Title: Our Robot, Chapter Four
Author: Nobilis
Summary: Bill makes an unwelcome announcement
Keywords: We don't need no stinkin' keywords

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Our Robot

by Nobilis

Chapter Four

Bill

When I came home, I was expecting to be chewed out, in a big way.
 She was lounging on the living room couch, watching music
videos.  I waited to see how she'd react.

She got up and put her arms around me.  "I missed you," she said.

I managed to smile, in spite of my fatigue.  "I missed you too."
I kissed her lightly and put my hands on the small of her back.

"I was kind of mad that you cut the connection.  I think we need
to talk about this."

"Yeah," I said, even though my heart wasn't in it.  I didn't want
to go to bed without resolving this.  So I put my fatigue aside.
"I'm sorry I cut you off.  I was frustrated, and I didn't want to
say what I was going to say."

"It's okay, " she said, looking down at my chest for a moment. 
"But I need to know about you and Tootsie."

"Um, didn't we already go into that?  Tootsie was my sex toy for
a year and a half while I was in graduate school.  There really
isn't much more to the story than that."

"Did you fuck her?"  She had a strange look on her face... I
couldn't figure out what she was getting at.  Did she really want
me to go into detail?

I kissed her on the forehead.  It was kind of patronizing, I
know, but it seemed like the best thing to do at the time.  "I
don't see how this conversation can do either of us any good,
Annie.  Can't I just say that that part of my life is over?  I
love you.  I married you.  I want to spend the rest of my life
with you.  If Tootsie goes back in the box today, and never comes
out, I wouldn't bat an eye."

She kissed me on the lips.  "I know... and part of me wants to do
that... but it felt sooo good, not to have to do dishes, or
laundry, or even make the bed today... I spent the whole day with
my music.  It was great... and now that I have that, I don't want
to give it up.  Look..."  She scanned the room.  "The whole house
is neat and tidy.  She's tireless, thorough... I like that."

"You could have her do the work at night, and when you're out of
the house.  Then you wouldn't have to see her much."  A light
went on in my head.  "Hey... I have an idea.  Why don't you
download the manual and tech-spec from the company website
tomorrow.  Maybe if you understand better how it works, it won't
be so threatening."

"That sounds like a good idea."

"And if it doesn't work, we'll sell it and buy a cheap robot that
looks like a walking scrap heap."

"Okay."  She laid her head on my chest.  "I missed you today."

"I missed you too."  An old Bette Midler tune came on the screen.
 We started slow-dancing.

"When are you going to be back on a normal schedule?" she asked,
without picking up her head from my chest.

"Months, probably.  Every time we get one system integrated, they
sign another treaty and it's time to start another one.  We're
swamped."

"Have you talked to Cho about hiring more people?"

"Oh, he wants more people.  He just doesn't want to pay a premium
to steal them away from another company.  When things slow down
I'll take a couple of weeks vacation, and we'll go to Scotland or
something."

"Any idea when that will be?"

"No idea."  I stopped swaying to the music and took Anne's face
in my hands.  I kissed her deeply.  She made a faint whimpering
sound and hugged me closer.  I scooped her up in my arms and she
squealed in surprise.

"You gotta WARN me when you do that!"

"Mm... not as much fun that way."

I carried her over to the couch and dropped her on it with a
flourish.  I made a great show of yanking off my tie, disengaging
my shirt, and dropping my pants.  She had her tshirt and jeans
off in a flash, and we were both naked at about the same time.  I
knelt down on the floor next to her and put my hands on her
boobs.

"Mmm, I missed those too, " I said, massaging them gently,
rubbing her nipples between my fingers.

Anne reached out and stroked my stiffening cock.

"And I missed this."

My eyes and hands roamed up and down her body from shoulders to
knees, stroking, caressing, and occasionally squeezing.  When she
closed her eyes and started arching her back, I put one hand on
her pussy, rubbing slow circles around her clit.  I used the
other to hold her breast so I could tongue and suck her nipple. 
Her strokes on my dick started to get sporadic.

"Mmm, oh, stop teasing me!  I want you in me NOW."  She looked me
in the eye and the heat of her glance seared holes into my brain.

I lifted up her ankles and climbed up onto the couch, bending her
almost in half, with her heels up on my shoulders.  I put the tip
of my cock into her vulva and wiggled it around.

"Is that what you want?" I smiled.

She whimpered.  "You're teasing!  Put it in, put it IN!"  She
tried to thrust up at me, but the position gave her no leverage.
I pushed in an inch or two and started taking very short strokes.

"Better?"

Anne practically screamed in frustration.  "Please!  Give it to
me!"

"Tell me what you want.  Say it."  I smiled impishly.

"I want you inside me!"

"Tell me you want my cock."  I wiggled side to side a little.

"I WANT YOUR COCK IN MY PUSSY!"

I drove down into her, plunging deeply.  She squealed.  I started
thrusting hard and fast.  I watched her face as she got closer
and closer to climax.  After a relentless pounding, she finally
stiffened, moaning.  I stopped thrusting so I could feel her
pussy spasming around my cock.  Just as she started coming down,
I started thrusting again, taking long, slow strokes, and pushing
her back up into a second orgasm.  As another long moan escaped
her teeth, I came, and leaned back to collapse on the far end of
the sofa.

When Anne caught her breath again, she said, "Oh GOD I love it
when you do that."  I just smiled.  Anne lay there, catching her
breath, and then got up and got a washcloth from the downstairs
bathroom.  She wiped off her gooey pussy and handed the cloth to
me.

"Susan says, 'I don't need a man, I have my dildoes.'  She has it
wrong, SO wrong."

I shrugged and wiped my own messy organs.  "And anyone who thinks
that sex with a robot compares to sex with a living, breathing
human being hasn't seen your face when you cum."

"You watch my face when I... orgasm?"

"Every time.  That's why I don't like doggie-style so much."  I
stood up and tossed the washcloth on the pile of discarded
clothes.  "Let's go to bed.  I have to get up early, and you've
worn me out."

As we went up the stairs, Anne called out, "Tootsie!  Clean up
the mess in the living room, please!" towards the kitchen.

End Chapter Four


  
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