Sugar Daddy(Sugar Series 2)

"That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand. I will set it up with Jaquelyn tonight. Thank you, sir."

Damn billionaires!

I finally ended his call. Mr. McCain was one of our top paying clients, with his fetish habits of extreme daddy kinks, only a handful of our girls would comply. Tough the arrangement that we made was more of a sugar daddy type of thing, but the kink itself was always optional.

I sighed as I drink my morning espresso, and puffed my cigarette.

Ah... this is the morning that I was waiting for.

All quiet... alone in my office, polluting my spacious dark paneled interior office. I had been trying to quit smoking for months now. But it seemed too precious for this kind of morning me time.

Then there was a knock at my door. I smiled immediately looking at him.

"Francois darling, this is too early even for you, isn't it? What can I help you with? What do you want?" He came into my office looking all dark and brooding.

Oh, he is just too handsome.

"You baby, I want you." He laughed and sit in front of my desk, he laced his fingers and crossed his legs casually.

"Some of the babies had been harassing me. Shocking, with these handsome features I know. I should've known better. Just tell Charlie and Darla to back off a little okay, oh... and what's his name, Harold? yes, also Harold. He seemed to think I'm all for one and one for all kind of guy." He explained his issues, making me laugh at him.

Francois is our professional photographer. He had been making our girls and boys personal portfolio photos for years now. He's the best. He could make all the photos look so sinful, and made them looked so innocent and sophisticated at the same time.

"Oh, Francois you are too handsome for your own good sometimes. Stay, and have some coffee with me." I puffed out my cigarette one last time, and put it out, then went to the balcony door and open the outdoor space, to let the fresh air in.

That was when I felt him behind me, resting his arm around my waist. "But it's you that I want Adriana, always you." I chuckled and turned my body, to face him.

"All in good time Francois, you will have your way with me tonight. Oh... sorry tomorrow night. I got this McCain thing to settle, that man got some challenging fetishes that only some girls could handle." He groaned, but relax as I kissed him deeply.

"I'll wait for you baby. Now, where's my coffee." He whispered seductively in my ear, making me laugh again.

We spent the morning talking about work, the babies, and about how they came on to him, making me laughed hard at him.

"Oh my god, Francois! Stop it! My stomach hurts, it's too fucking hilarious. Maybe you should start wearing those t-shirts, with words on them. And write it, oh... I don't know. Something like, for work only, or... no sexual advances please." I started laughing again.