The truth of the matter was, each had found something to push him on. Each sold as well as he did because he had to make a future for himself. Orgiurio had monopolized all of Mickey's time since that fateful night he and Silo had burst into her home and found her and Jenna eating each other's cunts. And the oddest thing was, unlike all the other girls, Mickey was far from tiresome. The more he got to know her, the more he liked her. The more time they spent together, the more time he wanted to spend with her. Even being near her while working in the office was a kind of blessing.
Mickey felt the same way about him. Without realizing it, she really was falling madly in love with him. She looked forward to seeing him every morning in the office. And she could hardly wait until after office hours to be alone with him.
Though they fucked wildly most of the time they were together, they soon discovered the pleasure of being in each other's company without getting physical. It was enough just to be with each other. And, as Jenna had predicted, the more they loved one another, the less jealous each became of the other.
But it was Joe who had to learn the final lesson, not Mickey. Mickey was more than content with her relationship with Joe, and no longer thought of seeking out other men. It never occurred to her Joe might still have a yearning to wander, but even if it had, she loved him enough she would have wished him total fulfillment.
Joe, on the other hand, was unable to understand why he was so happy with Mickey. He was used to playing a large field and fucking at least three different women a week. Since making it with Mickey the second time, he had seen her, and only her. True, he had gotten in a lot more fucking with Mickey than he would have with three different women a week. Still, something nagged at the back of his mind. Why didn't he want to fuck another broad? What was happening to him? What made him content to plumb the same cunt night after night?
The questions continued revolving in his head day after day, even tough he did nothing about seeking out other women. Still, it bothered him those times he drove from one insurance appointment to another.
His problem was finally resolved on a Friday afternoon. He had received a reply to one of the many mailers he sent out. A Miss Adrienne Tanibler had sent back a reply stating her need for an insurance savings plan. Joe had phoned her, set up an appointment with her for Friday afternoon, and when the time came, hurried out there.
He pulled his Corvette up in front of the apartment building whose address was on the reply, and taking his briefcase, went in. The hall had a clean, Lysol smell about it as he examined the mailboxes to see which apartment Miss Tambler occupied. It was one on the first floor. At least he wouldn't have to climb stairs.
Going through the open lobby door, Orgiurio, in his neatly pressed gray suit, strode confidently toward the apartment. When he reached it, he pushed the bell, and a moment later the door was opened.
Before him stood one of the most intriguing blondes he'd seen in a long while. Her hair was very long, running well below her shoulder blades down her back. She was wearing a tight halter of some kind of red and white see-through material, and Joe saw through. He saw trough to a pair of tits larger than those he'd remembered Jenna Murray sporting. He could make out the light-brown nipples and large areolas through the flimsy material, and it set his anxious cock to growing. Her bare midriff was a deep tan, like her face. She wasn't what he would have called beautiful, but she had that sexual aura about her that said "Let's fuck". The hips beneath her dungaree shorts were ample, and she had nice legs. Immediately Joe felt an urge he had suppressed for quite a while, and this time he didn't want to suppress it.
"Come on in,," she invited, holding the door wide.
He nodded and stepped into the living room of a three-room apartment. The kitchen was immediately to the left of the living room. He usually did business in the kitchen, sitting around a table. But he had the distinct impression this was one chick who didn't go for kitchens. Instead, they went directly into the living room and sat on the sofa against the near wall.
They talked for a while, Orgiurio able to determine she was earning a good enough living to afford a small savings plan. But all the while they talked he had the urge to reach out and grab those tits. She knew it, too. He could tell by the amused look in her eyes that she was fully aware of what was happening to him.
Shit! She was a cock-teaser. Who the hell wanted anything to do with one of those?
Surprisingly, she liked his idea of the size of the policy he had to offer, and she accepted the plan, He filled out the application while she made out a check. She signed the app, and he put it away with the check in his briefcase. Then he zipped it up and prepared to go.
"I'll bet you work pretty hard," she said.
"Hard enough," he acknowledged.
"Why don't you rest awhile, unless you have another appointment."
"No more appointments today," he admitted.
"Well then, relax," she offered, getting off, the couch, kneeling down in front of him, and taking off his shoes.
Orgiurio was no dummy. She was making a direct offer. It was straightforward, and he intended handling it the same way.
Reaching down, he grabbed the nape of her neck and hauled her up on the sofa beside him. She came easily, and when he pressed his mouth to hers, he found her lips wide apart, her tongue ready and waiting to do battle with his. Her arms
twined around his neck, squeezing his face even closer to hers, trying to fuse it to hers as if it were molten metal. His fingers were already caressing her shoulders on their way down to the swell of her large, solid tits. And all the while their tongues continued dancing together. He could hear her making tiny, thrilled sounds in her throat.
His excited cock, already hard, became ramrod stiff as it poked against the tight pants of his suit. The woman was already removing his jacket and tossing it on the floor. Wild sensations of desire flooded trough his balls, almost overwhelming him. Odd that a little tingling in the back of his brain kept trying to restrain him. He did his best to ignore it.
"Let's go into the bedroom," she whispered when she was able to pull her mouth from his.
He nodded his assent, and the two rose together and entered the bedroom. It had a large double bed with a window on either side. Adrienne pulled down the shades while he shut the bedroom door. There was no one else in the apartment, but Orgiurio was a man who liked to insure his privacy whenever possible. Then he turned to face her, and saw she had removed her shorts and halter.
She stood in front of him, totally nude, once more making his hot cock strain against his pants. He could already feel the hot, sticky drops of juice oozing out of the pulsing dome, wetting the stretched material of his shorts.
She stood with her legs spread apart, her arms akimbo, thrusting those monumental tits toward him as if daring him to play with tern. The tip of her wet pink tongue raced across her lips.
The wet lips of her cunt protruded toward him, also, barely hidden by the blonde fuzz on her snatch. He could see the pink gash between the pouting lips of her cunt, and in the afternoon sunlight the juice leaking from between them made
everything glisten with a shimmering sheen. Those high, perfectly oval boobs stabbed out at him like twin hillocks waiting for the caress of his hands.
Orgiurio stared at her and once again shut out the little signal at the back of his brain. Her hands were already sliding up and down her taut body, stroking her belly and massaging her sweet cunt. When she got to her throbbing cunt, she began to stroke it, whispering, "Come on, take it, its all yours.
Orgiurio waited no longer. He removed his clothing hastily, revealing his long, thick, hard cock to her. He could tell by the way her eyes bugged out that she hadn't expected anything quite that long.
"Oh Christ!" she muttered. "Let's not waste time with preliminaries. I want that thing buried in me to the hilt!"