"An Early Christmas Gift for Your Stressed Mafia Husband" 

by littlemissjazz 

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*angrily* What? What do you mean it’ll be another week before shipment? You told me this shit a week ago, Richard! 


[A pause] Well, then tell them they’re going to have to wait to put out these other shipments until mine is complete. I don’t give a **** if it’s Christmas! We’re all busy, including me. Especially since these Russians are breathing down my ******* neck. 


(sighs in frustration) You ******* fat head...yes, I am goin' to be mean, Richard! I don’t think you understand just how crucial it is that I have this shipment of crabs in by this week. You know who Abel Petrov is; biggest drug lord in Russia. Said he heard about my partnership with seamen over in Boston and offered me a deal for 5 million clams. 


Do you know what that could do for us both, Richard? Not to mention the whole group? Remember, these ain’t some fuckin’ peanuts. He would’ve offered me 3 million, but I gave him a proposition. 


[A pause] Exactly. So you need to get your head out of your ass and tell these fuckin’ dummies over in Boston that I need my shipment THIS WEEK, ya hear? That’s your job as one of my right hand men…unless you want me to replace you. 


[A pause] (chuckles) No, no, no. You don’t get to pass the buck to somebody else. Everyone else is doin’ their job except for you. Yes, Christmas is comin’ at full speed. Yes, everyone’s stressed. How do you think I feel dealin’ with this and tryin’ to get some great gifts for my wife? It’s pretty fuckin’ stressful. 


But if we get this 5 million bucks then it’ll be less stressful for all of us. Now get the **** off the phone and get to work. And if you call me with this bullshit again, I’m givin’ you a knuckle sandwich that’ll take you till next Christmas to recover from. 


Got me? [A pause] Good. [You hang up the telephone] (sighs) Fuckin’ knucklehead… 


[Telephone rings] Great. Another call. [You answer the phone] 


[Insert Name Here]. [A pause] Oh...Mr. Petrov. You’re callin’ early. No, this isn’t a bad time at all, though I... (growls) ****, Sean! Don’t fuckin’ do that! You scared the shit outta me. That was a could impression of Petrov though. You got his thick accent right on the nose. 


[A pause] (chuckles) How can you tell? I’ve been like this since this mornin’. I barely got any sleep last night. 


I was up at 5, left my wife at home alone in our comfy, warm bed, went to meet with Petrov’s men to work out the particulars of our partnership, said he’d be calling later tonight, and now, here I am with paperwork to sign and some fresh bills to take care of. 


(sighs) Stressed ain’t even enough to describe it, Sean. I just got a call from Richard tellin’ me this shipment won’t be in for another week. Petrov needs those crabs so he can do his own business. [A pause] You know what I mean, Sean. Shippin’ that nose candy overseas is hard these days. You’ve gotta improvise. 


That’s where the crabs come in. The powder will be in the crabs and the crates will be shipped across the sea. Nearly thirty pounds of crabs I’m supposed to receive so I can give ‘em to Petrov and get this 5 million. 


[A pause] Well, bills need to get paid, Sean. Plus, it ain’t like I’m the one sellin’ the drugs. I’m just providin’ Petrov the luggage for it, if you catch my drift. Your one of my best friends, right? Which means you should know I don’t delve in the drug world. 


Not to mention Christmas comin’ at me. I’m behind on my list. Most of ‘em are gifts for the missus. [A pause] (sighs sadly) She’s good, but she’s been kinda down lately. Probably because I’ve been so busy lately. 


(groans) I feel like shit, Sean. She’s had to spend almost every day by herself in this big ol’ house. I can barely get a moment alone with her! My plan was to do every single cheesy ass Christmas activity with her this year. Ya know, decoratin’ the tree, takin’ her to the Nutcracker ballet downtown, that sorta thing. And I can’t even do that. 


Everywhere I turn there’s work to be done, bills to be paid, jaws to be busted...****, I’m exhausted! 


[A pause] *irritated* Did you hear what I just said, asshole? I can’t even get a moment alone with my woman. How am I supposed to get any kind of lovin’ if I can’t even sit down and have a nice *** of coffee with her? 


(sighs) Five years with this woman, a year of marriage, and I can't even... 


[A pause] I know, I know...I’m just flippin’ my wig. I’ll be fine. I know this will all come to pass, but... I just don’t like avoidin’ my girl, ya know? Soon, she’s gonna start feelin’ neglected and I don’t want her to feel that way. Especially since Christmas is right around the corner. I’ve got so many plans for Christmas Eve, but I just... 


