Chapter 13
Barney's mother went back to Vermont after three weeks. Barney had taken a little time off to be with her but now that she was gone, he plunged right back into work.
Meanwhile, Tony and Leonard Robertson had been having a series of quiet lunches together. They discussed the possibility of forming their own agency and taking as many of the accounts with them as possible. This way they could split the profits 50-50 down the line instead of Barney taking the lion s share. There was nothing unethical about it; many agencies had been formed this way. They decided to sound out all the agency's clients to see how they would feel about it.
The first chent Tony went to see was Dorothy Mays, the woman who had built up the cosmetics business from nothing into a $2 million a year business. Dorothy was secretly annoyed with Barney because he had been too busy to have sexual relations with her, and she welcomed this visit from Tony with his dark good looks.
Tony went over the new campaign with her and she complimented him on the fine layout which he had personally executed.
"We've been neglecting you, Dorothy-"
"Not you. Barney."
This was the opening he was looking for. 'What would you think if you were to get individual attention from Leonard and myself?"
"If you give me layouts like this, I'd be very happy about it."
It was then Tony told her about their idea for a new agency without Barney. She was quite enthusiastic and said she would be only too glad to be their first client, just as long as she received personal assurance that she would continue to get individual attention. She brushed up against him as she said this and Tony took the cue and kissed her. She kissed him back hard, her tongue in his mouth.
She asked him if he was married and he told her twice and that was twice too much. She complained that her husband didn't give her sexual satisfaction. He was something of a momma's boy and placed her on a pedestal instead of ripping her clothes off and raping her, which was what she really wanted. She asked if he thought she was a nymphomaniac because next to her cosmetics business, she seemed to think of nothing but sex day and night. He told her not at all. She apparently was dissatisfied and rightly so. Every woman had the right to a normal sex life. Before he could even finish the sentence, she had plumped herself down on his lap and kissed him. Her tongue was curling around his tongue and she was wriggling her round bottom on top of his hardening penis.
Then she unzipped his fly and took his tool out, admiring the thickness and largeness of it. She said her husband had a very small penis and her vagina was too large for it; she hoped Tony's penis would fit her vagina properly so she could get some satisfaction. She was dying for sex!
She locked the door, quickly slipped out of her dress, and stood revealed in her brassiere and panties, a lovely full bosomed woman ready for pleasure.
He unhooked her brassiere and her breasts sprang out, rose tipped, ripe, juicy looking. He applied his mouth to her nipples and she gasped in delight, murmuring that her husband never did that, never.
She pressed his head to her bosom, fondling his penis and murmuring sweet endearments, encouraging him on. He nibbled and sucked at her nipples until they became hard and erect and moist with his warm saliva.
Meanwhile, his hand crept underneath her panties and cupped her mons veneris, caressing the mound of joy until she thought she would collapse with the delight of his probing fingers. His index finger found her slit and slipped all the way inside, the knuckle bumping against her curly pubis. In and out his finger slipped while his hot mouth was pressed to her nipples.
"Please screw me now, Tony, I just can't wait!" she gasped, "Put your tool inside my slit now. Now!"
Tony had wanted to play around with her more, but he saw that she really couldn't wait. She was like a panting tigress in her desire for sex. She impatiently pulled her panties down herself and stretched out on the couch, her legs wide apart, ready for his entrance.
Tony started to undress but she begged him to come into her that very instant and to undress later for the second time. She just couldn't wait!
He did as she wished and mounted her. The moment he inserted his penis inside her vagina, she spasmed, groaning in her intense pleasure. She was one of the most passionate woman he had ever encountered in his extensive experience.
He shoved his tool all the way in while she wriggled her voluptuous hips on the couch. She murmured sweet obscenities, words he never dreamed a woman would know, urging him on.
His tool slid in in in, all the way in, and her eyes lit up in delight and wonder at the sheer pleasure of the hugeness of his flesh inside her.
She closed her thighs tightly to make his entrance more pleasurable for both of them. Tony knew how to hold back his own ejaculation in order to give his partner the utmost pleasure. He slowly inserted it, his own hips revolving slowly and surely while with his capable, powerful hands, he kneaded her ripe breasts, his head bent forward kissing her wet nipples.
"I'm dying, Tony, don't stop, screw me forever, ohhhhh, it feels so good, ohhhh, how big and juicy it feels, do it, do it, do it!"
His big, hairy globes were bouncing against her rounded melon-like buttocks and she pushed her hips up against his probing tool, matching stroke for stroke of his onward pushing penis. She raised her buttocks to get closer and closer to his tool. She could hear his heavy panting, feel his muscles straining against her soft, lovely body.
She sensed that he was trying to give her as much pleasure as possible to make up for the pallid, lacklustre lovemaking she had experienced with her weak sister of a husband. She felt lost in the sensations he was creating inside her vagina, grinding her thighs passionately, tightly on his member. She experienced half a dozen wonderful orgasms before he finally ejaculated.
