Becoming the Man He was Meant to Be Pt. 01

Sherry had to fight to keep from laughing. Jeff seldom got put in his place, which was mainly because he generally interacted only with women that made their way in the world fucking college students. He fancied himself to be a tough guy but only used the persona on women and horny college boys. Serena smiled broadly over her man defending her honor which she thought was ironic given the fact that she was a whore. Jeff looked as if he could chew nails. But instead of responding directly to Tony, he turned and roared at Sherry.

"Look, maybe you better explain things to your little boyfriend, Bitch!"

Sherry was visibly shaken by the vehemence of her husband's tone.

Before she could speak Jeff snarled, "Go on slut! Tell the pretty rich boy exactly what you are and who I am!"

"Um Tony, Jeff is more than my husband. He owns this house and everything in it, including me. Any business conducted here is with him. I am only the conduit."

"Jeff, I seem to have misunderstood. How much do you want for your piss ant little business, this house and everything in it, including Sherry?" Tony asked as if he was contemplating making an offer on the local general store. The nature and tone of the question took Jeff by surprise and had the odd effect of calming the brutish man down.

"It wasn't this house we had in mind for you. The woman across the way wants to retire to someplace sunny and would entertain your bid."

"I would be happy to talk to her about her house later. Right now I am talking to you about this house. How much?"

"You're serious? Well fuck, basically you want everything I own except my bank account. I got a fucking good income here, nice place, talented stable and this filly is priceless when it comes to sucking cock; three million dollars."

"Done!" Tony said as he extracted a form bill of sale from the small brief case he carried.

He filled in the blanks and instructed Jeff to fill in his full name and sign. The document read in part.

I Jeffery Wanman Campbell agree to sell the property at 123 Prospect Lane, Endeavor, MO and all of its contents that I own as well as certain other personal property associated with the real property to Stone Man Properties, Grand Cayman for the sum of Three Million Dollars. This agreement constitutes a total transfer of all of my assets in Endeavor, MO to the aforementioned buyer.

Tony added one more little note at the bottom.

For the additional sum of one million dollars I agree not to compete with any businesses in Endeavor, MO. To insure compliance with this clause I further agree not own or occupy any property within two hundred miles of Endeavor, MO at anytime in the future.

Tony knew the last clause would never hold up in court. But he was reasonably sure that Jeff wouldn't know that or care to challenge. The fool had thrown out a figure that was at least four times what the property was worth and Tony called his bluff. Tony knew business and he knew that no one with an ego like Jeff's would back out of a deal like that even though he was giving up Sherry in the deal. That is what made the price acceptable to Tony. What he was really buying was her freedom.

"You need to go pack, Jeff. You need to get your ass out of my house and you have a long way to go before you can sleep. Oh and keep in touch so my lawyers can find you. Sherry will be filing for divorce in the morning. I can't have my property married to a piece of shit like you."

"Fuck, you think I actually married this cunt?" He spat out and then stormed off to pack up his clothes and what few personal items he cared about. Though he knew that he had been beaten, he didn't care. The four million dollar check Tony had given him along with what he had stashed away from his years as a pimp made defeat seem like victory. He had come to endeavor twenty-five years earlier with ten thousand dollars he had stolen. He quickly sweet talked his way into the heart of the fifty-year-old former owner of the whore house and then swindled her out of everything she owned. Sherry was a runaway when he picked her up on the highway. Jeff's last words had finally killed any feelings Sherry thought she had for him. He had bargained her away for mere money and had not even bothered to say good bye. Through all the years that he had sold her and humiliated her and all the things that he made her do for him she had loved him and even honored him. He had always claimed to love her even when calling her the foulest of names. He said that was his way and that he liked whores. He said he couldn't really love anything but a whore. As she stood there weeping all became crystal clear.

"Serena stay with Sherry I need to go make sure that bastard doesn't take anything he shouldn't," Tony said and moved toward the stairs.

Sherry grabbed his arms and begged him, "Please Tony, let it go. Let him take whatever he wants. It doesn't matter, he won't take much anyway. He got the money. Please just let it end."

