Gay Sugar Daddy

"I'm gay," I exclaimed, my eyes widening and then bursting into laughter. "Alright, that was a good one," I managed to say, regaining my composure and looking at him again. His gaze remained fixed, waiting for my reaction. "Wait, seriously?" I asked, surprised. He nodded confidently. "You mean, you're attracted to men?" "Yes," he replied, "I exclusively date men." "And you've never... had any romantic or sexual experience with a woman?" "Nope," he confirmed. "Well then, why would you ask me to be your sugar baby and watch you... intimate with someone else?" He smirked playfully, "Oh, now it's a joke, huh?" "It is," he admitted, still smirking, "But no, that's not what I'm after." Curiosity piqued, I crossed my arms and spoke in a serious tone, "Care to explain further?" Estelle, at just 22 years old, had established herself as one of the top sugar babies in the agency. Her flawless combination of looks and charm had never failed to impress, but could she convince Owen to explore the world of heterosexuality after his long immersion in the gay scene?