"Ohhh god!" she moaned in delight as she felt the hot spurt of his semen shooting inside her palpitating cunny, the sweet tickling sensation of the orgasm enveloping both their panting, heaving bodies.
They both lay there, mute, insensate for several moments. Then she asked him to take off all his clothes and, as soon as he gathered his strength, to do it again. She simply couldn't get enough of his masterful screwing. She was starved for sex.
He took off all his clothes and they sat side by side on the couch, fondling and caressing each other's naked body. His shoulders felt so strong and powerful under her touch. They rippled and felt hard-a real man's shoulders. She ecstatically ran her hands along the little bills and valleys of muscle beneath the flesh.
Then she sank to her knees and took his still limp member in her mouth, quivering with desire for him. She felt the tool slowly stiffen and the thick flesh filled her mouth. She sucked away voraciously until she judged he was ready to come into her again. There would be plenty of sucking later in his subsequent visits; right now, she wanted his tool inside her cunny, as much as he could give her.
Then she was lying on the couch again and his lips were at her nipples and his tongue running around them in small circles. She trembled and shook, feeling the pink tips harden under his hot, wet tongue.
His hands moved to her creamy, supple thighs, and he felt them part slightly in response to his touch. Her heavy breasts flattened against his hairy chest. Her groin crushed into his and her red lips sought his, hungrily, thirstily, never satisfied, her tongue flickering wetly against his tongue, curling around it sensually. Then he felt her cool hands on his penis, and he quivered with pleasure at the sensation of her long graceful fingers fondling his tool, caressing the upward curving tip of it, cupping his heavy-hanging, hairy balls.
Then she inserted the tip into the mouth of her slit, and he slowly slid the monster up deep into her cunny. She sighed and moaned as the rigid tool slid slowly up the channel of her womanhood.
"How big it is, how nice and thick your tool is, ooooh shove it in me, I love it, love it, love it."
He needed no urging to shove his member deep into her cunny. It slid in and out, in and out as though it had a life of its own, and he listened to her moaning with intense pleasure.
She raised her hands to his bare chest and twiddled his nipples until they were hard and erect, delicious tremors of tickling exciting him on and on. Then she raised her head and kissed his nipples, and he almost fainted with the ecstasy of her red, wet lips on his nipples while he push-pulled away like a pile driving engine of love.
"Tit for tit," he murmured and bent his head down and began frantically sucking her nipples and breasts, squeezing and clutching her breasts until they became pink with the blood flowing from his urgent fingers tugging at them.
His hips rose and fell as he shoved away, and her legs wrapped around his back tightly, encouraging him on to greater and greater screwing. Then he could hold back no longer; he came, the sticky hot semen spurting into her cunny. They both collapsed on the couch, their mouths wetly kissing, their tongues flickering and curling and tickling as the orgasm seized both of them in its grip.
Fortunately for Barney, all his clients didn't react the same way to Tony or Leonard Robertson. He had a total of fifteen clients and six of them agreed to go along with Tony and Leonard, the rest choosing to remain with Barney. Nevertheless, these six clients represented a sizeable chunk of his gross, and Barney was thunderstruck, to put it mildly, when the two told him of their plans. At first, he was angry and told them what he thought of them for taking along six of his best clients. Then he attempted to reason with them, offered them a larger percentage of the agency's profits. But they had already made up their minds to go into business for themselves.
Nothing daunted, Barney made up his mind to get a dozen new chents to make up for the loss of this business. He was working harder than ever, putting in a seven day, eighty hour week, and Amelia protested that he would ruin his health. But Barney, unbeknownst to her, was determined to become a millionaire by the time he reached forty. Then and only then would he relax his grim efforts.
Barney drove himself mercilessly, going after new clients and keeping his regular clients happy. He had made up his mind not to have any more partners. From now on, it would be strictly a one-man show. He was so busy he didn't even have time for sexual relaxation-not with Amelia or any of the girls at the office. No one. He even slept at the office many an evening when he had put in too many hours. He had a cot he slept on that folded away in a closet.
Little by little, Barney managed to acquire new clients for his agency and as he did so, he put on more and more help to service them.
One day, he got a phone call from the president of a hotel chain. The hotel chain was opening a new hotel in Puerto Rico and the president was thinking of changing his advertising agency in order to publicize the opening. Would Barney come over to see him and talk the project over? Barney said he would be only too delighted. He spent something like three hours there going over projected plans for the opening and said he would return the following day with the theme for an advertising campaign. He worked like a demon with his art director and came up with several themes. The president liked one of them and asked if Barney could fly down to Puerto Rico to look over the new hotel. Barney reluctantly agreed. Te figured he could wrap up the whole thing within forty-eight hours without any trouble and then return to the office.
But he hadn't reckoned on Dolores. Dolores was a lithe, creamy skinned Puerto Rican girl he met there who literally captured his heart. She worked for the hotel in the office and acted as translator for him when he asked questions of the Spanish speaking employees. Barney couldn't keep his eyes off her bosom and she couldn't keep her eyes off his crotch. It was a case of mutual attraction, and it didn't take long for them to go to bed with each other. In fact, it happened the first night Barney was there. He had gone several weeks without sex, and he was starved for it.