Wait...I hear footsteps. [A pause] No, it’s just her. Here, I’ll call you tomorrow, alright? I’ll give you the rundown on what Petrov says. Talk later. [You hang up] 


Hey, you. You enjoy your bath? You were in there for quite a while. [A pause] (scoffs) Please, pourin’ you a glass of wine ain’t nothing. Anything for you. 


[A pause] Nah, I’m fine. I’ve got my wine right here…right next to the paperwork I’ll be workin’ on till morning. (chuckles) Don’t worry about me, baby. Someone’s gotta do the business around here. Not that you don’t! You know what I mean? Good. Sorry, hun, but my brain is fuckin’ fried. Not the December I was hopin’ on to spend with you. 


I'm sorry you had to decorate the house on your own. It looks gorgeous though. Just think if I get this 5 million what kind of other decorations you can buy. It'll definitely be somewhere some kiddies would be impressed by. 


[A pause] Whose kiddies? Well...nevermind. It's not important. But what is important is gettin' this work taken care of. 


So what are you gonna do? Just stand there in your robe and your...*quizzically* heels? What are you up to, baby doll? You buy some clothes you haven't modeled for me yet? Is that why you've got your hair done and that red lipstick on those gorgeous lips? 


[A pause] (laughs) Yes? Hmm...that little smile on your face looks sneaky. You open some of the Christmas gifts I got you without my permission? [A pause] No, huh? Hey, you're the one with the sneaky smile on your face! You look like the cat that ate the canary, baby. 


We'll talk later though, okay? I have to finish some of this work and wait for this Petrov guy to call. Then you can model for me all you want. 


Hey...why are you untying your robe? [A pause] To get comfortable? What do you... *flustered* ****. Honey, where are your clothes?! The hell are you doing in...that?! [A pause] Well, yeah...yes, I've seen you in lingerie before, but...nothing like that! You look like a little pinup girl. 


[A pause] *growly* What did you call me? ****...you've never called me "daddy" before. What's gotten into you, honey? I don't think I've ever seen you this frisky. And where'd you get the pinup girl fit from? 


[A pause] *aroused* Well..yeah, of course, I like it. It's fuckin' hot. Everything is; from the pearls around that gorgeous neck to those nylon stockings...and that bodice that pushes those titties up. Turn around for me. ****, that ass! It's almost been perfect, but right now... ****, you just about look like somethin' out of my wettest dream, baby doll. Especially standin' in front of the fireplace.


So you wanna play with me, hm? (chuckles) Leave it to you to surprise me at the most unexpected moments. [A pause] My early Christmas present? For what? 


[A pause] *adoringly* Aww, baby...I appreciate it. I know I've been workin' hard and you've been feelin' neglected, but I promise we'll have time later tonight and for the rest of this month. I'm plannin' to spoil you rotten the week of Christmas. And as much I appreciate this, and as yummy as you look in the firelight, I'm afraid I can't play with you right now. 


Daddy's got some important business to take care of. (groans) God, that sexy little giggle! You're really into this daddy thing, aren't you? Yeah, I know we've been talkin' about tryin' roleplay too, but...not right now. Just go upstairs, wait for me, and I promise you I'll be there. 


[A pause] No? You talkin' back to me now? (growls) You really are tryin' me tonight. Come on, sweetie, really. I have to prepare for this call. You can sit next to me all you want. I'm just gonna pretend you're not there. (laughs) You're damn right! You can't have your way all the time, gorgeous. Now just...let me work. 


(groans softly) Really? Kisses down the neck? Come on, baby, please. I really need to work. I don't care how good your kisses feel...or how delicious you smell. That Chanel no. 5 really works for you. ****...what are you doin' to me? I can't even focus now with you so close. 


*sternly* Alright, enough. Seriously. I need to focus and you're startin' to irk me. (laughs) Pout all you want, brat. It's not gonna happen. 


...Where's that hand of yours goin'? (grunts) Really? You're just gonna stroke me through my pants like this? ****, you are one irritatin' dame! Why are you bein' so bad tonight? 


[A pause] You know it feels good, you brat. I'm so hard that I could put a whole right through these slacks. Don't you dare touch that zipper. I said don't! [Sound of a zipper] Oh, you're gonna get it later, you little– 


[Sound of a telephone ringing] ****, that's Petrov! Don't you say a fuckin' thing or even think about touchin' me. I mean it, baby. 


(clears throat) [Insert Name Here] here...Mr. Petrov, yes, I've been waitin' for your call. Your men said I would be expectin' your call later tonight. (grunts) *in a whisper* Baby, stop it! 


(clears throat) No, this isn't a bad time at all, Mr. Petrov. S-Sorry about the shipment mishap. I'm afraid that some of my right hands can be knuckleheads at times, not to mention the Christmas hold-up. 


