Susan lost her husband two years ago to a drunk driver. The driver crossed the center line, hitting her husband's car head-on, killing both drivers.
Susan felt as if she was cheating on her husband each time she tried to date someone. Telling the last man, "I am so sorry. It is still too painful, and I feel like I am cheating on my dead husband. Please forgive me."
She left the restaurant, drove home, and cried for an hour. Why did she feel this way? She wasn't cheating. He was dead.
A friend was talking to her about why she felt like she did, and she suggested an animal partner. "Get a cat or a dog to focus your emotions on, a creature that would shower you with its devotion without strings attached."
"I don't know, maybe." "I need to make a change, or I'm going to go crazy."
A week later, she was looking at pictures of pets online when she found a robot partner in the pictures. Entering the website name into the search bar of her web browser, she navigated to the company's website, and the company's home page appeared.
The company offering the robots, Synthetic Enjoyment Xperience, had a very tempting story with several testimonials. Reading through them, she found everyone raved about their experiences with the company and their robots.
The two prominent buttons on the page were male and female. She selected the male button and saw a handsome man slowly appear on the screen.
Reading about his attributes, she saw a build-your-own button. "What the hell? It can't hurt to look."
She clicked on the build-your-own button, bringing up several drop-down menus.
The first drop-down menu offered height options. The heights ranged from five foot six inches to six foot ten inches. Standing five foot eight inches, she immediately selected six foot four inches, her late husband's height.
The second drop-down menu dealt with skin tone. The skin colors ranged from albino white to nearly black. Being African-American, she looked at the darker skin tones, looking for her late husband's.
He was slightly darker than she was, and his skin tone was available, so she selected that skin tone.
The third drop-down menu dealt with facial features. The ranges went from God awful ugly to instant orgasm handsome.
After looking at each one intently, she couldn't find her late husband. She sat back to think about what she wanted. Did she want to build her husband? Thinking for a moment, she decided to stay away from his image.
She returned to selection two and chose a lighter skin tone, closer to being causation than black.
On selection three, she looked at the faces again. She chose the face that would make her girlfriends jealous.
The fourth drop-down menu dealt with hair type. The selections ranged from bald to a tight curl, and colors ranged from blond through brunette, reddish to black. Looking at each intently, Susan chose wavy, brunette hair.
The fifth drop-down menu dealt with body type. The selections ranged from My Five Hundred Pound Life to professional athletes. "What the hell. I want a jock." she selected the professional athlete's body type. The muscles shown caused her insides to tingle.
The sixth drop-down menu dealt with penis size. The selections ranged from a micro penis to its coming out of her throat length.
Sitting back again, she wanted the largest, but how would it fit in her vagina. She reached under her dress, pulled her panties to one side, and slid her fingers into her pussy. She wiggled her fingers until she found her G-spot. She fingered herself until an orgasm rocked her body. Pulling her finger out, she realized four to eight inches was long enough. She selected the seven-inch penis length.
The seventh drop-down menu dealt with penis girth. The girth ranged from pencil-thin to tree-trunk width. Looking at her fingers again, Susan saw that she used two fingers to reach orgasm. She chose one and one-half inches wide.
The eighth drop-down menu dealt with temperament. The choices ranged from Momma's Boy to extreme dominance. Each personality had a sliding scale ranging from slight to extreme. Susan liked a dominant man, but not overly dominant. She selected dominant and moved the sliding indicator to the middle of the scale.
She clicked on the review button. Her selections were there, but she didn't see them. The man looking back at her was captivating, so sexy.
The price was reasonable, at twenty-five thousand dollars. When she clicked the add to cart button, another drop-down menu appeared. This button was labeled options. Selecting the options button, a list of packages appeared. The two that caught her eye were confident and adventurer packages. Susan didn't want to be a homebody, so she selected the adventurer package. The package added another one thousand dollars to the price.
She paid the twenty-six thousand dollars using some of her husband's life insurance money.
Susan received an email that said her robot construction would start in three days--an expected delivery date in five months. The email requested a name for her robot, which would be added to its programming.
She sat thinking Scott, her husband's name, was not an option. Greg was appealing; Greg it was. She responded with the name she chose.
Counting down the days was maddening, building excitement and anticipation. Susan paced around her house on the day Greg was to be delivered. The doorbell had her nearly jumping out of her skin. Running to the door, she was greeted by two men with S.E.X. On their shirts.
They wheeled in a large box after identifying Susan as the robot's owner. They asked her to show them where she wanted the charging station and adventurer cabinet during unboxing.
After showing the men where to install Greg's charging station and Adventurer cabinet, she returned to Greg, mesmerized by him. Susan felt sexually aroused looking at Greg, so handsome, standing like a statue with his eyes closed.
When the two men finished installing the charging station and cabinet, the delivery driver approached Susan.
"Susan, I need to ask you some questions. Your answers to these questions will be added to the robot's programming.
"OK."
"Do you enjoy stroking a cock?"
"Yes, sometimes."
"Do you like oral sex?"
"Giving or receiving?"
"You can separate your answers for each if you wish."
"Yes to both."
"Do you like vaginal sex?"
"Yes, these questions are embarrassing."
"I know, but they are important for the programming." "None of your answers are stored anywhere except in the robot's programming."
"Do you like anal sex?"
"No, it hurts too much."
"Are you adventurous?"
"Yes."
Susan saw the highlighted activation button on the delivery driver's tablet. "The robot is ready for activation. All I need to continue is your signature."
Susan signed her name with her finger on his tablet. The driver pressed the activation button.
They watched the robot open its eyes, move its head in all four directions, bend at the waist, move each arm and leg, and return to its statue look with its eyes closed.
Susan heard a ping from the delivery driver's tablet, "He indicated his activation was complete and ready for use.
"Susan, say Hello, Greg; my name is Susan."
Feeling silly, Susan said, "Hello Greg, my name is Susan."
