Retirement with benefits

Frank carried his espresso out onto his deck and sighed as he sank into a lounge chair. It was a beautiful late summer morning, and he smiled as he looked over his garden, enjoying the chatter of birds.

It was tranquil and pleasant, a little boring compared to the streets of the city he had lived most of his life, and made his money, but it was safe, as long as he took a few precautions. He took a sip of his hot coffee and let his mind drift back almost five decades. Back to when he was a soldier in the biggest crime family in town. Muscle for whatever was needed.

His ruthless efficiency and his reputation as a good earner won him steady promotion, to boss of his own crew, and up the ladder from there. He could have been head of the family, he thought with a wry smile, then shook his head and finished his coffee.

That boat had sailed three months ago. Now he was retired and anonymous, invisible out here in this upper class suburb, where no one would associate the dignified and urbane Frank Castillo, former investment banker, with Francesco Genovese, ruthless underboss of the mob.

He'd had a few enemies, as any man in his position would. When he got word that the head of the family had sanctioned his removal he put a long readied plan into execution, faking his own in a car bombing and disappearing from the city, certain that his carefully hoarded wealth could buy him security for the rest of his life.

As long as he was careful.

He stood up and stretched, noticing the teen girl next door spreading a blanket on the lawn. Her bikini didn't hide much of her nubile body, and he smiled as his cock twitched at the delicious sight of her. Noticing him, she smiled and waved.

"Hi Mr. Castillo! Isn't it a beautiful day! I love the sun!"

"Hello Heidi, it's very beautiful. Almost as beautiful as you."

"You're such a flirt Mr. Castillo!" she giggled. "Such a bad man to tease me!" She bent over to straighten the blanket giving Frank a nice view of her ripe young ass before turning back to grin at him again before laying down to suntan.

Yes, Frank thought to himself, she's ripe and ready. As were more than a few other teen girls in the neighbourhood. Ripe and ready and naïve.

Perfect prey for the predator, he grinned to himself.