Chapter 11
Between the two of them, Barney and Tony did a crackerjack campaign for Ace cigarettes. Business was booming and the agency was getting more accounts than it could handle. Barney asked Tony if he had any money to invest in the agency. If so, he would consider taking him in as a junior partner. Of course, he would have to increase his work load, too.
"How much would I need to invest?" Tony asked cautiously.
I'd say $100,000 would buy you twenty percent," Barney replied.
"That's a lot of money," Tony said, "I have about $30,000 all together. I can scrape up, I suppose, another $20,000."
"That would only buy you ten percent of the agency, Tony. Of course, that ten percent the way we're going can add up to important money, too, but frankly I would prefer you to have a larger chunk. It would give you a better incentive."
Tony did his best, but all he was able to borrow was an additional $20,000. He was furious when Barney inserted a display advertisement in the Times for another partner. An account executive by the name of Leonard Robertson answered the advertisement. He invested $75,000 in Barney's agency and brought his accounts along with him. He had a shirt account, a drug account and an import account, all heavy advertisers. Barney changed the name of the agency to Andrews, Robertson and D'Onofrio and things really started to hum with all three men working day and night to build up the agency. Sometimes, they didn't get through until midnight. Barney hired three more copywriters and two more artists to help with the new accounts they were getting.
Then Bloom's Department Store began putting pressure on. Mr. Bloom, as pleasant as he was, didn't much like the idea of being a stepchild. He wanted more personal attention from Barney. Barney was much too busy nowadays to come out to the store three and four times a week as he had in the past. Mr. Bloom wasn't interested in the fact that Barney had bigger, more important accounts to service. He didn't like some junior account executive coming out to do the work, it had to be Barney and Barney alone. Or else they would lose the account.
Barney wearily gave in. The work load was too much for him, but he had no alternative. Or so he thought. Both Leonard and Tony were of the opinion that they should give up the account; it wasn't netting that much for the agency.
What Barney didn't tell them was that there was a cute buyer of women's dresses at the store, Jean Michaels, whom he was sleeping with. Jean was a seductive brunette with a fantastic figure and an extremely pretty face. Barney would manage it so that after seeing Mr. Bloom and going over the advertisments and plans with him, he would have lunch with Jean and take her to a nearby hotel for a quickie.
On one such afternoon, after going over the latest advertising campaign with Mr. Bloom, he met Jean and took her to the hotel. In the privacy of their room, he quickly undressed her, fondling her as he took off garment after garment, caressing her exquisite body and lovely, curving breasts. He fixed his lips to her nipples and began sucking them thirstily while she cupped his privates in her graceful fingers and manipulated his penis, marvelling at the length of it. Then when she was naked, she undressed him, kissing his nipples in turn and exciting him no end. When they were both naked, she turned around and bent down, her breasts heavy and ripe, and asked him to do it to her up the back way dog-like.
Barney wasn't averse; he fit the thick, beet red tip of his tool to the lips of her vagina and inserted it. Ahhhh, it felt so smooth and slippery and moist!
"Shove it all the way in, Barney darling," she moaned, her eyes half closed with rapture.
Barney's huge tool slid slowly all the way into her vagina as he groaned with passion, clutching and squeezing her breasts and twiddling her nipples until they stood erect and hard. His thighs were pressed up close to her firm buttocks and his back was perspiring as he pumped away frantically.
"Do me, screw me, push your big thing inside me!" Jean moaned, her hands reaching around and digging her fingernails into his buttocks and thighs. Her hips wriggled and undulated, and she clenched her vaginal muscles tightly around his monstrous member.
His ten fingers caressed the silky smoothness of her curving, heavy breasts and her juicy nipples. His hairy chest was on top of her back and he was biting her white fragrant neck with passion. Their bodies were straining and sweating and heaving with the lovely effort of fornicating, and then he could hold back no longer-he ejaculated. The hot semen spurted forth into her vagina, and they both groaned with the supreme delicious tickling sensation of the orgasm, collapsing on the floor, pumping away till the last drop of semen was extracted from him.
Tony, after that night at the hotel down South, wanted to resume his sexual relationship with Barney, but Barney didn't have time for him. Besides, he was laying too many beautiful girls to dally with Tony. By now, Amelia sensed or knew of the many clandestine relationships Barney had, and she retaliated by having an affair with Judith. But Tony interested her. His dark Italian good looks attracted him to her, and she knew that he and Barney had once been on very bad terms back at the old agency. She thought there might be a way of hitting back at Barney through Tony.
