My Sugar Mommy

~Chapter 6~

Hello my dear friends, a new chapter for you.

I hope you like it!

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Constantly,
Consistently,
Continually,
you

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"Let me get this clear: You're sleeping with two people right now?" You nod at Theo and he grins. "Not what I expected after your last relationship an- nevermind." He sits back down next to you. "And do you want a relationship?" You shrug. "I don't know. Eleanor is sweet and pretty and everything..."

"And Margaret?" You shrug again. "She doesn't want a relationship." You mumble, leaving out the whole sugar mommy thing. "And you?"

"I don't knooow. I also don't know if I've already caught feelings for Eleanor or if I even will. And I'm not sure what she wants." Theo hugs you. "Well, sleep a night over it, give yourself time and don't pressure yourself into something. Maybe even go on distance to clear your head or talk to Eleanor hm?"

 "Thank you."

Time skip

"Y/L/N!" Your head shoots up.

"Yes? Did I forget to print something?" Your boss shakes his head. "No, I just wanted to make sure that everything is alright with the windsor project?" You nod.

"Yes, do you want to see my ideas?" "Already saw them, great idea. You've grown to a great architect and I'm glad to have you on my team." He pats your shoulder. "Thank you, but unfortunately I have to leave you now, I have a meeting with said person in a few minutes and need to prepare the contract. Hopefully it works out."

"I'm sure it will. And please bring me a copy of the contract when it's signed, alright?"

"Alright sir!" With that you leave his office, hearing him chuckle behind you.

You only got little time to prepare for the meeting as soon a knock was heard on the door.
"Come in!" Mr. Blue opened the door. "Ah here's my favourite architect." You shake his hand. "Hello Mr. Blue." You furrow your eyebrows. "Are you alone? I thought you wanted to bring your boss..."
"She shall be here any moment, currently talking to your boss." Your eyes widen. "Well I hope I won't get in trouble." You both chuckle while you turn to look for the contract.

"Give me a second. I've had the contract here before." While you ruffle through your files, you don't notice the door opening and someone walking in.

"Good afternoon." Your movements stop. She's here. And why did it feel like you've heard her voice before?

Before you had a chance to clear your thoughts, you turn around and your breath got stuck in your throat. It wasn't just any Margaret Windsor, it was your Margaret. How could you be so naive and not notice it was her? Everything fits.

"You must be Ms. Y/L/N? I'm Margaret Windsor and a very big fan of your sketches." She reaches out her hand for yours to shake it, what you do after getting back to the situation. Her touch burnt even though it was just for a second. "Well then let's get started..." All three of you sit down. 

"Alright Ms. Windsor, you've seen my ideas and as far as I know, you've liked them. Before we sign the contract and start planning the rest, I'd like for you to look over them all again and tell me if you want anything changed or added or if you have any questions." 

"I will." She smirks as she takes the files and plans from you. "And Mr. Blue maybe you'd like to look over the contract during." He nods and you shove the contract over.

"If you'd excuse me for just a moment." You stand up with a forced smile and walk outside and into the bathroom.

Splashing cold water into your face, you take a deep breath and calm your racing mind before slowly walking back.

"Have you read through it?"

"Yes, everything seems to be alright." You nod. "That's great. Ms. Windsor, do you have anything else you'd like to discuss?"
"No, it's all great, really. And if the contract is alright...there should be no problem." You hand her the contract and a pen. She quickly reads over it and signs with a grin on her face before looking up again. "I'll be very happy to work more with you." She says, handing you the paper, grazing your hand. "Okay so I'll arrange everything that we can do at the moment as this is just for the fundament and for the rest of the building we'll arrange more meetings to discuss the details. I'll call you, if it's alright?" They both nod.

"Mr. Blue, if you'd wait outside for a moment. I've got something else to discuss...under women..."
He shakes your hand and follows his boss's instructions.

"My Dear Y/n, I'm impressed by your ideas. Oh they're just as wonderful as you." She kisses your hand and you blush.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Margaret gets closer and kisses up your clothed arm to your shoulder and neck.
"I thought-" another kiss, "you knew."

"Well if I'd have known who you are, I wouldn't be your sugar babe." She kisses your neck and you hum.
"You don't like rich women?"
You shake your head.
"It's not you or your job. It's the fact that you're my client now."
You step forward and away from her, Margaret stumbling a bit in your direction.
"Under that case this has to end." The brunette tilts her head.
"Since I've just signed the contract I think you mean our 'special relationship'."
"Yes, I'm not allowed to have any sexual or romantic connection to my clients. My working contract says that and I could lose my job! The job I've worked so hard for, the job that could bring me my own little business later!" Your voice getting louder and louder.

The older woman grabs your arms, trying to calm you down.

"Baby calm down." She presses her lips against yours in a heated kiss. Even though you knew it was wrong, it felt too good to pull away.

After the kiss she grinned. "No one has to know. We can keep it a secret. I know that if you want to start your own business, you'll need the money and also you need me." She whispers and you shiver.
"Margaret you don't understand, my job's everything. It's where I put all my time in."
You pace around and she pouts.
"Baby I'd be very sad if you decide to not be my baby anymore. But it's your choice." Her arms wrap around you from behind you again.
"You have to decide if you really want to loose the best sex." Her hand wanders over your breast and you stop breathing for a moment.
"Margaret-" Her hands find your thighs. "Stop I-"
"You what?" You sigh.

"Give me time to think." You whisper out in a desperate voice.

"Think about it. My offer stays, you'll stay my sugar babe, no one has to know and I can fuck you endlessly."
You weakly nod and with that she lets go of you.
"My house 8 PM."

And then she was gone, leaving a complete mess in your mind and your panties.

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