Chapter 15
When they arrived back in New York, Barney discovered that Tony and Leonard had stolen two of his best accounts. He was furious. It seemed that they had started their machinations from the very day he entered the hospital almost three weeks ago.
Barney was beside himself. The two accounts totalled over a million dollars in billing and he couldn't very well afford to lose them. But there was no sense in crying over spilt milk. As before, he grimly determined to go out for newer and bigger accounts.
Amelia reminded him what the doctors had told him, that he was to take it easier, not drive himself so relentlessly. But he refused to listen to her. It wasn't just a question of the money, although that certainly was important. His ego was at stake. He wasn't going to let any four-flushers like Tony D'Onofrio take away his best accounts without putting up a stiff fight! In fact, he had just about made up his mind to raid their clients, in turn. Give the bastards a taste of their own medicine.
On the q.t., Barney found out who their best clients were and made overtures to them. He even offered to kick back five percent of the regular agency discount if they would use his agency instead. One big client, a sewing machine compnay, nibbled at the bait. Barney outdid himself providing the theme for the campaign, and sure enough, he stole the sewing machine account away from D'Onofrio and Robertson. He snorted with grim satisfaction. The raiding party had just begun.
Next, he went after a big men's hat account they had, offering them all sorts of inducements in addition to a brand-new livewire advertising campaign. The hat company meant an additional $250,000 a year in billing, and he was determined to get it After one solid month of plugging, he got the account.
Then one day Barney received a phone call from Tony suggesting that they have lunch together to talk things over. Barney's first inclination was to tell Tony to go to hell, but he was curious to hear what Tony would have to say.
They both had bloody marys and made small talk. Then Tony came to the point.
"You've been raiding our accounts, Barney," he said.
"You've got one hell of a nerve," Barney interrupted, "Who started the raids?"
"I know, I know," Tony soothed him, signaling the waiter for a second round of drinks, "But maybe we can get together. This is doing neither of us any good. We can't go on like this indefinitely, raiding each other's accounts, can we? That doesn't make sense."
"What did you have in mind?" Barney asked cautiously.
"A merger," Tony replied, "A merger of both our agencies."
"And how would we handle the money end? Meaning who gets what?" Barney asked, marvelling at his effrontery.
"One third for each of us," Tony said.
"You're out of your mind. I'm collecting 100 percent of the take now. Why should I give away two thirds?" Barney asked angrily. His nerves were on edge and his voice rose as he asked the question.
"Because well be adding our accounts to your accounts and you'll only be doing one third of the work. We'll split it up evenly, the workload. Barney, let's talk sense. You can't go on operating a one-man shop like you've been doing seven days a week. It's physically impossible. You're bound to break down sooner or later."
"Since when did you become so concerned about my health?" Barney sneered.
'I'm offering you an excellent business proposition, Barney. Think it over," Tony said.
Barney half rose in his seat. "I don't have to think things over. You can go to hell," he said and strode out of the restaurant.
Tony had a solitary lunch, then he put in a phone call to Amelia and told her what had happened. He asked if he could see her privately and she told him to come over to the apartment. There was no danger that Barney would be home before midnight the way he was working these days.
Tony took a taxi to the apartment and was greeted at the door with a tender, loving kiss.
"It's been so long," Amelia said, rubbing her loins against his, "Why have you stayed away, darling? I've missed you." And she took hold of his penis in her hand, rubbing it gently.
"Actually, I came over to ask you to prevail on Barney to change his mind," Tony said, trying to keep his cool despite the pleasurable sensation in his crotch.
"I doubt if I can do it," Amelia said, kissing him passionately, crushing her lips against his. She took his hand and raised it to her ripe bosom, wriggling her hips seductively.
"Will you at least try, Amelia?" Tony asked, picking up her dress and cupping the palm of his hand against her loins. He could feel the bump of her Venus mound throbbing. With his other hand, he caressed her bosom, loving the sensation of her nipples getting hard and thick.
"I'll try, Tony darling," Amelia whispered, fingering his penis. She unzipped his fly and felt for his naked penis underneath his shorts. It felt hot and thick and throbbed between her graceful fingers. She sank to her knees and took his penis in her mouth, swallowing the curving, meaty head of it.
Tony sighed as he felt her moist lips on his tool sucking away passionately. His knees buckled slightly and his eyes half closed at the voluptuous pleasure of her mouth on his member.
Amelia sucked away furiously, caressing his heavy-hanging balls lovingly. Then Tony suddenly backed away, feeling the orgasm almost flowing within his loins. He wasn't just ready to come yet Instead, he took off all her clothes, his greedy hands caressing every inch of her lovely, supple body, his mouth at her breasts and nipples. Then he got down on his knees and buried his hot face between her thighs. His mouth found the lips of her vagina and his tongue flickered inside her vagina and played with her clitoris. She moaned in delight at the lovely, tickling sensation, pressing his curly head in closer to her slit.
Then she asked him to lie down on the bed while she undressed him completely, fondling his nipples and penis and hairy balls. Tony lay on the bed, rapt in delight, his tool standing bolt upright and quivering as her wet mouth explored its hot flesh. Then her lips kissed his stomach and chest and went up to his nipples, kissing them and mouthing them delectably while delicious little tickles of pleasure shot through his body. Then she turned him over and inserted her tongue up his backside, licking away furiously.
"Put your slit over my mouth," Tony groaned, "I want to lass you there. Quick!" He was dying with pleasure and wanted to reciprocate. She did as he asked and he licked and sucked away, his tongue flickering in and out a mile a minute as she sucked away at his tool. They did this for about fifteen minutes, experiencing the most delightful sensations from the act. Then Tony decided it was time to screw Amelia.
He mounted her and fit the tip of his tool between the lips of her vagina. She moaned, her beautiful eyes distraught as she felt the sweet, heavenly thickness of his meat inside her slit. He shoved it all the way in, groaning deep in his throat at the tickling sensation, then slowly withdrew it, dripping from her moist vagina. A drop of semen oozed out of the tiny hole in his tool. He seized both her breasts in his powerful hands and squeezed them passionately, fingering her luscious nipples, twiddling them and kissing them until they rose thick and juicy as wine corks. His hips wriggled and undulated as he pumped in and out of her slit, and her hips rose to meet his tool until their bodies were like one heaving, sweating body instead of two.
She stopped as a sudden thought occurred to her. He felt her grow limp in his arms and he looked at her.
"What's the matter, honey?" he asked.
"I was just wondering what your reaction would be if I divorced Barney?" she said.
"I don't know what you mean," Tony said, trying to figure her out.
"Do you have any personal interest in me, Tony, aside from sex?" Amelia asked.
"I think you're a charming, delightful woman," he said cautiously, "And I can't think of anyone I enjoy sex more with."
"Tony, do you love me enough to marry me if I divorce Barney?" she asked.
"Mmmm, let me think about it," he murmured. Actually, he had no such intention. And he continued pumping away, his hips rising and falling methodically, his balls bouncing with the rhythm of his passionate fornicating.
His lips fell upon her nipples, kissing and licking them as he pumped away. He shoved his penis in and out, in and out furiously as he felt the orgasm coming to a head. She reached up and began twiddling his nipples in a last minute erotic movement as she felt his huge tool pierce her very vitals.
Then he ejaculated. "Oh god!" he groaned, shoving it in as far as it would go, loving the delicious tickles that emanated outward from his loins. She locked her legs around his heaving back, writhing in delight under him until the last drop of thick hot semen spurted out of his tool.