My First Sugar Daddy-Sugar Baby Date

Ok, so I have been busy with life but I managed to finally go on my first date with this guy I talked to a few times. We will call him Shaun.

My first date with a Sugar Daddy and what a fucking nightmare! I was nervous as hell so I had a few drinks at the bar before he showed up. I started feeling a little more at ease and when he came I was ready to play the role of sugar Baby. At first the date started out ok, he was kinda cute and a gentleman, well dressed and softly spoken, for all of an hour.

We ate, we drank, all was merry until he leaned over to kiss me...in public! Um, no. I kindly turned him down by turning my cheek, he didn't like that much and rolled his eyes at me. We finished our last drink and headed outside. We walked into the parking lot and as we talked he kept inching closer to me. His tone changed and he suddenly became someone completely different than he had been at the beginning of the date. Trying to make things a bit lighter, I asked him about work (he had told me he owned a major company) and for some reason this question irritated him so I switched the topic. I asked him where he was parked and he gestured to the left. I offered to walk him to his car and he suddenly snapped on me out of nowhere! "Why the fuck do you want to see my car so bad, you a fucking tire biter?"

WHOA....what the hell?? I looked at him and said look honey, it was great meeting you but I should go, I don't think there is any chemistry here and you don't seem to be in the best of moods, so perhaps we should just go our separate ways..... Ok, he didn't like this either, surprise, surprise. He grabbed my arm and asked me why I was so frigid, why I was being such a bitch. I nicely, and calmly told him I was sorry if I came across that way but that I didn't care for the way he was acting all of a sudden and that he was crossing some boundaries.

He leaned in to kiss me again, trying my best not to slap him, I again turned away. "Look", I told him, I have to go. At this point, his hand, which had been on my arm, gripped me tightly and he stared at me for a few seconds then, looking me straight in the face, called me a tease and a whore! Ok, I had had enough of this asshole. I was in a public place and there were people around so I was not afraid of him. I pulled my arm out of his grip and um, slapped him across the face.

Ok, so this probably wasn't the best thing to do, who knows how he was going to react, but it was like it just came out of me. At this point a gentleman across the parking lot who had been watching us, with out us knowing ran over and asked if everything was all right. Shaun started going off about what a bitch and whore I was and how I had lead him on etc....the gentleman told him to shut up and go home, that he had obviously drank too much and should learn how to treat a lady. (thank you kind sir ;)

Feeling out numbered, Shaun mumbled some profanities as he walked across the parking lot to his car......an old broke down, rusty Ford!! Um, he had told me he drove a brand new Ford pickup, done to the nines...bla bla bla....I couldn't help but laugh and feel kinda stupid at the same time. O well, we win some, we lose some.

The gentleman who had come to 'rescue' me asked me of I was ok and what the hell I was doing out with a loser like that. Not knowing what to say I said I was set up with him. Mr. Gentleman apologized for not minding his own business but said he had come out and seen us talking and that it was obvious I looked uncomfortable, so he had waited to make sure everything was ok. I thanked him and told him it was very kind of him. I then told him I had to go use the phone to call a taxi so I could go home and forget about all of this.

He offered me a ride home but I kindly refused, explaining that I didn't know him and although what he had done was extremely kind, I had better just call a taxi. He pulled out his cell phone and offered to call the taxi for me and told me he was going to wait with me until it came in case Shaun came back for any reason. He also then pulled out his wallet and gave me a hundred dollar bill, telling me that a lady should never have to pay for her way home after a date, especially a bad one.

LIGHT BULB!! This was a real gentleman standing before me and obviously one who had some money to spend, I mean a 100 bill for a cab ride? So, I made some small talk with him, asking him where he was from, what he did for work etc....turns out he had retired at 35, no longer 'needing' to work, was recently divorced from his cheating wife, 2 full grown kids and although his main home was in my area, he also had a condo in Brazil and a cabin in Alaska....two of his favourite places to visit. WHOA!

As my cab pulled up he opened the door and I got in. Before he closed it, he handed me a card and told me I should call him if I were ever interested in going on a date with a real gentleman. I thanked him again and told him I would consider it and to have a great evening.

As the cab pulled away I sat there thinking to myself., did this just really happen? I go on a date with a fake wanna be Sugar Daddy and end up being rescued by a real, rich potential Sugar Daddy? Yep, it did.....