My Erotica – Out to Dry (10 page)

Brian kissed
her hungrily and then looked at her.

Her eyes still
held him; they still drew him in every time, just like when he had
first met her, as Katrina.

They went
inside and started their new life together, their life of love and
passion and freedom, and he felt no regret for the deception they
had created and the revenge he had exacted upon a woman who had
been unfaithful to him from the day they married and who had made
his life hell.

He felt no
regret for the revenge they had taken after his wife, following his
confession, had beaten Katrina whilst he was away in Europe on
business. He felt some sadness for the baby that Katrina had
miscarried on that night in the corner of her room.

He felt happy
that in this distant little piece of Welsh countryside he and
Katrina could live their lives in peace after spending two years
laying a trail of false leads to anyone who wanted to follow
them.

They had new
names, new appearances and new accents and backgrounds.

And now they
had a new future.

He kissed
Katrina, the woman who had become his bride last month in a quiet
civil ceremony.

Give your life
some new adventure. And then tell me all about it…
@Mister_Average

ROBO - SEX

Christopher
was a pretty average middle aged guy. He had been married, had kids
but now he was divorced and the kids had moved on. Then one day he
received an interesting email, and his world changed.He was
ultimately invited to test the world's first fembot. He loved her,
he became addicted to her, but all was not as it seemed.

Christopher was
a pretty average, middle aged guy. He had been married, had kids
but now he was divorced and the kids had moved on.

He was
frustrated in his job, but it paid very well so he just went with
the flow.

He had been
pissed off with his divorce and wasn't in the mood to get involved
with women. Sure, every now and then he would have a quick one
night stand, just to keep his tubes clean, but he was very wary of
entering into any relationship with a woman. He had enough of that
in his life. He was happy to have sex, but he didn't want to pay
the price a man pays by getting attached to a woman, so he was
single and had sex very infrequently.

Then one day he
received an interesting email.

It was from a
company he vaguely remembered from a news story maybe a year
earlier, but he couldn't remember the details.

The email
invited him to take a survey. He had been identified as being a man
with potentially a good fit for their target profile group and they
wanted to survey his further suitability for a unique and
potentially world changing trial of their new product.

Normally he
would have dismissed such a thing, but the company was also
offering a free two hundred dollar selection of wines if he took
the survey, and since he was quite a heavy drinker, the idea of
free booze was enough of a lure for him.

So Christopher
logged into the survey and took part in what seemed to be a very
odd survey indeed.

Some of the
questions were about his sexual needs and desires; some were just
about his attitude to robotics and technology.

It took him
about an hour to finish the very in depth and detailed survey, then
he sat back, got drunk and looked forward to the free wine.

A few months
later Christopher received a phone call and it was the company who
had surveyed him.

They said he
was a very good fit for what they were looking for and they wanted
to discuss their product with him in more depth, face to face.

Christopher was
about to explain that he wasn't interested, but the spokesman said
that if they could trouble him for a few hours of his time, they
would make it worthwhile for him, by paying him $5,000.

Again, the
incentive worked well for Christopher, especially when the rep
mentioned the payment would be in cash, on the day.

Christopher
liked the idea, so a few days later he took the day off work and
attended the offices of the company on the outskirts of their
city.

It was a very
impressive set up; there were a series of modern, low buildings
stretched over what appeared to be many acres. There were pathways
alongside lovely, peaceful lakes. It reeked of money.

Christopher
alighted from his car and walked to the main office.

He showed the
receptionist his invitation and sat down to wait while the
gentlemen he was to meet came to get him.

A few minutes
later Christopher was greeted by a tall man who came forward,
introduced himself as Steven and assured Christopher the
Organization was delighted he had decided to come in.

Christopher
followed as Steven led them to a room upstairs.

The door opened
and then Christopher stepped into what appeared to be a simple
interview room. The room was painted white, and clean, there was a
long solid wooden table in the middle and a single large window
looking out over the adjacent woods.

And at one end
of the table there was a stunningly beautiful young woman.

Steven turned
towards the girl.

“Stefanie, this
is Christopher, he has kindly agreed to come in and work through a
stage two assessment with us today.”

The women stood
up and walked around the table towards Christopher.

He shook her
offered hand.

“It is my
pleasure to meet you, Christopher; I hope your time here today is
productive for us all.”

Christopher had
no idea what she was saying, he was simply gob smacked by the
incredible beauty of this woman.

She was tall,
had amazing red hair, she had stunningly long legs and breasts that
he couldn't take his eyes off.

He tried to say
something simple like hello, but words struggled to come out of his
mouth.

He shook her
hand and nodded.

He reached for
a seat to settle himself. He sat down and looked around, trying not
to stare at the woman constantly.

Steven broke
the ice.

“Well,
Christopher, thank you for coming in today.”

“We were
impressed by your survey results and wanted to discuss our program
with you in a little more detail.”

“Now, firstly,
we did promise you a little gift for coming in today, here is a
small token of our gratitude.”

Steven pushed
an envelope across the table. Christopher, took the envelope,
opened it and saw a lot of cash inside. He smiled.

It’s funny how
money always talks, he thought to himself.

He didn't
really care now how the meeting went. He had the cash, and he could
sit there for hours perving at this stunning woman.

