Why some Women need a Sugardaddy…

I really do think some women need a Sugardaddy and don’t know it.

Let me tell you what I mean….

After a long afternoon helping a client at a strategy meeting, he suggested our teams head out for a drink, to celebrate the project being pretty much done.

Another lovely day in London (it can’t last) and so we headed to a cool bar in Smithfield, just outside the City, with a large terrace.

As the evening wore on and people drifted away home, I was left chatting to a cool, intelligent 25 year old woman, who’s one of my client’s sales team.

She is quite attractive, sports some discrete but sexy tattoos and has a figure made for the short black dress she was wearing.

But there was something missing.

Something about her wasn’t captivating me, I tried to work it out, then it hit me, no grooming.

Her fingernails were shocking, no polish and no manicure. Then I noticed her shoes, she was wearing flats, ok, no great crime, but they were scruffy.

This is a woman who is complaining to me that she sees guys, a lot of them quite senior, all day in her job and she can’t work out why they’re not hitting on her.

I then noticed that her lipstick looked as if it had been put on by a blind women on a dark night.

I wanted to tell her that her appearance was lacking a certain finesse, but couldn’t work out a polite way to say it.

I just wondered for a moment if I should mention my Sugardaddy life and how I insist the ladies I see are beautifully groomed and how it makes such a difference to their confidence.

It’s not all about money, it’s about presentation and personal standards, it’s about creating the impression that you are a serious grown-up and that you are someone that’s serious in life as in business.

I left her, glad that I hadn’t let a couple of glasses of wine loosen my discretion, but also feeling a little sad that this woman’s potential success was being held back by want of a Sugarbabe style grooming makeover. 

 

 

 

Tips for Sugardaddies No.2 – Look Before you Leap

OK, so you’ve decided to take a plunge into the Sugarbowl and wonder where to start.

Well, let’s get our ducks in a row first, to use that terrible expression from my Business School days.

Firstly, have you got the time?

The sort of guy who can afford a Sugarbabe is generally a successful self-made guy, or someone in a senior salaried job. With the sort of £100k + salary you will be earning, you’ll know all about putting the hours in. Will you be able to devote time to see your chosen babe 3-4 times a month? Remember, with the hours you work, something’s gonna have to give. Just make sure it’s the golf, or those nights out with the boys, rather than your partner or kids…or you’ll be rumbled PDQ…

Secondly, well, it’s the money…

You are not going to be spending much less than £2,000 ($3,400) a month.

Yes, I know you and the gorgeous Sugarbabe agreed £1,000 ($1,700) as an allowance, but have you factored in gifts, dinners, hotels (you’re not thinking of using a mate’s flat I hope?!), cab fares, etc.

Last year I kept a record of 6 months spending on my Sugarbabe, it was £17,000 ($29,000).

OK, some of that was hotels I would have had for work anyway, but that leaves an awful lot of plain, old, Sugar.

Are you the Right Type?

What do I mean by that – simply, can you live the life?

Sure, you’re thinking, I’d love to be seen around with a gorgeous 28 year old blond, who fucks wildly and looks hot…but really, do you?

Can you cope with the deception involved, not just to your wife/partner, but your boss, your business partners, even your friends. You have to be a quick thinker, you have to be able to improvise rationally and quickly if you are ever in a tight corner.

You also have to be methodical, like some kind of MI6 graduate, you must be able to run two very separate lives and ensure they never meet.

Lastly, can you keep a secret?

Don’t even think about sharing your Sugarlife with your mates – that’s just dumb. Your mate sleeps with his wife, who’s maybe friends with yours…it’s a connection too close.

I have friends I went to Uni with, or even school, who I’d do anything for, that I’ve known for 20+ years.

None of them know I fuck girls who call me Daddy.

Best kept that way.

 

Are you serious?

Nikki has left me speechless…

First of all, if you are an aspiring Sugarbabe and you are, how can I put it, more than slightly overweight, it’s a good idea not to hide it on your profile.

Saying you have a normal figure and being anything but, begs the question that you are normal size where? Mid-West USA, Middlesborough, Swindon??

Anyway, I’ve nothing against the larger lady, but it would be nice to know.

However Nikki’s levels of deception were only surpassed by the fact she lives in la-la land.

Telling your prospective Sugardaddy that you have a boyfriend and that the only sex between us will be a “handjob”, or maybe some oral, “but only if you wear a condom” caused about as much sexual excitement in me as a trip to the company accountant.

I fear Nikki may be on the shelf for some time to come.

Interviews

Well, it’s some months since I resolved to write this blog and much has happened, however writing it was not one of them!

In June, my French SB returned to Orleans after a year of study. I’ve spent the last three months commuting between London and Brussels on an assignment, which has made regular dating in London near impossible. It’s now over and I feel that there’s a big hole in my life since Aurelie left, which I had filled with a frenetic pace of work that’s now over.

So, after six months of SB-free existence I’ve decided to take the plunge back into the world of SD dating and to see if it’s much different from how it was when I was looking last year…

So, that means meeting SB’s for a drink after work, I guess they’re really interviews, it sounds v clinical, but we’re interviewing each other.

No doubt the next few weeks will throw up some interesting experiences, I’ll keep you posted.