One afternoon, she dropped in at the agency and saw Barney for a few minutes. He was much too busy to talk to her, so instead she strolled leisurely into Tony's office. She sat on his desk, her lovely legs dangling alluringly in front of him and flirted with him.
Then she confided that she had a personal problem about Barney and would be mind taking her to lunch the next day so she could tell him all about it? Tony agreed, and the next day they met for lunch in an obscure little restaurant a dozen blocks away.
"I once read a magazine article that if a man loves his work and loves his wife, he's got it made," said Amelia. "The trouble is my husband loves his work so much, there's no time for me. I've even considered getting a divorce-"
"Oh, come on, you wouldn't divorce Barney, would you?" Tony asked. "Listen, I've been married and divorced twice, and there's nothing lonelier in the world than living by yourself after you've been living with another human being."
"What I wanted your advice on, Tony-may I call you Tony?"
"Certainly."
"Tony-it's such a dashing name," said Amelia, "Tony, can you help me with Barney?"
"In what way?" he asked, puzzled. "Have a love affair with me-"
"Wha-at?" he gasped.
"Maybe that will bring Barney to his senses, make him jealous of you, make him want me more than ever. What do you think?" Amelia asked, her eyelashes demurely fluttering.
"Gosh, I don't know what to say, Mrs. Andrews-"
"Amelia." She insinuated her hand on his thigh underneath the table, sliding it along until it reached his loins. His tool immediately sprang up in answer to her fingers, and she unzipped his fly and felt the large hot penis.
"Will you, Tony? For me, please?" she asked, fingering his tool.
'What a question. I'd be only too delighted," Tony gasped, his senses reeling as she manipulated him underneath the table.
They made a rendezvous for that evening in Tony's apartment on the East Side. It was only a ten minute taxi ride from the office. He gave her the key to the apartment and said he would meet her there around nine, as soon as he could get away from the office.
As it happened, Tony wasn't able to get away until ten and Amelia was ripping mad. He told her that Barney had kept him at the office on an important assignment for a new client. Her anger made her even more sexually exciting to him. He tore her clothes off and picked her up in his arms, burying his face between her supple thighs, sucking away, his tongue darting up her slit.
"Oh god," she moaned in delight as she felt his hot tongue slithering up her core and playing with her clitoris. His mouth was on the lips of her vagina wetly kissing it and his nose was buried in her pubic hair, rapturously sniffing the female odor. Then he flung her belly down on the bed and buried his face between her round buttocks, his tongue licking up her backside. It was sheer heaven. He nibbled at her ripe buttocks and thighs, his tongue licking away furiously.
Then he took his clothes off and got into bed with her. He mounted her, his knees against her buttocks, and inserted his tool into her slit. It slid all the way in, and they both sighed and moaned with the sheer heavenly pleasure of it. She raised her hips high, and they met his onward plunging tool until it seemed as though both sweating bodies were on a body instead of two.
His tool wasn't as big as Barney's but the tip had an upward curve to it that thrilled her immeasurably. It seemed to pierce her body in two with sheer animal pleasure.
He slowly pushed it all the way into her slit up-up-up, until she felt as though it was going to come out of her mouth. He bent his dark head and fixed his lips on her nipples, sucking and licking away. The nipples rose and became hard under the nipping pressure of his sharp teeth. He pulled and tore with savage animal passion at her beautiful silky breasts, ravaging them until they grew pink.
She moaned and moved her legs wider apart. The moist and meaty crack opened and his tool slid all the way in, causing a delicious tickling sensation. She tightened her vaginal muscles, clenching them on his stiff rod. Her hands rose to his chest, and her fingers touched his nipples, playing with them gently while he pronged her. His hips rose and fell, swaying and undulating as his tool slipped greasily in and out, in and out. She brought her creamy thighs together, tightening the hold of her slit on his tool, and affording both of them immense pleasure. Her long legs wrapped around his back, urging him on and on.
They both sensed the orgasm coming and both pumped away furiously. Then he came. A Niagara of semen spurted out of the tiny hole in his tool, inundating her vagina. She gasped and moaned, and he gasped and groaned in pure ariimal ecstasy, the sweat breaking out on both their heaving bodies.
Amelia remained with Tony another hour during which they did it again, then she took a cab home.