed the night at James's, she knew it took me months to have a sleepover at Richard's. She was suspicious that James had the same tendencies as mine. And she was right, I told her about his time management and his long working hours. She was happy for me, I thanked her for today's session. It had been a while and James was right, I did need to unload. I felt lighter with all of my thoughts put out of the way, I scheduled the next appointment for next week she smiled as I left her office.

Arriving back at my place I finally arrange my expenses, paid the hospital bill, maid services, school books, I was limiting myself to those expenses. I didn't think it's wise for me to worry about my horse and my club membership. Then I was browsing the internet, for possible business opportunities.

My mind was going back and forth with this bag for rent sites, I have bags, suitcases, lots of them, a whole room full of them, and I know I would earn more money renting them, rather than selling them for half the price as a second item. And I could expand to shoes, coats, I have brochures, email listings for discount sales from the designer brands as a loyal customer, I definitely know where to shop and when to shop for the designer stuff, I could also buy second for all the vintage collectible items.

Shit! I can actually do this! And make real money out of this.

I spend the rest of the day browsing other sites that offer the same thing. Checking out the competition, the opportunity, and the market. Then I started listing things I should check before jumping into the business. But I think I was good, basically, it was a low risk, since I didn't need a large amount of capital. I could even start the ground running if I decided to do this online.

My alarm was ringing, time to hit the fridge. I took my beer and relaxed while I sent a text to James.

Hey, I'm at my apartment. Home already from the shrink, and had paid several bills including maid services. Now I'm considering opening up a business it's a low risk, I think. Definitely want to pick your brain with this one when you're back. *Lori

He texted me half an hour later.

Hey baby, just landed. good to hear. Pick my brain for sure. Glad you've paid some bills. Tough deep down I was hoping you to make mistakes so you will be up for 'discussion', will be in a meeting soon, I'll call you tonight. *James.

I giggled opening his text, suddenly I was feeling anxious waiting for his call tonight. I quickly get my focus back to my business plan, trying to jot down and note all of the important stuff. And all of the questions, that I wanted to ask James about building a business.

Feeling excited, I didn't even notice that I had been in front of my laptop for hours now. My neck was getting stiff, so decide to take a hot bath, and relaxed with a glass of wine. I put my phone on the stool beside the tub and start to relax.