The Sugar Daddy Next Door Chapter 2
By Subone1
This is pure fantasy, take it for what it is. Don't try in to inject realism into this story, it won't work! Just enjoy!
I didn't see Caroline at all that whole week. She finally texted me on Friday and said:
Daddy is bringing me to the dinner tonight, we'll meet you there!
Being the host for dinner, I arrived a few minutes early to ensure our table was ready. We had a nice rectangular table along the back wall of the restaurant. My dad (Gary Johnson) and my father-in-law (Steve McKinley) arrived about the same time. I sat at the head of the table, my dad to my left, Caroline's dad, Mr. McKinely, to my right. We all ordered a drink and I relaxed as much as I could. I was nervous and not sure what Gerald had planned for the evening.
They were both full of questions: Where's your darling wife? What's the occasion for dinner at this swanky restaurant? Has Caroline found a job yet?
About five minutes later, my wife and her black Sugar Daddy walked into the restaurant. Gerald was dressed conservatively in slacks, button down shirt, and a navy-blue blazer. My wife, on the other hand, looked like a high-priced escort. She wore a red latex mini dress that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. The dress zipped up the front, all the way from her hemline to her bust line. Her shiny black hair was up in a French twist, beautiful diamond earrings dangled from her ears and her makeup was amazingly sexy. I'm not a jeweler, but the diamonds sure looked authentic to me. She wore very sheer, black seamed stockings and four-inch black suede pumps and carried a black suede clutch purse. I had never seen this outfit before, obviously her Daddy had bought it for her. The most eye popping of all, however, was the black suede choker around her neck. Written in diamonds on the choker was 'Sugar Baby'.
Heads turned as they made their way across the restaurant to our table. It was pretty obvious to everyone, including our dads, that they were together. Once at the table, Gerald immediately took over and started the introductions. He sat Caroline in the chair next to her father, her back to the restaurant and other diners, while he sat across from her next to my dad. Gerald was smooth and acted as though nothing was out of the ordinary. I could tell both my dad and Caroline's dad wanted to ask what the hell was going on, but they held their questions for the time being.
The drinks flowed and Gerald charmed both of our dads with a variety of funny stories. I noticed Caroline was very quiet and reserved, spending most of the dinner staring at her food. I wondered again if Gerald was drugging her a bit. As dessert was being served, Gerald began to have his fun.
After basically ignoring me the entire meal, Gerald turned to me and said, "Brad, I hear you have an announcement this evening."
Both dads turned to me expectantly, Caroline continued staring at her plate. I cleared my throat and said, "Caroline and I are expecting, we're going to have a baby!"
Both dads initially whooped and hollered, clapping, and congratulating both Caroline and me. And then, they remembered. They remembered I was sterile, and it was impossible for me to impregnate my wife. A look of confusion crossed both of their faces.
Slowly, my dad said, "Son, what about your condition? How could you make her pregnant?"
Gerald softly chimed in, looking directly at Caroline he said, "Who got you pregnant Caroline?"
Without looking up from her plate, she said quietly, "You did Daddy."
Gerald smiled. There was silence around the table. Gerald took this opportunity to demonstrate his control over my wife.
"It's getting warm in here, unzip your dress, Caroline."
Not believing he was doing this in front of her father and father-in-law, she looked up at her black Sugar Daddy and simply said, "Yes Daddy."
She moved her manicured hand to the zipper just above her 36C breasts and slowly lowered it about four inches. Already I could see the top of her tits.
"Oh, it's warmer than that Caroline," he said with a wicked grin.
Again, her pretty hand reached for the zipper. Gerald turned and looked at me.
"I think the gentlemen at this table would enjoy seeing your wife's tits, don't you agree Brad?"
My hard on was raging out of control. I was not thinking clearly. I glanced at my dad and Caroline's dad; they were both just staring at Caroline to see what her next move would be.
