Give Me Some Sugar Part 1 - Rochelle's Tryout - Sex Stories

Give Me Some Sugar Part 1 - Rochelle's Tryout

... white cotton dress with a solid white lower layer and a sheer white upper layer. It moved in the breeze of air rushing out when she opened the door and her dress was accented by golden bracelets, purse, hair clasp and necklace. Her lips were bright red, and her eyes had just a touch of mascara. The only way I can describe that face is a classic southern Alabama belle. Very pretty, and while not as stunning as I had seen in LA, it was damn nice, and boy she was as young as her pictures suggested, maybe younger. As she was at the maitre'd stand, I took her in and followed that sexy body as she walked to the table. As she walked she caught me staring and flashed me a smile. I walked right over to her table. "You must be Rochelle. I guess you are who you claimed to be." I said, my voice a bit weak as I felt inadequate next to such a hottie. "You must be Peter, it's great to meet you." Rochelle said as she shook my hand and gave me a peck on the cheek. I sat and we chatted while we ordered lunch. I guess I should not be surprised she ordered the most expensive appetizer and meal on the menu, and proceeded to eat little of it. Obviously she was testing, but that was fine, I didn't blink when the tab came to $245. She had been very pleasant and was a very smart girl. I had to focus hard to get my hard on to go away as we stood to leave. I walked with her to the door, my hand on her lower back, not caring if everyone in the restaurant was looking at a 43 year old man with a ...

... stunning 19 year old (if I took her word for it). Once we were outside and I waited for the valet I asked, "So did you need a ride Rochelle? I would be happy to take you where you need to go." "All I needed was to come see you. I have to meet a girlfriend for dinner but that isn't until 8." "Oh, I see .. . . " I wasn't sure what to say next. My car arrived and we both got in. "So were we going to have my tryout?" "What's that . . . .?" "You're email said this was my tryout, did I fail already? Do I not get to try out?" I had meant the meeting was a tryout to see if we got along, but I occurred to me she was probably ready to "try out" to be a sugar baby. I had not figured any woman that hot would be willing to give it up that fast, but, if she was game, God knows I was! "No, of course you didn't fail. I didn't know you were ready for a full tryout today, that is fine, I live a bit out of the city, is that okay?" "Of course it is. I would love to see your place." Rochelle said sweetly. She crossed her sunkissed legs, and I noticed how nice her feet were. I don't have a foot fetish but a foot that looks great in a heel is a nice benefit. Her breast bounced every minor bump we hit and I won't lie, I was driving faster than usual to get home. "I feel lucky to have found you, you know, I got a lot of responses but only yours was even worth answering." "You are lucky, ha-ha. Who puts an ad on Craigslist anymore? I was going through it looking for funny posts and came across yours and it ...