Andrew Collins wants what we all want: easy money, an alternative to a lifetime spent in an office. After a few years in London selling ad space for a newspaper, he realises that he might never get off the salary treadmill if he's not careful. What is the point of spending his youth working for a pittance when there's so much else on offer out there? So he finds himself a Sugar Mummy: Marion is beautiful, exotic, older and, of course, very, very rich. Suddenly Andrew is catapulted into a world of Sloane Street shopping, expensive cars, Rolex watches and Perrier Jouet on tap. Best of all, he doesn't have to pay for any of it. But Andrew finds that Marion, along with some of her bizarre and often sinister friends, seems to be taking him for a ride - and it's a rather bumpy one. Perhaps there's a reason why these people are rich and he isn't. And there's Jane. A cardigan and tee-shirt-wearing shop assistant and unimpressed by wealth, Jane is everything Andrew despises. But she has got under his skin and much as he wants all that Marion can offer, he also wants Jane. Can he have his cake and eat it? Or will Marion eat him first?