I am a university student, majoring in biochemistry. My professor, Dr. Robert is a hot and muscular man in his mid 40's. The first day I saw him, I was attracted to him. His deep husky voice, his tall muscular built and his overall charisma was enough to make my pussy wet. I have a thing for older men, and he was just perfect. He was quite introverted, just like me...and didn't talk much apart from giving lectures in classes.
During the second semester of my university, I got a text from my professor saying he needs to discuss something with me, so I should meet him in a cafe on Saturday evening. I was wondering what it could be about. Was he going to discuss about my scholarship? Or some kind of internship? Or something else? I couldn't figure out, but I was happy I was meeting him.
On Saturday, I picked out a floral dress which hugged my body tightly. It was the perfect length and I loved how my boobs looked in them. I put on minimal makeup, hoop earrings and paired them with my heels. I was not comfortable in my heels, but they made me look sexier. I don't know why i was trying to look sexy for him; he was my professor, not a potential boyfriend. However, I went to the cafe and waited for him. He was there after 5 minutes. We ordered some coffee and some croissant. We were having casual conversations about life in general.
Then I asked him, "Umm sir, you said you wanted to discuss something. What is it?"
"Well Maria, are you a virgin?" he asked.
I was so fucking surprised. I was too stunned to say anything.
He continued, "actually it doesn't matter if you are a virgin or not. I want a partner and a companion. But I don't want a relationship; it's too much of a responsibility. So I was thinking you could become my sugar baby. I'll pay you a good amount monthly, also bonuses occasionally....in exchange you will have satisfy my needs. You can reject this offer if you want to, I won't force you. And don't worry, I won't mess with your grades if you reject me" he smiled.
I was still surprised, but excited AF. I could feel my hormones rushing in my blood. I said, "o-okay sir, but...." I was too shy to say anything. He smiled and said, "yes, I like shy girls...dominating them is a different kind of fun. You will see" he winked. I was blushing, and I could feel my panty getting wet. As shy as I was on the outside, the real me was a naughty slut.
"Can I call you baby?" he asked. I smiled and said, "Only if I can call you daddy."
He grinned and said, "Okay baby, let's buy you some sexy lingerie. Let's go." He paid the bill and we sat in his car and drove to the mall. All of this was happening so quickly that I didn't have any time to think. Was I doing the right thing? Did he have some other intentions? But who cares, I was blinded by lust and greed.
We reached the mall, and he walked into a Victoria's secret store. This is the first time I walked into such a store. OMG who wears such expensive lingerie?
"What is your size baby girl?"
"34c"
"You will only wear lace bras and thongs from now on, is that clear?"
I liked that commanding tone, I said, "Yes sir, erm daddy"
"Call me daddy, not sir...or else I'll bite that little tongue of yours" he said as he picked out a red lace bra.
"Do you like this? I think this will look good on your boobs."
I blushed as I nodded. We picked up some more bras and matching thongs. He got me a red lipstick and two perfumes. I was told to wear the lipstick only when he tells me to.
We drove back to my apartment. We were still in the car when he said, "Okay I'm in a hurry now, gotta run some errands. We will meet tomorrow. Open your panty and give it to me."
"Wha-"
"Your panty baby, the one you are wearing right now."
I started getting off my panty reluctantly. I was red in shame. As I took it off, he grabbed it from my hands, and sniffed it. "Umm delicious", he smirked as he said that. "This will remind me of you."
He drove away; I walked up to my apartment. I could feel the breeze on my bare pussy as I walked.
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It was the next day, a bright Sunday. Someone rang a bell on my apartment door. I opened the door, daddy was there. He was wearing a grey t shirt, and black denims. I smiled at him and said, "Good morning daddy". "Morning baby. Did I disturb?" "No daddy, I was just doing some work out." "Okay, continue" he said as he walked in. "But I want to spend time with you daddy"
He stood in front of me and asked, "Were you running on that treadmill?"