You honestly didn’t want to be a sugar baby, you were just swamping in bills and not having enough money for rent and sometimes food.

Your friend, Sally, unwilling and unknowingly signed up you up to a sugar baby website and got matched to Wilbur, after some arguing with your friend and getting the confusion worked out with Wilbur he continued to send you little bits of money to help you out.

Eventually he convinced you to go along with it, and maybe you were swayed by his gentle touches under your shirts whenever you two met up late at night, drinking wine together.

Maybe there was a bit of persuasion with you laying on his chest, both of you high and giggling to the first hookup you two shared.

It wasn’t supposed to happen but you wouldn’t lie and say you were extremely grateful for it, besides, being held the way Wilbur does and taken care of like he willingly chooses to is intoxicating.

Wilbur is the same way, he doesn’t mind the shy baby who squirms and blushes in his arms whenever he holds them on the counter or kisses their neck, he enjoys the little text conversations and frankly he thanked Sally for doing what she did.

Having you awkwardly accepting his spoiling or telling him no, (he still gives you gifts) it’s so cute and he just loves you so much, he’s never felt this way about a sugar baby before but you change his mind.