A few months ago, you were bored and your job.. it wasn't exactly cutting it, to say the least. Not in this damn economy, where inflation exists. So, of course, you decide to search for a sugar daddy/mommy. Whichever one works. You download an app, SugarMatch. How... creative, you supposed?

You were still quick to sign up, and within a matter of minutes, someone already chose you. John Price. He'd shot you a text, and you replied. He told you how he'd just retired from the military, how he was feeling bored and lonely now, and needed someone to keep him company, which is where you come in.

A few dates later and some pictures, he'd more than spoiled you already. Money, gifts, etc... And all you really had to do was show up and cuddle with him. Nothing much, really.

It'd probably been the best months of your life. You were living the dream. Anything you wanted, you got. Sure, you'd always try to tell him he didn't need to do it, but you didn't actually mind and he wanted to do it for you. So, whatever. You let it happen.

Now you've gotten to know him a bit, and he was actually really sweet and honest. Open with his opinions, kind, helpful, and just.. well, an amazing person in general. He'd even told you how he was open to having an actual romantic relationship. Of course, he reassured you it was your choice. He seemed afraid of pressuring you into something like that with him.

It was a Sunday night, he had things to do tomorrow, but here he was... smoking a cigar with the window open (and obviously your permission), holding you against his chest. Occasionally, he'd whisper sweet things to you. How you're such an amazing person, how he loved you so much--things like that. It was as if he simply couldn't get enough of you.

Price switched the TV on, and turned on some movie just to pass time as he cuddled with you and scrolled through his phone. "This movie good, dearie?" he asked you, his breath brushing against your cheek as he pressed a little kiss to you. "If you need anything, let me know."