He felt more
relaxed, but this feeling wouldn't last long.

Steven talked
generally about the Organization, and mentioned that it was
involved in some cutting edge, world changing technologies.

He explained
how they wanted Christopher to take part in their trial, as one of
only a handful of people involved. He explained how Christopher
would need to sign a special confidentiality agreement, and he
explained many other things.

Christopher
didn't hear any of them; his eyes were feasting on the girl,
Stefanie.

He was very
attracted to her, she had such composure, and she gave off an aura
of intelligence, beauty and sexuality.

She seemed so
confident, so assured – and her eyes, they were something
special.

Steven then
brought Christopher back to earth by pushing a pile of documents
towards Christopher and asking him to sign the agreement.

“Before we
reveal any more information, we need you to sign these agreements.
If you are comfortable to do that we can get the paperwork out of
the way and then get to the good bits.”

Christopher was
mildly curious about the need for confidentiality, and all this
talk of earth shattering innovation.

He signed,
passed the papers back to Steven and awaited the great
revelation.

Steven looked
him straight in the face.

“Christopher,
here at the Organization we have invested a lot of time, money and
energy in one particular project.”

“It has been a
deep secret as we have leapfrogged some stages of development.”

“We have been
lucky, we have been driven by a great vision, and now we believe we
have a product that we think will revolutionize human society.”

Steven took his
breath, Christopher's interest had increased.

“Christopher,
we believe we have created the perfect female companion, a female
robot.”

Christopher
became more curious.

“We believe we
have created a female robot so perfect that men will want our
product, rather than the real thing.”

“She will have
sex with you, go out in public with you, and sleep with you if you
like her to. She will cook for you and clean the house.”

“All she needs
is for her batteries to be recharged every day for a few
hours.”

“But, before we
release our girl on the global male public, we need to test her in
real life conditions, in a real relationship with a man.”

“We have
selected you to be that man.”

Christopher was
stunned.

“You mean, you
want me to screw some blow up rubber doll?” Christopher asked as
images of fixed face robotic females of the past and present
flooded through his brain.

For a hundred
years men had been trying to build the perfect female, but they
still were dolls that felt rubbery, looked rubbery and were most
uninspiring.

Steven put his
hand up.

“Christopher,
trust me, when you see this fembot, as we call them, you will not
want to hand her back.”

“I know what
you are thinking and there is no point me trying to reassure
you.”

“Why don't we
give this a test for one night, and take it from there?”

“What do you
say?”

“We will bring
the fembot to your place this evening, she stays with you over the
weekend and we will pick her up on Monday morning, unless you call
me and say you will keep her for the trial.”

“What do ya
say, buddy? Is it a deal?”

Christopher's
jaw must have been on the ground. He had no idea what to say in
reply, or what to do.

On the one hand
he had $5000 from these people for doing nothing.

On the other
hand there was no way he wanted to screw some rubber doll.

But, he
reasoned, he could always accept the doll, put it in a cupboard at
home and get them to collect it on Monday.

He had seen
some household robots before, they were metal cans programmed to
mop the floor. He wasn't interested in sex with one of those
either.

Steven looked
at Christopher.

“So, what do
you say?”

“If you agree,
we will come around to your place this afternoon and drop off the
robot.”

Christopher was
about to say no, thanks, but something inside him, maybe it was his
polite and good natured streak that got the better of him, and he
nodded.

Steven beamed
with delight and turned to Stefanie.

“Isn't that
great news, Stef?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said
looking over to Christopher, “I must say that is wonderful news.
Welcome aboard, I hope you enjoy our fembot, I am sure she will
enjoy you.”

Christopher
nodded and stood up.

“Well, let's
say, six pm then?”

They all shook
hands and agreed and Christopher headed out of the room, and walked
back to the reception area.

There he picked
up his things and walked out to his car.

He was soon
heading down the highway with his mind on this bizarre twist of
fate.

He was also
dying to have a drink to calm his nerves, his hands were
shaking.

That afternoon
Christopher got caught up in some unrelated matters as his
accountant called and asked him to come over to sign some
papers.

By the time
Christopher arrived back home he realized it was five pm and he
needed to get ready for the robot, or fembot, as Steven had called
it.

He quickly
cleaned the apartment, then he was about to cook a quick meal when
he remembered that the fembot would be able to cook. He decided
that could be the machine’s first challenge.

He wasn't
feeling very positive about this all but reasoned that he had made
a fair bit of money just to hang around with a bucket of bolts all
weekend.

STEFANIE

At six pm
sharp, the doorbell rang and Christopher let Steven into the
apartment.

Steven entered,
as did Stefanie, he smiled and said hello to both of them and then
looked behind them, expecting more people and some kind of large
box for the product.

“Um, Steven, is
there a problem, I don't see the robot?”

“Let's sit down
for a moment, Christopher; I need to tell you something.”

Christopher
wondered what sort of scam this was, but he was distracted as he
looked at Stefanie sit down and straighten her skirt. She had
changed but looked fantastic again.

“Christopher,”
began Steven, “I know this will come as a huge shock to you, but I
would like to introduce you to Stefanie, our new fembot.”

Christopher sat
there immobile as he tried to comprehend what Steven was telling
him.