Thread: Paying For College (Becka x Father Figure)

Robert Tanner was not a man who expected this to be happening to him and the surprise shown on his face just the tiniest of bits as he watched her move through her nervousness to provide him with the most tantalizing of offers he had ever imagined. No, he was the kind of man who was very used to the prosaic life of the upper middle class that he happened to lead. He was not necessarily the richest of men, but he was a junior partner in the law firm that he worked for and was considered to be on track to become a full partner at some point. He was a reasonable man, someone who kept himself from making mistakes, and just enjoyed having the kind of life that most of America dreamt of having...but there was a darker side to Robert and he understood it, understood deep down that there was some kind of sickness within him. So like most men he had explored the internet, had sought out thrills, had made profiles, and had enjoyed what pornography could be found...which was extensive. Suffice it to say though it had all been meant as a thrill, a fantasy, not a reality...and suddenly it very much was a reality. Of course there were other concerns and they were definitely dangerous ones. She might be thinking it was a big mistake, but Tanner knew it was one. It was the kind of mistake that was going to cost him his job if it came out, society just didn't accept this kind of behavior and companies canned employees for much less than having an affair with a young woman. It was all about public image and a high profile lawyer having a torrid sexual escapade with his sugar baby was something that would not go over well with PR and Human Resources. Even more than losing his job, there was the concern of his wife and his daughter, and what their reactions would be when it came to the idea that he had begun something with Sophia. That kind of repercussion bothered him deeply, causing his stomach to twist inside just the tiniest of bits as he wondered at the guilt he might feel, the guilt he was already feeling. And where would he even get the money to do this? He was admittedly well to do but there was no doubt that it would eventually be noticed, that he would eventually be caught, but he supposed that he could work the numbers out right if he really wanted to do so. He could maybe, just maybe, pull it off... That was the moment he lost the battle. He couldn't honestly turn it down once he truly began to think it over. He hadn't said a word the entire time she had spoken, nor had he said a word the entire time he had thought, he had just stared at her. Yet perhaps the staring was answer enough. He was obviously incredibly attracted, what man wouldn't be? Perhaps he had found her conversation with herself a bit silly or even childish, but he had not done a single thing to dissuade her from her course of action, and when she moved up onto his desk his eyes narrowed the tiniest of bits at her last words. Help him with his urges? Did she have any idea of how far he could go, would go, if he was given the chance to finally explore who and what he was on his Fetlife profile? His hands came out without even saying a word to touch her thighs, tracing his nails over her exposed flesh, perhaps his touch was answer enough...but then he gripped, his fingers cruelly biting into her skin and he jerked her legs open...forcing the dress up higher on her form, curious as to what she had chosen to wear beneath her clothing. There was almost a feral look to his features as he leaned down, examining as he casually replied...a horrid smoothness to his voice, as if holding her wide apart was as natural as breathing. Yes, I'm interested, but you're discussing quite a bit of money aren't you Sophia. Are you worth that much? Are the goods going to pass inspection or are you just going to be a waste of time? It was almost a cruelty to treat her like that, objectifying her in a way he was certain the young girl had not expected.