Every time I saw my new sugar daddy, Chad, I knew I was falling harder and harder for him. I found myself thinking of him even when he wasn’t around and when we kissed each other, he ignited something in me that I thought had died. I knew he had a girlfriend, but I didn’t mind being the other woman as long as they weren’t married.
Two weeks into our relationship, we went back to his friend’s restaurant where we had first gotten to know each other. I told him I needed to speak to him outside and I confessed that I was yearning for him. He wasted no time in taking me to a hotel that was about three minutes away. As soon as we got there, we stripped down right away and had sex—it suddenly became clear to me that I was in love with this man. The sex was intense and magical. He pampered me, caressed me, and explored my body. Chad made me feel wanted, something my boyfriend back home never did!
As much as I wanted him, I tried to control my desires to see him when he was working at his luxury real estate company. However, Chad never disappointed; flowers would arrive with an invitation for lunch as soon as he had time to spare.
His girlfriend was none the wiser, and neither was my boyfriend Lex, or at least that’s what I thought. As my relationship with Chad progressed, I yearned for him even more and we found the most random places to have steamy sex.
On one of his days off, we drove around the island until we found a nice secluded spot. We stood on a cliff overlooking the ocean below. We found a way to get to the bottom of the cliff and sat there watching the water before he pushed me back onto the rocks and took me. To this day, the intensity of that moment still turns me on.
When I got home, I was so excited that I couldn’t wait to tell my friend Shyon. I would always come home after seeing Chad and dish all the details of our steamy dates. I thought she was happy for me, but little did I know that she had been telling Lex all about my rendezvous and he was planning to catch me in the act. Chad was the one that took me out to the fancy places and exposed me to a lavish lifestyle, while Lex is the one who gave me money and paid my rent and bills. They were both well off and I wasn’t quite ready to give either of them up.
Lex was no angel, as he later confessed that he was seeing three other women and that’s why he wasn’t able to give me all of him. He would sometimes run from his office and see me for a quick half hour and then rush back to “meetings.” He made no time for me because he had so many of us to split his time with. I wasn’t in love with him; I was in love with his cash. I was determined to keep both men in my life, no matter what the cost was.