"Ok, if that if what you want."

"Thank you Tony, for that and for showing me what he really is and how he really felt about me. Oh and I will honor his bargain. I am yours. I will do for you whatever you want."

"Stop, I don't own you. People can't buy and sell other people. I just had to make him think I was buying you. Now was he telling the truth about you two not being married?"

"Yeah at least as far as anything legal-like. We did have a wedding. He called it a whore wedding. He got a friend of his to play the preacher. The guests were five other girls from the house. We all had to be naked except for the pretend preacher. He said some stuff about Jeff and I being joined for life. Jeff marked me with knife near my privates. I was so stupid I really thought that the kinky bastard loved me and felt really married. Shit I had to pay Jeff's friend for officiating with a blow job and I spent my wedding night in bed with Jeff, his friend and five other prostitutes. He called it our love orgy."

Serena wrapped the newly freed woman in her arms and they cried together. Tony stepped into the hall. He didn't know all of Serena's past. But he knew enough to know that she had had her share of bad experiences with johns and pimps. He figured she was better equipped than him to offer support to Sherry.

"I hope you enjoy that dried up cunt you bought, dick-wad," Jeff said as he passed on the way out.

Tony didn't bother to comment. He was just happy to see the man drive away and out of Sherry's life. After a few more minutes he returned to the parlor. The women were sitting and talking softly.

"Ladies, if you like I can find somewhere else to be."

"No come in Tony," Sherry said wiping away one last tear. "This is your place you can be wherever you want."

"No Sherry, this is your house. I will have my lawyers do the transfer papers as soon as possible."

"Tony, you can't do that! You paid a fortune for this place. I could never repay you," She protested.

"I didn't pay that money for this house and the business conducted here. I couldn't stand the idea of you being at that jack ass's mercy until he one day tossed you out. If you don't want it as gift you can buy it. I will take payments, say ten dollars a week. The house isn't worth all that much really. It is the business that has value and this contract doesn't convey the business."

"It conveys everything he owned and he owned me as sure as he owned this house," She said as if she may be trying to convince Tony to take possession of her.

"Well than if you insist on that line of thought, what I bought was your freedom."

"Thank you," She said softly as she stood and walked toward him.

She knew well what Serena and Tony had. Long talks with Tony had revealed his love for Serena. The look in Serena's jade-like eyes revealed her love for him. That did not matter at that moment because she also knew that Tony and Serena's relationship would always have room for other lovers. Sherry wanted to make love to Tony and Serena's presence only meant that there would be a witness or a third body involved. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stood up on her toes as she pulled his face to hers. Their mouths met and she parted her lips inviting his tongue to enter. He couldn't resist. Serena became aroused as she watched Tony cup Sherry's buttocks and lift her up from the floor. Sherry wrapped her legs around him and ground her dampening sex into his body as the kissed deepened and grew more passionate.

Serena moved her hand to her crotch and began to rub herself as she watched the erotic dance in the middle of the floor. Sherry broke the kiss and looked back over her shoulder at Serena. She smiled and beckoned the dark hair beauty to join them.

"Tony, please take me and your beautiful love to bed. Let us both make love with you in your new house. Show us both what it means to be possessed by such an amazing and powerful man," Sherry purred into Tony's ear as Serena floated across the room to join them.

The experienced madam knew the words Tony needed to hear to make owning her and Serena alright. Jeff had insisted that she accept his ownership. She wanted Tony to be her owner. Tony needed to know that it was not fear or even love but his very essence that gave him dominion. Sherry was more than happy to stroke the sexy young man's ego and bring Serena along for the ride. Serena added her own plea.

"Oh god yes, Sir, take us to bed and let us combine to please you as you deserve," Serena moaned.

Tony let Sherry slide back down to the floor and simply said, "Lead the way, my sweet pets."