Dolores lay in the bed, tenderly caressing his head as it swooped up and down between her long legs, his tongue darting in and out of her moist vagina, making her shiver with ecstasy.
Then he unhooked her flimsy little brassiere, pulled the straps down and kissed her full breasts. His wet tongue touched the very tip of her nipples, and she shivered again at the sweet sensation. He cupped her breasts, lightly dandling and fondling their fullness. The skin was smooth as silk. He had I never seen such lovely, curving breasts in his life. He kept licking and sucking her breasts and nipples and she moaned in animal pleasure at the tickling sensation. She reached down and fondled his hard penis, loving the feel of the thickness and hardness.
"Shall I suck you?" she softly inquired.
He nodded, wild with excitement. She opened her mouth wide and took his penis in her mouth. She tasted a drop of his semen and swallowed it. Her tongue flickered out, licking at the blue veined surface of his erect hugeness until almost the entire surface of his tool was covered with her perfumed saliva. Meanwhile, he was clutching frantically at her melon-like breasts, squeezing the silky flesh, delighting in the pressure of her wet, slavering mouth on his tool. Her mouth was sliding up and down very slowly and the tickling sensation was marvelous. Just as he was about to ejaculate, he quickly withdrew his penis from her wet, sucking mouth. He lay her down on the bed and spread her legs, giving her furry slit one final kiss. Then he inserted the tip of his penis between the lips of her vagina and slowly slid it in an inch at a time, deliberately holding back to make the sweet sensation last longer. She groaned in her ecstasy as the thick, fleshy tool penetrated her vagina all the way in, clutching at the bedclothes, her scarlet fingernails digging in and tearing at the bedclothes in her passion. Her nipples were like champagne corks in his thirsty mouth, and his wet tongue kept revolving around them, exciting her immeasurably.
"Put your tongue between my legs," she begged, her dark eyes bright with passion. She spread her legs and he nuzzled his head between her creamy thighs, mouthing her bulging mons veneris. He sniffed rapturously at the odor emanating from her vagina. Then he stuck his wet tongue out as far as it could go and began licking her slit voraciously.
He stuck his tongue all the way up her slit, making contact with her clitoris. Her eyes closed in ecstasy. He sniffed rapturously at her vagina, mouthing it, licking it, sucking it as she groaned in her ultimate delight.
His tongue darted in and out, in and out like a snake curling around her clitoris, flickering away in the moist fastnesses of her vagina. Then just to vary it a bit, he began sucking on her toes and caressing her instep, running his hand up her supple calf and thigh. First he sucked the little toe, then the one next to it and so on until he reached the big toe. Dolores shivered with delight as he sucked away at all her toes.
Then they stood body to body, stark naked. He crushed her pointed breasts against his hard chest, his tool between her thighs. They lay down on the bed, and he inserted his huge tool into her slit.
She murmured Spanish endearments to him and he asked her to say it in English.
"Madre de dios, mother of god, that feels very good, senor Barney, ooooh, shove your thing deep inside me. How big your thing is. I am dying of delight!"
He responded to her crooned words of sexual encouragement and shoved his thick, erect tool all the way into her vagina, luxuriating in the moistness and ooziness of the inner flesh and the delicious tickling. He propped his hands underneath her slim buttocks, pushing them upwards to meet the downward thrust of his penis. It slid in wetly. He pumped away furiously, his hands squeezing her breasts, cupping the curving breasts while he pumped away. He bent down and licked her fruity nipples. Then he came. He shot deep inside her and the tickling sensation made him grit his teeth and groan in ecstasy deep in his throat. His hands pulled and tore at her exquisite breasts at that last delicious moment, and they both moaned in delight at the pure ecstasy of the orgasm. They lay there, panting. For the moment, they were sated, but only for the moment. Then they went into the bathroom and took a bath together, resting in each other s arms quietly as the warm water covered their bodies. She fondled his penis and balls lovingly, caressingly, and it felt so good. She twiddled his wet, dripping nipples and fixed her lips on them, licking and sucking away to his enormous pleasure. It tickled deliciously, the feeling of her moist red lips sucking his nipples. Then he stood up in the tub with his back to her, and she darted her tongue up his anus while her graceful fingers fondled his penis and balls. His knees bent a little and sagged as he stood there in the tub, his eyes half closed with ecstasy at the sensation of her tongue darting in and out his backside.
"Lick my balls," he asked.
She lowered her head and devoured his huge, low-hanging balls one at a time, wetly sucking their meaty thickness very gently so as not to hurt him. She took his penis in her mouth inch by inch, swallowing as much as she could until her cheeks were bulging with his male flesh. Now she sucked and sucked away voraciously until he could hold it in no longer; he came. She felt the thick, hot semen spurting in her mouth and she swallowed as much of it as she could, the rest dribbling down her chin.
Barney remained in Puerto Rico for three days and nights, working on the campaign days and making ardent love to Dolores at night. It was better than any vacation he had ever had.