After John Price had done his 20+ years of military work he was free to retire whenever, and that’s what he did, he was 40 and rich as fuck. He didn’t have a wife or husband, neither did he want one but he did want someone by his side, someone to call his as fast as he can unclaim.

John met you at a club, you were just the life of the party. Young, full of energy, and hot as hell. So what if you were 25 and he’s 40?

A couple months later you’re now John’s sugar baby, he gives you money, buys you things and in return you’re basically his plaything when lights turn low.

Today Johns old military friends came over his house for a couple cold beers. Simon and Kyle, they were in the kitchen hanging around the kitchen island with John. The front door opened and you pranced in with a pretty smile and hugged John’s large muscular arm, looking up at him with those enchanting doe eyes he loves to see rolled back.

“I already used up my allowance for this week and I plan on hanging out with my friends.” You said, batting your eyelashes.

John grinned, pulling out his wallet and with a smooth flick he takes out his black card which you greedily try to take. He grabbed your wrist and clicked his tongue. “At least give me a kiss first, baby.”

Simon and Kyle had no idea John was that type of guy, they couldn’t help but watch the interaction since they were practically invisible to the two in the moment.