The Temptation of Insurance Online

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12:30 PM, feeling a bit impatient, I went straight to XX Insurance Company to find Amy, an insurance agent there. The receptionist led me to a meeting room of about 70 square feet. The room was simply furnished, with a small round table, three rolling office chairs, and a spacious three-seater sofa. I randomly picked a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.
Less than half a minute later, Amy came into the meeting room carrying two folders about an inch thick, locked the door, and sat down in a chair facing me. "Mr. Chen, good afternoon, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Regarding the policy we discussed last time, I've discussed it with the company, and we have a new offer..." Her voice was sincere and friendly.
"Ms. Wen, actually... I clearly stated last week that I have no plans to purchase life insurance at the moment." I interrupted Amy, carefully observing her reaction. Yes, last week, I had met with Amy at a coffee shop to discuss insurance matters, but Amy focused on life insurance, and the meeting ended without a conclusion.
Amy is about five feet six inches tall, quite slender. Today, she was still wearing a neat office suit, her long hair reaching her shoulders, and she was as radiant as ever. The only difference was that she had changed her inner shirt to a thin, low-cut white cotton top, with her white lace bra faintly visible, making her extremely sexy. It was only then that I realized how impressive Amy's breasts were; I estimated they were at least a 35D.
Amy knew I was staring at her chest, and she seemed rather pleased, tossing her hair behind her shoulder with an incredibly alluring air.
No wonder this woman, barely twenty-three or twenty-four, had already achieved considerable success and reputation in the insurance industry.
I became embarrassed, no longer daring to look directly at Amy's breasts, and instead focused on the folder on the table, even though I wasn't particularly interested in its contents.
"Mr. Chen, we understand your needs and have adjusted the policy. This policy combines savings, medical, and life insurance components, with a focus on savings. The risk is very low, but the return is quite guaranteed..."
For the next twenty minutes, Amy bombarded me with the benefits of the policy.
Savings-based insurance is good; one always needs to plan for the future. But when I learned that this policy required monthly payments of over four thousand dollars, my interest vanished once again.
Suddenly, Amy grabbed my hand with her left hand, and using this momentum, she swayed her chair to my side.
Her right palm was actually resting on my penis.
"Mr. Chen, please, I'm begging you, just sign this policy. It'll be cheaper for both of us. I haven't met my sales target this month yet," Amy pleaded softly in my ear, her breath sweet as orchids, her right hand repeatedly groping my penis through my pants.
I felt paralyzed, my mind a jumble of thoughts as I stared at the documents on the table, not daring to make eye contact with Amy.
"If you sign it now, I can... have sex with you for free..." Her voice was still gentle and kind, yet it struck me like a bolt of lightning.
I could hardly believe my ears. Hearing is deceiving, seeing is believing; the fact that Amy's breasts were slowly pressing against me was undeniable. I was speechless for a long time, staring blankly at Yanny, feeling my heart pounding in my chest and my face burning hot.
"Want to make love with me?" Amy further explained the definition of making love, deliberately slowing down and enunciating each word as if afraid I'd misunderstood. Seeing my helplessness, she seemed quite pleased.
Faced with her teasing, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning, unable to "reject" or "accept." Amy saw my wavering, knowing that with just a little more force, she could shatter my fragile defenses.
Yes, she attacked. She slowly knelt down in front of me, unzipped my jeans, and took my already half-erect penis in her mouth.
Amy's eyes continued to bewitch me with a seductive allure. She was confident in her appearance, knowing full well that unless she encountered fierce resistance, I was completely under her thumb.
I lost, utterly and utterly. But losing to such a stunning beauty before me, I accepted it willingly.
It had been four whole years since my last girlfriend's breakup that I had experienced the gentle caress of a woman's tongue. Of course, Amy was far superior to my ex-girlfriend in both looks and skill.
At first, Amy gently cradled my penis in her palm, her small mouth softly kissing it, slowly warming it up. Once it was fully erect, Amy changed tactics, like a painter sweeping her tongue along the glans down to the scrotum, then back up to the glans. For convenience, Amy also pulled down my pants and underwear. After stroking me over a hundred times, Amy tidied her slightly disheveled hair and began a new offensive.
Using her right index and middle fingers, she gently held my penis close to her stomach and began sucking on my scrotum. Amy was meticulous and impartial, attending to both testicles in an orderly fashion. I silently observed; each suck lasted about ten seconds.
I don't know how to describe her technique, only that pleasure instantly spread throughout my body. I involuntarily straightened up; this helped me resist the urge to ejaculate.
Amy was utterly confident in her oral skills, keeping my penis under control without any arousal. Whenever I felt the urge to ejaculate, she would immediately slow her advances, temporarily cooling my desire. I was completely at her mercy.
