Page 1 of My Young Mafia Daddy

Chapter 1

Eddie

There are busy mornings, super-busy mornings, and then there’s…thismorning!

I work at East Side Sugar, which for those of you who don’t know, is pretty much the most popular and totally, outrageously wonderful bakery in the whole of New York City.

Call me biased…

Tell me I’m exaggerating…

But get ready to literally eat your words when you try one of my extra-colorful, triple-stacked and extra-chocolatey cupcakes.

With a name like Eddie Cherry, you might say it was destiny that I would end up working with cakes, sweet treats, in just about the most sugar-laden environment it’s possible to be in.

I’m forty-three years old and live thehappiestlife.

I love my work, I have a great boss, and every day is a total joy.

With a bunch of super-sweet friends to hang out with outside of work, it really feels like I’ve got it all.

Except…

Yup, you’ve guessed it.

The one thing I don’t have on point is my love life.

I need a Daddy to care for me – I’m talking snuggles, cuddles, squeezes and the most wholesome Daddy and Little time you could imagine.

I want a Daddy to take complete control – one who will turn my butt red when I step out of line, even if I do it on purpose sometimes LOL!

And yes, I need that big, long, thick Daddy dick to satisfy all my naughty needs too.

Personally, I don’t think I’m asking for too much either…

With my blue eyes, cropped blonde hair and cuddly body I think I make a great catch. But being an older Little sometimes makes things difficult – especially seeing as what my heart aches for is a younger Daddy.

And I don’t mean younger by one or two years.

No, I’m talkingmuchyounger.

The kind of Daddy I crave is in his mid to late twenties.

I want a young, rock-hard body to compliment my soft curves and cuddly tummy.

Even thinking about it now is making my special place go all tingly and start straining and stiffening inside my briefs.

But I don’t have time for burgeoning boners – I’ve got customers to serve!

And should he make a surprise appearance, I don’t think that the city Health & Safety inspector would look too kindly on a bakery employee making and serving cupcakes with a big tent-pole at the front of his apron.

Anyway, as I was saying…

East Side Sugar is the best damn bakery in the whole of New York. We’ve even won awards for our array of perfectly presented and absolutely scrumptious products.

In fact, our cakes and pastries as so good that I’ve probably put on a few pounds of weight simply through having my daily lunchtime freebie cake.

But that’s cool – weight is just a number!

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