I can’t believe it. I was reading a famous steak restaurant review. One of the reviews was describing the people who go there as: “business people talking about deals or older men with hot younger women”! So, sugar had made its way even to restaurant reviews in New York. Go figure
We went out with some friends from work, only this time the marketing people came out with us. And guess what. They brought them loose girls with them (and cocaine I am sure but that’s another story) How do you think they seal deals? I am sure at critical times they offer up these ladies to horny clients. Anyways we all but some bars near work and a good time was had by all. I was talking to some of the ladies that came with us,and our attention was focused on the waitress rear end and body type. In other words, we (men as well as women) were drooling over her. She wasn’t impressive just very proportional with a very nicely shaped butt. As a gag, I offered to talk to this lady and tell her that one of the girls with us wants her phone number. An interesting discussion ensued when my companions thought she was pretty but standoff-ish and thought she would get offended if the ladies started hitting on her. To boot, she would think were a freak show given the variety of age groups and backgrounds in our party. I have to add: I was feeling attracted to a 21 year old…I swore I would not go that young. But I was attracted. Nothing happened, but I was a bit smitten when she started asking me to take her to concerts or restaurants etc. The old David would have jumped at the chance and had sex already before this blog was written. The David of today just think it’s a bit creepy to see someone who is 20 or 21..
So here was this lady again telling me about all the great dates and high profile individuals she was hanging out with and being introduced to. She used to work in a highly social type of service business where it’s relatively easy to come in contact with celebrities or very rich people. I was happy for her. Ever since she was younger she always wanted to be in the company of clean cut businessmen with tailored suits. I was wandering what she was doing with me then. On the trading floor we are a bit more scrappy and not as nicely dressed as the sales or marketing people, or the lawyers. But she kept saying “my feelings for you are different than those I have for other people. I love you. Them, I just like them a lot and am attracted to their success”. I thought that was an odd thing to say. And then there were all those times where she would text me out of the blue and invite me out, and after dinner end up hitting me up for cash or gifts, even though we had no relationship or arrangement at the time. I helped her anyways as I tend to be a compassionate soul. But after a few times of that it started feeling a bit old.
One evening she started complaining about the fact she thought she was a one night stand and all those celebrities don’t want to hang out with her more than a couple of times etc etc. I was like, they are twice your age what do you expect them to do? Marry you? And then I realized that she was using me just as her fall back plan. I was her consolation prize. When she couldn’t fuck a famous actor or lawyer she would call up a trader (ie David) from the bank to fuck around with. Flattering? Not at all. I was never anyone’s consolation prize and wasn’t about to start being one now. So I told her that she is wasting both our times. I cut the evening short, and just went home after a quick bite and fed my dog Winston. Blocked her from all social media and that was that.
Something happened to me today on the way home. I went out for a quick dinner because I had missed someone’s company and wanted to cheer her up. During that conversation and what was said it donned on me better late than never: That person had moved on a long time ago and I have been wasting my time (and money as well!). She was looking at her phone and I was looking at mine, and she didn’t even engage. Clearly her mind was on other people and she was there for just for the free dinner. I was starting to feel a bit funny and awkward..I also realized it’s been a long time since I had some real fun, like I used to, and like I have described in my book ‘Sugar Daddy Diary’. The type of full body fun that makes your senses alert, like a cat in the night. Instead I was there with someone who would rather be somewhere else with her newest sugar daddy. At least the homemade spaghetti was good.
So I am seriously considering to get back on the saddle again at least for a short while. And while I think about it, if there are any visitors in the NY area who want a SD for a weekend, give me a call and I will even autograph your copy of my book. One never knows. Now it would be nice if my favorite person from San Antonio ever visited but that might be a long shot, Squito.
Scammer alert: UpperclassDates is a scam: overpromise and underdeliver. Guys, stick to the sites you know
I did some work for them, and then they refused to pay the agreed upon amount. That’s the definition of scam, no? Imagine meeting a sugar daddy or baby from that site. Red alert!@
PS: As I find out about more scammer sites I will let everyone know