*in a whisper* You'd better get your hand from around my **** right now. You're bein' a pain in the fuckin' neck right now....No, no, don't! (groans quietly) [A pause] Yes, I said get your hand off of me...so that means wrap your mouth around me? Oh, ****...goddamn, that's good. [Softly moaning] 


*in a strained tone* Huh? N-no, sorry. I'm in a pretty busy place right now. Too many distractions. But, u-um, you were sayin' about shipments overseas and sale numbers? How are those workin' out despite the Christmas season bein' just around the corner? 


*In a whisper* Oh, baby...yes. Take me deep. Down your fuckin' throat. Spit all over it first. Good girl. Now take me down your throat. that's it, gag on it. You like pleasin' daddy while he's stressed, hm? Then do it. Let me grip that hair and **** that pretty face. 


*in a strained tone* Y-Yeah, I'm here. Sorry for soundin' strained. I, um...I've got some tension in my leg. [A pause] No, no, don't worry about it, sir. This is more important. So...*quietly* oh, ****...uh, my right hand is tellin' me the shipment will be in for another week, but I told him that's unacceptable. 


*In a whisper* Make it sloppier. Thaaat's it. Get my balls too. Can't forget about the jewels. ****, yes! Yes, baby! 


(clears throat) Yes, I can assure you the shipment will be here this week. Wouldn't want to put a rift in our agreement. And I can count on you keepin' your end of the deal, yes? 5 million for the crabs? [A pause] Of course, sir. All of my imported shipments are fresh and rest assure that there will be no errors. 


Thank you, sir. [A pause] Y-Yeah, yes, you have a great night too. I'll be seein' you later this week. [A pause]Of course, and Merry early Christmas to you as well. Goodbye. 


[You hang up] 


*in a growl* You bad little girl...Get the **** up. Look at you with all of that spit on your mouth, your red lipstick all over the place. Kiss me. [Rough kissing sounds] Yeah? You like my hand on that throat? **** the pearls; my hand works better as a necklace. 


I said you were gonna get it and now you are. Sit the **** down. You move one single inch and I'm punishing you...but from that smile, I guess you'd like that. [Kissing in between lines] How do my hands feel slidin' up and down your legs? How about my kisses? ****, you look so good! (chuckles) I don't even know where to start. 


Let's get a good look at these titties, hm? Mmm, your nipples are so hard. You really are fiendin' for me, aren't you? I am too. ****, I need to taste you. 


[Suckling sounds] Does my mouth feel good on your nipples, baby? It must from those sounds. You greedy little slut. You can't even help yourself, can you? (chuckles) You liked me callin' you that, didn't you? You're gonna be my good little slut tonight? You'll do everythin' I say and more? 


[A pause] Good. So what I want you to do right now is get up, turn on that record player, and put on a little show for me. Don't get shy on me now. Especially since you're the one who initated this. 


Go ahead. Do as you're told. 


[Sound of music playing] (hums in satisfaction) Nice song. I forgot how good of music taste you had. Noticed that the first night we met, when you were just a shy little thing sittin' by the stage at the jazz club, singin' along to the High Tops. Now look at you; dancin' for me in that little pinup outfit with your red lipstick smudged from gaggin' on my ****. 


Yes, that's it...move for me. Take your time, baby. There's no rush. Let me see your hair down. 


[Improv as she dances for you] 


(growls) ****! The way you look in the firelight is too much for me. Your eyes...your body...the way you flip your hair over your shoulder...it's all so allurin'. Where are those eyes goin'? (chuckles softly) You caught me. I just had to stroke my **** watchin' you move for me like that. 


Mmm, you like this? Watchin' me stroke my hard, thick **** for you? It's not like you haven't seen me do this before, but...this feels naughtier. And I can tell you agree. 


[Improv dirty talk as you stroke yourself] 


Take off your panties. No, no..leave the heels on. Now come over here and sit down next to me. Spread your legs for me. [A pause] Wider. [Spank!] I said wider. I'll spank you again if I have to repeat myself. 


[A pause] Good girl. 


[Cunnlingus sounds between lines] ****, you're wet! I think this is the wettest you’ve ever been. Is this turnin’ you on, baby doll? I hope it is. You deserve it. You deserve this tongue plungin’ in that sweet *****...you deserve me playin’ with that clit...my tongue twirlin’ around that cute ass of yours...you deserve endless pleasure. 


[A pause] Of course, you do! Why wouldn’t you? You went through the trouble of doin’ this for me. [A pause] (laughs) *reassuringly* Baby doll, me pleasin’ you IS pleasin’ me. You just worry about cummin’ for me, alright? You can take care of me later. 


