My husband Gerard was the head of the most dangerous mob in New Jersey. While on a job, I was in his office, spinning around in his chair and listening to music aloud on his computer. When he walked in, he watched me play around with a smirk.
"Someone's having fun." He said.
I gasped and saw him standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. I giggled as he walked over to me. He turned off the music and put me on his desk. He made out with me harshly.
"I take it the job went well?" I said.
"So fucking well."
I tugged on his tie to pull him back into the kiss when there was a knock on the door.
"Sir?" They said.
"What is it?"
"Um what do we do with the dimonds we found?"
"Inspect and put 'em with the rest." Gerard went back to kissing me. He trailed down to my neck and kissed my sweet spot. When there was another knock at the door.
"What now!?" Gerard yelled.
"Sir, we found 6 blocks of cocaine in a duffel bag."
"How many pounds?" Gerard asked.
"10, sir."
"Sounds pretty good."
I hit his shoulder in defense.
"Fine, fine. Share it with the others."
He left and got back to making out. I started to unbuckle his belt as he unzipped my jeans.
"Gee, I need it."
"I know, baby. Me too."
He dropped his pants and was about to pull down his boxers when there was another knock.
"What!?" We said in unison.
"Sir, we found two stowaways."
Gee looked up from my neck and smirked. He pulled up his pants and closed his belt.
"Aw baby." I said upset.
"I know, I know. I'm so sorry sugar. But I'll be back to wreck you after I deal with these guys. Okay little one?"
"Yes Mr.Way."
"Stay here. This won't take long."
