Adjusting The Claim
“Ms. St. Clement?” the well-dressed very handsome young man who stood at the door when she opened it inquired, “I’m Jeffery Banks from Consolidated Mutual.” Claire St. Clement thought if she had to deal with an insurance company today at least this smiling specimen of masculinity would make the burden much easier to bear.
“Won’t you please come in, Mr. Banks,” Claire said, returning his smile with one of her own. It’s still quite a mess in parts of the house from the smoke and water damage.
“No problem, ma’am,” Jeff answered, “Perfectly understandable. Thank goodness you weren’t at home when the fire broke out.” He entered and closed the door behind him. Claire wrapped her terry cloth robe a bit more tightly around her and invited him to sit down. “This shouldn’t take long ma’am,” the young man said reassuringly, aware that he had probably arrived at an inopportune time considering her garb. “We received your inventory list along with the claim and we just have a few questions regarding some of the damaged property.”
Jeff opened his brief case and retrieved a stack of documents. “On page three you have listed a total of sixty nine items of various values labeled as ‘research devices’, he began, “Our office just needs a bit more clarification as to those items.”
Claire uncrossed and recrossed her legs in the chair a few feet away from the sofa on which he sat. Her golden tanned thighs were a stark contrast to the crisp white hem of her short robe. “Oh,” Claire replied nonchalantly, “those are items related to my work at the Berring Institute, I’m a senior researcher there but do a lot of my work from home. Most of the things on that list were totally destroyed by the heat of the fire, melted plastic, you see?”
Jeff nodded but inquired further, “Could you give me a bit of a more detailed description, Ms. St. Clement?”
Her work for the past fifteen years in human sexuality research at the Institute shielded her from any sense of embarrassment as she prepared to answer the young man, who was perhaps only half her age. “Well, Mr. Banks,” she began, “I guess the most accurate description of those items would be sex toys. Dildos, vibrators and the like...” her voice trailed off.
Claire detected just the smallest hint of redness on Jeff’s face as he processed that little tidbit of information. “Oh,” he replied, his brown eyes staring intently at the papers before him in an effort to avoid looking at her, “Perhaps ‘research devices’ will suffice after all.”
The young claims adjuster obviously wanted to move on with the interview. “I notice what seems to be a somewhat unusual amount of video recording equipment also listed and various other electronic monitoring devices,” he asked questioningly.
“Yes,” Claire responded seriously, “All testing of the sexual aids is recorded on tape for analysis back at the institute. Several camera angles are employed along with electronic data from electrodes on the body of the tester. Most of the time that is me, although I sometimes have an assistant or two involved in the testing.”
The older woman could now see the young man was becoming visibly uncomfortable. “Mr. Banks,” Claire said soothingly, “There’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s all quite simple. We are conducting research concerning the female orgasm, particularly as to whether or not self induced orgasms are more intense and sexually satisfying than those achieved as a result of intercourse.” She waited until that sunk in and then continued. “In conjunction with that research we are also attempting to determine if the orgasms of older women, those my age for example, differ drastically from the sexual climaxes experienced by college aged girls.”
Jeff had recovered his composure sufficiently enough by now to make an attempt at sounding unaffected by the topic of conversation. Plus, he was intrigued by this gorgeous forty something woman sitting only a few feet away clothed only in a brief bath robe. He could see the soft curve of the top of her bosom peeking out from the slightly open collar of the white robe. It was as tanned as her smooth thighs. “Have you been able to reach any firm conclusions?” he asked playfully.
Claire giggled in response at his play on words, “Actually, we have,” she replied. “Preliminary data reveals that in most cases, regardless of the age of the woman, orgasms reached through masturbation are more satisfying than those with a partner…”
“In ‘most cases’…” Jeff interrupted.
“Well,” Claire explained, “there are exceptions. For example, an orgasm induced by oral sex from a man very well versed in such techniques can often be just as good as one a woman gives herself via masturbation.”
“Interesting,” Jeff commented with a nod. “How about the overall age difference research?” he asked.;
“You might find that interesting, too,” Claire answered. “For example, when an older woman and another half her age masturbated simultaneously under the same conditions, mellow music, candles, etc. the monitoring equipment revealed that the older woman’s climax was much more intense than the young girl’s.” She paused for a moment. “However,” Claire continued, “to be fair it must be said that the younger woman was able to attain a greater number of multiple orgasms in the simultaneous sessions.”
“Wow!” Jeff exclaimed, “I’ve read about Kinsey and saw that movie about him a couple of weeks ago, but it still seemed kind of wired that such things are actually studied scientifically.” He seemed awed by the idea of it all. “How do you study something like that?” he asked.
Claire rose from the sofa and walked over to the television set. She opened a cabinet door, pulled out a video tape and inserted it into the player. “Here’s the record of a recent experiment we conducted comparing the masturbatory orgasms of an older woman and a college aged girl.”
She sat back down as the video began and Jeff gazed at the screen. He was amazed to see Ms. St. Clement on the screen, totally naked, reclining on a twin size bed. Her huge breasts were firm on her chest with incredibly large erect coral colored nipples. Her gorgeous thighs were slightly spread and between the curls of golden pubic hair he saw the outline of her pink vaginal slit.
On an identical bed beside Claire, just a few feet away, a young dark haired girl with much smaller breasts had assumed the same position. Her pubic mound was clean shaven and Jeff had an unencumbered view of her pussy. The young man felt a stirring underneath his trousers.
Both Claire and the girl began to fondle their breasts, tweaking and gently pinching their nipples into states of full erection. Then they each allowed on hand to trail down between their open thighs to lightly manipulate their clitorises. As each female began to masturbate in earnest, the camera moved in for a close up of each. Claire’s clit was much larger when erect than the co-ed’s and was almost purple in color, while the girl’s was a vivid pink.
Jeff could hear the music in the background but it was quickly becoming drowned out by the two women’s increasingly heavy breathing and tiny moans as they played with themselves. Claire and her young assistant masturbated for what seemed an eternity to Jeff. He knew it usually took longer for women to cum than men but it seemed like he had been watching the video forever.
His concentration on the scene unfolding on the TV screen before was suddenly broken when Claire said, “Now watch closely, each is going to start to cum very soon.” Within moments the cute brunette began to shudder and scream as her climax overtook her. She rubbed herself furiously as she came again and again and again. Beside her on the other bed, Claire St. Clement began to cum, too. She was screaming, “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” on the tape as she reached orgasm, her hips bucking wildly in the throes of self induced passion. Each totally naked woman, co-ed and middle aged sex researcher, continued to convulse in multiple orgasms for several minutes until the tape faded to black.
Claire clicked off the TV with the remote control and turned toward Jeff. “So, that’s how we study such things, Mr. Banks,” she said studiously. “Still find it interesting?”
“Oh, yes ma’am,” he replied breathlessly, I certainly do. He stood from his chair, his full fledged erection bulging in his pants. “But, didn’t you say awhile ago that a woman’s orgasm induced by a man performing oral sex can be even more satisfying?”;
“Why yes, Mr. Banks,” Claire said seductively as she let her tiny robe fall completely open and reclined on the sofa, parting her thighs, “I do believe I did share that bit of preliminary research data with you. But,” she continued as he approached, “I also believe follow up research is in order…”
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