Sugar Baby
He poured me another glass, the bottle was almost empty now, and I was feeling drunk already.
"Finished the drink, Lori, then you will finish talking." I did just that. Then he put the glass aside.
"So why were you offended? I thought we were clear on that?" He asked.
I finally couldn't take it anymore, it was too much for me, the anticipation, the frustration, I stood up a bit wobbly. Then I gave him the truth. Hopefully, I won't remember any of this tomorrow.
"I like you, I wanted you for myself! You're my sugar daddy and I fucking like you! This is wrong! Now I'm feeling like I might even fall for you!" I wiped my tears roughly, hating myself for crying in front of him.