I want you to play with your titties while I play with your ass, you understand? [A pause]Good girl. That’s it, push ‘em together the way I like. Such a good girl for me. 


[Cunnlingus & dirty talk improv] 


You’re gonna cum, aren’t you? Do it then, baby doll. Cum for me. Cum all in my mouth. [A pause] Why are you pushin’ me away? [A pause] Oh...you wanna cum on my ****. (chuckles suggestively) I think I can get behind that. 


Come here. Yeah, climb on top of me with your back to me. (laughs) Yes, I want reserve cowgirl. I need to see your ass bounce against my ****. That’s it...don’t worry, I got you. You won’t fall with me here. 


Alright, you ready? Come down, baby. [You sink inside of her] God, yes, that’s it! I can feel you stretch around me. You’re so wet…so tight… Bounce on me. That’s it, baby doll. Brace yourself against my chest. Here, I’ll hold your hips. 


[Moaning & dirty talk improv as she rides you] 


[Panting & moaning between lines] You like this ****? Yeah? I can hear it. You’re so loud, baby doll. No, be as loud as you want. Turn your head and loop your arm around my head…yes, like that. Lemme see your pretty face. [A pause] Beautiful...you’re beautiful. I love seein’ you like this. I love makin’ you feel good. 


[More improv!] 


*In a growl* You’re gonna cum, aren’t you? I can feel that ***** squeezin’ around me so tightly. *cooingly* You gonna cum for me, baby doll? You gonna cum for your husband? 


No...not yet. This is payback for that shit you pulled earlier durin’ my call. You don’t get to cum until I tell you to. Get the **** off of me. Get on your side. (chuckles) Yes, we’re spoonin’, baby. I’m still gonna **** you silly, but I want you comfortable. I want you close. 


Let’s get this leg up...perfect. Now I can sink inside... [You sink inside of her again] and **** you harder. I love seein’ your face when I **** you like this. Rough, just like you want it. Come on, baby doll, push back. Show me you want this too. 


[Even more improv!] 


Yeah? You like my hand wrapped around that throat while I **** you into the couch? Is this what you wanted, hm? To take exactly what I want from you? Turn your head and answer me when I talk to you. [A pause] 


(growls) Such a good little slut for me. Aren’t you? Aren’t you mine? C’mon, say you’re mine. Say you’re all mine! [A pause] Yes...yes, you fuckin' are. 


*adoringly* You know just exactly what I need. You always do. You know just what I need to relax…to take the stress away. I love so you so much...So, so much...I’m sorry I’ve been neglectin’ you. But that ends here. And startin’ now, when I make you cum your brains out, I’ll be here for whatever you need. 


[Improv as you get closer to climax] 


You gonna cum? You gonna cum for me, huh?! Then do it! Be my good little slut and cum for me! Feel my hand around that throat…yes, baby! Cum for me! 


[She climaxes] 


[Panting & moaning between lines] ****...****, baby doll! I’m gonna cum too! So fuckin’ hard! Let me pull out... No? But, baby... [A pause] 


*shocked* You want me to cum inside of you? Really? But that could get to pregnant. I know we haven’t exactly talked about havin’ kids... You want to have my child? (laughs breathlessly) Yes, yes, of course, I want kids with you! I’d love nothin’ more! 


You’re gonna take all of my cum, aren’t you? You want me to make you a mom? *breathlessly* ****, I can’t believe this. You’re going to be an amazin’ mom. I know you will. I’d be honored to be a father to your child. 


[You get closer & closer to climax] 


****, I’m cummin’! This is what you’ve been waitin’ for…so take it. Fuckin’ take it! Take all of me! 


[Improv as you finally climax deep inside of her] 


That's it, baby! Take my cum! Let me **** it into you more... [Grunting softly as you **** into her] 


[Panting softly] Oh, ****...no, no, don’t move. Let me catch my breath first. (laughs softly) No, don’t apologize, baby. That was fantastic. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard before. [A pause] (laughs) You too? I guess the pinup thing really worked, huh? 


Consider me stress relieved, baby. You always know just how to work your magic on me. I’m so lucky to have you here. And I’m so lucky to have you as my wife and a soon-to-be-mom. I’m so excited, I can barely contain myself. Yes, kiss me. [Soft kissing sounds] 


Now...what should I do with the rest of this paperwork? I can either do it now or wait until tomorrow and spend the rest of the night gettin’ some lovin’ from you. Hmmm...what do you think, baby? 


[A pause] 


(laughs) You’re right. **** the paperwork. You in this outfit is way too good of somethin’ to pass up. And of course, you need to be punished for bein' such a bad girl, don't you? 


Come on then, let's go upstairs. 


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