In Chapter 1, Lee discovered that the new voice-to-text software on his computer could create "real" people when he described them. He and his wife, Kim each created a fantasy lover, and decided to try it again, the next day.
Lee awoke in the morning with his usual EMHO (early morning hard on). Most mornings he accepted this condition for what it was, his body doing what it did as a natural part of REM sleep cycles. His morning wood usually went away quickly. But this morning was different. He reached down and slowly started stroking his dick. He felt like he could have an orgasm in just a few moments. But then he remembered their plan for the day. He heard the shower running, dropped his cock and walked into the bathroom.
Kim was standing under the spray. The water was running off her full, round, breasts in little waterfalls. Her eyes were closed and she looked so sensuous that Lee's erection, which had subsided somewhat, came raging back. He opened the shower door and stepped in. It startled her. But when she opened her eyes, she smiled slyly at her husband. Kim reached down and wrapped her hand around his dick and felt it jump.
"Is this for me?" she purred.
"Yes. It is." he replied. "But not yet." With that, he grabbed her shampoo and put some in his hand. He turned her toward the wall and began to shampoo her hair. She purred like a contented cat as he massaged her scalp. He helped her rinse the shampoo out and applied the creme rinse. Kim leaned back against him as he again rinsed her hair. She rubbed her slippery butt cheeks against his crotch. They both shivered as his cock slid back and forth between her cheeks.
Lee used Kim's body soap and washed her from her shoulders to her toes. He enjoyed making her long nipples stand up. He squeezed each one between his soapy fingers and felt them slip and slide out of his grasp. His hands glided across her shoulders and arms. He gently but firmly rubbed her feet and legs, enjoying the way the muscles moved under his fingers. She had repeatedly been lowly moaning as he washed her.
Now, in a husky voice, she said, "Please, touch me!" He knew what she meant. In all of the hand-to-body and body-to-body contact they had had, Lee had avoided touching her genitals. As her husband began to rub body wash around her butt cheeks, Kim began to push her hips forward and back, "humping" the air, desperate for a touch. Lee ran the side of his hand between her cheeks, running a finger across her anus. After a couple of passes this way, he paused and used his fingertip to massage circles around her puckered hole. She sighed deeply and pushed back against him, trying to get his finger to move forward and touch her aching pussy.
Finally, Lee reached down and ran his palm across her vulva. As he let one trailing finger run along her slit, she moaned deeply in his ear. He marveled at how wet she was - and not from the shower. When he used his fingers to part her labia, her juices began running down her leg. She turned to face her husband, looked deeply in his eyes and almost shouted, "Enough! Rub my clit! Finger fuck me! Or better yet, fuck me! Just do something to help me orgasm, or get out of my way!" With that, she bent at the waist, holding a grab bar. She spread her legs wide and pushed her butt back toward her husband.
Lee chuckled at Kim's desperation. This was exactly what he wanted. And he had no intention of helping her orgasm right now. But she was determined to make it happen.
Kim reached back between her legs and tried to grab her husband's cock. He slightly pivoted away from her and laughed.
"Oh no you don't! It is not time for you to cum yet. Remember what we have planned for today!"
"I can't wait that long!" Kim pleaded. "At least help me have a small orgasm."
"Yeah. No, I don't think so."
Kim really seemed angry. "Then to hell with you!" she growled as she took the handheld shower head from the holder. She adjusted it to the hard spray and squatted down to open her legs farther. As Lee started washing his hair, she pointed the shower head at her clit. When the jet of water hit, she orgasmed immediately. She howled loudly as a lightening bolt hit between her legs. Her legs shook so hard that she lost her balance and sat on the shower floor.
Lee playfully grabbed the shower head from her shaky hand. "Excuse me!" he said with mock sternness. "Some of us need to use this for its intended purpose." He rinsed his hair and put the shower head back in place.
"I have news for you," she said as he helped her from the floor, "as much need as I was in, that was MY intended purpose for that thing." She was still trying to get her legs steady while she unconsciously rubbed her pussy. "Now," she said, "let's see how you do with being tortured!"
Kim took the shower gel and began to wash her husband. She did not, however, take the same time that he took with her. She couldn't wait to make him feel some of the frustration that he had caused her. She wrapped one soapy hand around Lee's cock and used the other hand to "wash" his anus. Knowing that he loved anal play, one of her fingers kept "accidentally" slipping into his butt as she washed him. Meanwhile, her other hand repeatedly stroked his shaft, occasionally releasing it to rub his balls. Within a minute, Lee was trying hard to pull away, not wanting to orgasm. But Kim was having none of it. She gripped his cock until she worried that she might hurt him. He was anything but hurt though. Kim pushed the finger deep into his ass and wiggled it against his prostate. She felt his dick swelling in her hand and knew that she had succeeded in her mission. Lee croaked out, "Oh shit! I'm cumming!" Kim slid out of the way and delighted in watching her husband spray the shower wall with semen. She kept her finger and her hand moving until Lee stopped shaking and the jets of cum had slowed to a dribble.
"Holy shit!" Lee exclaimed as his head began to clear and his wife was washing her hands under the shower. "I have not cum that hard in ages. Now I don't know if I'll be ready for our 'new friends' today."
Kim laughed deeply. "I bet you'll rebound," she said. "And if you don't... create someone for me and just watch!" She grinned at him and winked.
They finished their morning toilette and moved into the kitchen, naked. Even after all their years together, Lee still loved to see his wife naked. He especially loved to watch her do everyday tasks around the house while she was nude. As he made coffee for them both, Kim made breakfast. They ate and chatted about mundane things.
As Lee was clearing the dishes, he asked his wife, "Have you decided on who you want to see today?" Kim gave him her most lascivious grin and walked into the other room. She came back a few seconds later and handed him a hand-written description. Her husband's eyebrows raised as he read what she had written. "Really?" he asked.
"Absolutely," Kim said in a sultry voice. "Since it's not
really
him, (it won't really be him, will it?) I've taken the liberty of making his cock look like I want it to."
"No, my love. I'm positive that whoever we create will not be real people. Although, as we know they feel and seem real in every way." He gave her a lascivious look and suggested they move into his office.
Kim sat on a folding chair next to her husband as he woke his computer and opened the writing program. "Are you sure this is what -- or who -- you want?" He asked. She just nodded and smiled. Lee dictated what his wife had written. When he hit "enter," the weird pixilation started, and there, standing in front of his desk, as naked as they day he was born, was Idris Elba. When he spoke, his deep, Hackney-accented voice filled the room.
"Hello, Kim. Hello, Lee. It's good to see you both." He walked around the desk with a complete lack of self-consciousness about his nudity. His long, dark, girthy, penis swung and banged against his large, deep brown scrotum. He stood next to Kim and said, "Would you like to have sex?"