Yes, a woman with rich sexual experience can control the timing of a man's ejaculation by observing the temperature of his penis and his partner's reactions. At this moment, I admit, my penis was already eight-tenths ready to erupt.
However, just then, Amy attempted to ruthlessly extinguish my desire with a bucket of cold water.
She suddenly stopped all oral service and abruptly stood up straight.
"Mr. Chen, why don't you sign the documents first, then I'll serve you properly." The voice was as obsequious and polite as ever, as captivating as ever, but what reached my ears was an unparalleled malice.
I hate being threatened more than anything in my life, and I was instantly furious, so much so that I felt like I was about to burst into tears. In a moment of impulsiveness, I slapped Amy twice.
Amy stood there, looking utterly wronged, a face as if she wanted to cry but couldn't, seemingly caught off guard by my sudden outburst. For a moment, the room was silent.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to threaten you, please forgive me." Amy's cheeks were burning, but she broke the silence first. Her voice trembled slightly, but it was still gentle and moving, like a little girl who had done something wrong. After saying that, she slowly knelt down again, opened her small mouth, and tried to finish the service I had just interrupted.
Faced with such a situation, even the most hard-hearted man's anger would eventually dissipate. I gently stroked her hair, expressing my forgiveness and apology. Her mouth continued to serve my penis, her eyes still narrowed to indicate acceptance of my apology.
The two slaps were already firmly imprinted on my face. Amy could have easily used this as a threat, forcing me to obediently sign the insurance policy, or she would call the police to resolve the matter. But Amy didn't. She chose to keep her promise, which surprised me greatly, and I was even momentarily moved.
Because the little conflict had happened so suddenly, my penis went limp, and Amy was trying her best to wake it up.
Since the policy was already signed, I wasn't going to be polite with Amy anymore and was going to try to get all the discounts I could. Those 35D breasts, I had to get them no matter what.
I leaned forward slightly and stretched out my hands to massage her breasts. Even through the thin fabric and bra, I could still feel their size and softness.
Amy didn't resist my groping; instead, she straightened her body and cooperated with my advances. She knew, of course, that if I took the initiative, it meant she had won this round, and the insurance policy would be hers for the taking.
Amy, quite obediently, simply pulled her breasts out from under her low neckline, and in doing so, pulled down her lace bra as well. Witnessing a pair of 35D breasts spring out naked, pink nipples standing erect, I admit, I was dumbfounded.
No matter how hard my lips were, my body remained as compliant as ever. My hands naturally roamed over her fair, tender breasts. Looking down at her nipples, I longed to immediately pick Amy up and savor those two pink strawberries.
But doing so would be a huge eyesore, ruining the atmosphere. Amy was busy.
My penis was already awake. Amy leaned forward and backward, actively thrusting her tongue out, each time quickly circling the tip of my penis a few times.
I was feeling increasingly pleasured. But with those beautiful breasts before me, wouldn't it be a waste not to use them to push me further, or even deliver a fatal blow?
"Use...this...is that okay?"
Amy hesitated, looking at me. I pointed to Amy's soft, mature breasts as a hint. My body was honest, but my mouth was not, and I was reluctant to honestly express my desires.
"Of course," Amy said sweetly. The shrewd girl naturally understood my thoughts. As I mentioned before, Amy had the upper hand in this negotiation if I actively asked for more "discounts," and she was certainly happy to oblige with this breast play.
My penis was placed between her soft breasts, and Amy manipulated the two mounds, sometimes squeezing them together forcefully, sometimes rubbing them up and down. The obedient Amy never let her mouth be idle, gently licking the glans with her tongue and squeezing out saliva to moisten my penis, making the breast play process smoother.
Amy's squeezing speed between her breasts kept increasing, and I gradually felt that my time was running out.
The first strike aimed straight for her brow. Amy was prepared; her eyes were half-closed, but she didn't flinch, her hands still meticulously squeezing up and down.
The second strike went straight for her philtrum, the third for her lower lip.
The third, fourth, and fifth strikes, lacking momentum, landed on her breasts and cleavage.
Then, Amy took the initiative, taking my glans into her mouth and accepting my sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth strikes. After confirming I had ejaculated, she used her tongue and lips to clean herself up afterwards.
I couldn't help but shudder. It felt amazing; this is what life should be like.
Amy spat the semen from her mouth onto her hand. I quickly used tissues to wipe away the white fluid that had fallen on her face and chest.
Then, keeping my promise, I signed the insurance policy. Amy watched with glee.
Most men regain their senses after ejaculating. I quickly pulled my pants back up, afraid someone might burst in and catch me in the act—most cheaters experience this embarrassing moment, I suppose.
Just then, Amy plopped down on my lap!
"Now it's my turn to keep my promise and make love to you properly." (
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