Both women's excitement grew with the knowledge that they were indeed the pets of such an amazing man. Sherry eschewed the third floor and the private rooms she had shared with Jeff. Instead she took the couple to her favorite play room. It was a large room that Sherry always thought looked like some Hollywood producer's idea of an elegant nineteenth century brothel room. The walls were covered in an antiques maroon wall paper that had velveteen designs running over it like vines. The former madam had imported some old lithographs from Europe that depicted various scenes of sexual encounters. The huge four poster brass bed had come from an old southern plantation that had been spared from Sherman's torch only to end up rotting away from lack of care. The bed was half canopied with a rich sateen fabric over the top and sheer pink draperies hanging along the sides. An array of decidedly twentieth century sex toys were strewn over an antique mahogany vanity on one side of the room. Next to the vanity was a long sealed fire place with an ornate marble mantle. On the other side of the room was a matching dresser with a silk stocking enticingly dangling down from a half opened drawer. On either side of the dresser sat inviting barrel shaped chairs with rich tucked upholstery. Whatever windows the room had were concealed behind thick damask draperies. The floor was covered with a large hand woven rug that bore an oriental themed design. The intricately crafted dragons seemed to be chasing the nubile nude women around the floor.

None of that mattered to the trio. They were not there to admire the architecture or provide a piece for Better Cat Houses and Brothels. They were there to share a passionate encounter born of the inescapable heat of the moment. All that mattered in that room was the bed. Even that was not really necessary. They could as soon have fucked on the floor or in a field of grass or even atop a table. As soon as they entered the room clothes began to fly in all directions. It was as if they were competing in some strange race to see who could fully expose their flesh first. Sherry won the gold and Tony the Silver. Serena had been too enraptured watching Sherry undress to tend to her own unwrapping. It was partially just the excitement of seeing someone new naked that captured Serena's attention. However, more than that, Serena felt a genuine attraction and desire toward the prostitute that she had met less than an hour before. She knew this was a good thing. It was clear that Sherry's enticingly submissive way would increase the affection Tony already felt for her. The three of them crawled unto the bed looking reminiscent of tigers stalking their prey.

Almost in unison the two women asked, "What can we do for you Sir?"

"Sherry, I have never tasted your pussy. Come feed me your sweet nectar while Serena sucks my cock," Tony ordered gently.

Sherry placed one knee on either side of Tony's face and slowly lowered her hairless crotch to his mouth. Jeff had insisted that Sherry keep herself completely hairless below the waist. At fifty-seven, Jeff was fifteen years her senior and called her his little girl. Sherry chose not to consider the implications of his desire for her to be hairless. She waxed every other day to catch any hairs that remained after years of electrolysis. She had made it her mission to keep Jeff happy.

Tony made it his mission that day to devourer Sherry's pussy. He wanted her to feel good after the experience of the afternoon. The crude J shaped scar Tony saw for the first time made him wish his tongue could do more than pleasure her. He wished to heal her of all the wounds inflicted by Jeff. However, he hadn't any magic cures to offer so he settled for temporarily making her forget the bastard. Tony's tongue moved from her clit to her pink pussy and back in rapid succession as Serena worshiped his cock with her luscious lips. Sherry put her hands on Tony's chest to steady herself as she bucked on his face. Serena smiled as she sucked her lover while listening to the erotic moans he elicited from Sherry. Without asking the younger woman moved up Tony's body and captured his cock in her pussy. Then she pulled Sherry's face to her face and kissed the older woman deeply. As one woman rode Tony's cock and the other his tongue, they embraced, holding each other while their tongues danced. Their hands found each other's tits as they bounced upon their shared lover. The threesome came as one. Their combined cries of passion filled the ornate whorehouse room.

After a rest and a shared shower the three of them went across the street. Tony bought his second whorehouse in one day from the very nice grey haired owner. The price for the second house was much more reasonable. He wondered if there were any young men still paying the sixty-something woman to fuck them. He figured there likely were. After all of the different sexual perversions he had seen recently, fucking old ladies didn't seem that extreme. The woman insisted on a side agreement for Tony to keep on any of the current girls that wished to stay on and Tony pledge to treat those girls well. Sherry and Serena assured the woman that Tony was a good man. Privately, Sherry told her what Tony had done for her. When their business was finished Tony told the woman that she could take her time moving.

