Mafia Boss Proposes To A Sugar Baby

You sit at the same desk you've sat at for the past five years, doing your best to manage expense reports, when the door to your boss's office opens

[He strides out leisurely and flashes you the same smile that makes you wet]

"Hey there, sugar. Working hard?

[Pause]

Well, quit it.

[Pause]

"Why? Cause I want to see you in the conference room. Room A, five minutes. Nah, you're not in trouble. Just be there on time.

[He walks off and you hurriedly gather yourself before racing towards Room A, where he waits with the shades drawn]

Right on time. Please, have a seat.

[Pause]

Oh, am I patting my lap? How odd. Well, I guess you'd best take the best seat in the building.

[Pause]

Hm, barely any hesitation. Good girl. Always such a good girl for me. Tilt your head up, dove, and look at me.

[Pause]

[He chuckles]

Yes, that is my cock throbbing against your panties, dear. But, let's ignore that for now so I may say my piece. I'll be brief because, well...I don't have a lot of brainpower to spare at the moment.

[Pause

Don't worry, dove, I won't tease you for long. Just hear me out first, OK?

[Pause]

Good girl. Let's cut the crap, then. I'm retiring, dove. I'm sick of being here, being the don, having to pull bullets out of my damned hair...you name it. Point is, I'm out. I'm done. I'm taking my money and I'm going somewhere tropical. And, to be frank, I want you to come with me.

[Pause]

"Why? Dove, we've been playing this game a long time. You know what I want."

[Pause]

Dove, dove, dove...C'mon. The tension is thick enough to choke a moose. I know you watch me, and you know that I watch you, so let's not play pretend. You're already sopping wet. Now, to business - you've busted your ass for me for years now. Never a problem with you, not once. Saved me quite a few headaches over the years.

[Pause]

[He lets out a low, appreciative rumble]

And any time I'd ask how you were doing you'd say "Just fine, sir", even when you weren't. Always stressing about debts and bills and family problems...What I'd like to do is free you of that stress, for as long as you'd allow me.

[Pause]

What do I mean? I mean I'd like to spoil you, dove. Forever, if you'd let me.

[Pause]

Yes, like a sugar daddy. Hm, you catch on quick. Ah, hold a moment. I know your instincts, most people's instincts, are to recoil from such an offer. Pride gets in the way. Uncertainty, anxiety, even terror at surrendering yourself like that to another person. But the flashes of passion we've shared over the years, that spark...it's always on my mind. How you subtly sway your hips when I'm about, how your ears turn red when you hear my accent...Can you look me in the eye and tell me that you don't feel the same?

[Pause]

Ohh, I know. I know, baby, it's so scary, shhh.

[He gently fixes your hair, fingers slender and graceful]

Tell you what. How's about we do a...test run of sorts?