The insurance man gets scissor deductible

“The Insurance Man Gets Scissored Deductible”

James, a seasoned insurance adjuster, sauntered into the office, his polished wingtips clicking against the linoleum. It was just another day at the claims office, or so he thought. Little did James know, his meticulous routine was about to be torn asunder by two vixens of the office, Stacy and Lisa.

Stacy, a voluptuous vixen with fiery red hair, was busily typing away at her desk. Her ample bosom heaved and strained against the buttons of her cathouse-quality blouse. As James passed by, she glanced up, her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief. “Morning, James,” she purred.

Lisa, the other femme fatale, was bent over a filing cabinet, her impossibly tight skirt hugging the curves of her round ass like a second skin. The clack of her stilettos rang out as she sashayed over to James. “Ready for the big claims meeting, stud?” she asked, her crimson lips curling into a seductive grin.

James, somewhat flustered, nodded and made his way to the conference room. Little did he know, the “claims meeting” was just a front for the true agenda of the day.

As James entered the dimly lit conference room, he was startled by the sight before him. Stacy and Lisa were sprawled across the table, their legs spread wide, their skirts hiked up to reveal lacy garters and thigh-high stockings. A pair of gleaming steel scissors lay on the table between them.

“Ah, James,” Stacy cooed. “We’ve been expecting you. Today, we’re going to teach you a lesson about deductibles… and about pleasing women.”

Lisa smirked, her fingers trailing along the sharp edges of the scissors. “That’s right, James. We’re going to give you a very… hands-on lesson.”

James gulped, his tie feeling suddenly tight around his neck. Before he could protest, the two women pounced on him like a pair of naughty schoolgirls. Their hands were everywhere, groping and caressing his body through his crisp suit.

Stacy removed her blouse, revealing her enormous breasts, spilling out of a lacy bra. She pushed James down onto a chair and straddled him, grinding her thong-clad pussy against the growing bulge in his pants. “Mmm, I can feel how hard you are, stud,” she purred.

Meanwhile, Lisa had James’s hands bound behind his back with a pair of silky scarves. She produced a pair of handcuffs and fastened them around James’s ankles, spreading his legs wide. “Time for your lesson, James,” she said with a wicked grin.

Stacy retrieved the scissors from the table and ran them teasingly along James’s chest, snipping away at his shirt buttons. “Now, you’re going to tell us all about deductibles while we have our way with you,” she ordered.

James, now fully aroused, began to ramble nervously about insurance policies and reimbursement rates as the two women continued their onslaught. Lisa gripped the scissors and slowly traced them up James’s inner thigh, threatening to cut through his tailored trousers.

“Th-that’s a b-bad idea,” James stammered. “S-scissors are n-not toys.”

Lisa just laughed and continued her teasing. “Oh, but they’re so much fun to play with. Especially when you’re all tied up.”

Stacy leaned in, her lips brushing against James’s ear as she whispered, “Now, be a good boy and keep talking about those deductibles. And if you’re really lucky, we might just let you come.”

James squirmed and gasped as the two women took turns running the scissors along his body, snicking away at his clothes and scraping tantalizingly close to his most intimate areas. He knew he should protest, but the sensations were too overwhelming.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing, Stacy reached into James’s pants and pulled out his throbbing erection. “Look at what a naughty boy you are,” she mocked, stroke him firmly. “All hard for your secretary.”

Lisa joined her, wrapping her lips around the head of James’s cock and swirling her tongue expertly. Both women worked him with skilled hands and mouths until he was teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

As James felt his orgasm rapidly approaching, Stacy pulled back. “Not so fast, stud,” she said, holding up the scissors. “You didn’t answer our question about deductibles.”

“P-Please,” James begged, his voice hoarse with need. “I’ll do anything… j-just let me come.”

Lisa smirked around his cock and doubled her efforts, sucking him deep and tight. At the same time, Stacy stroked firmly, the scissors resting menacingly against James’s balls.

“N-Now!” James shouted, his body convulsing as he erupted in a powerful climax. Streams of hot cum spurted into Lisa’s eager mouth, who drank down every drop greedily.

As James coming down from his high, Stacy and Lisa released him from his bonds. They lapped up the last drops of his cum and dressed back in their revealing outfits.

“Your lesson is complete, stud,” Lisa said, refreshed perfectly. “Remember, for the next deductible, just say ‘insurance scissors.’ And we’ll be sure to give you another hands-on lesson.”

With that, the two vixens sashayed out of the room, leaving a thoroughly satisfied James, naked and wondering what other “lessons” the future might bring.