He insisted that Sherry come to the hotel with them for the night. Though he doubted Jeff would risk blowing the deal by returning he didn't want her to be alone. It was hard to be sure about a bastard like Jeff and besides Tony knew that Sherry was hurting. Sherry slept with Serena that night. Tony slept alone for the first time in months.

The next day while Serena and Sherry met with Jack, Tony took a drive out to the Dimpler farm. He had gifts for all of them. The small tokens he carried with him. A few large ones needed to be delivered. For the whole family there was a satellite dish and a large television. Don got a new Armani suit and a motorcycle. The younger boys got video games, VCRs and televisions for their rooms. Mr. Dimpler got a box of fine cigars and a new tractor. Mrs. Dimpler got some perfume, a nice new dress that Serena had picked out and a complete set of new kitchen appliances. Billy's new watch would help him get home on time when he took his new pick up truck to town. Sharon and Connie got jewelry. He gave them each matching gold necklaces and bracelets. Sharon got the deed to a small farm. It was only forty acres and the furnished house was small. But Tony knew it would be enough to help her land a husband. In that area second and third sons needed wives with dowries. Connie got a job offer and one of the apartments being built in town. She also got a more personal gift the others didn't see. He had purchased some very sexy lingerie that he gave her when they took a walk on their own.

Though Mr. Dimpler protested Tony giving them such gifts it was obvious that the farmer was very pleased. Tony had assured him that the gifts were heartfelt and well deserved. He told Mr. Dimpler that his break week with them was the only real family time he had ever known. The farmer was also very happy to see his daughter go walking with Tony. He thought the handsome city boy would make a fine son-in-law.

"Oh Tony, these are so beautiful," Connie squealed after opening the package. "Come on let's find a place for me to try them on!"

Tony ran after her and they ended up in the very same sheep shearing shed where he, Billy and Jake had fucked.

"Damn, baby, it's too cold to get naked here," He said as she started to strip.

"I am sure you can get me hot," She said as she stepped out of her dress. "Now turn around until I get changed."

Tony complied even though he thought it was a funny request since he had seen her naked many times. When he turned around he decided it was a good idea. She was wearing the skimpy red baby doll top and sheer panties. The sight of her in the nearly see-thru sexy lingerie gave him an instant erection. The best part was how her nipples harden by the cold pressed into the sheer fabric. He gave his best wolf whistle.

"Damn baby you are hot!"

She didn't say anything. She just walked up to him, unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection. They kissed while she fondled his manhood and he caressed her tits and ass through the skimpy silky material. Neither of them was in the mood for much foreplay though. After a few minutes she took his hand and led him over to the shearing bench. She turned around and pressed her palms to the bench while bending slightly. He undid his belt and let his pants fall to his ankles while yanking down her panties. She squealed in delight as he entered her roughly. Her cunt was wet and ready and he began to ride her hard using long deep thrusts. She bucked back against him as if trying to take in even more of his cock. It wasn't long before she was cumming under the intense stimulation of the rough ride. Her orgasm triggered Tony's eruption. The whole thing was over in less than twenty minutes. They both knew that they had to get back to the house before anyone got suspicious. They dressed and hurried across the meadow. Connie kept the sexy gift on under her clothes.

Though they never knew it they need not have hurried back. Mr. Dimpler had no doubt that Tony had fucked his daughter. Truth was though he clung to the fantasy that his daughter was a virgin, in the cold light of day he was fairly sure that she had long ago spread her legs in the hayloft. He was short on formal education but he was very wise when it came to most things. The ways of men and women and young adults' lustful behavior were things he understood well. He had been very popular as a young man. The future Mrs. Dimpler was a beauty and she was not a virgin when they began dating nor was their wedding night the first time they made love. She was honest with him about the one man she had slept with before him. It was a sweet talking Ballmon student that she dated for six months before letting him have her virginity. She was devastated a few months later when he broke it off just before graduation. She had been sure he was going to marry her. Robert Dimpler was not as honest with his future wife about his own experience with a Ballmon student. He did tell her about his past with the ladies. Neither of them ever regretted getting married.