Alice is like no other in the world.
Being the first of her kind makes her unique in every way. She is the first in what will be a long and lucrative line of helper androids for everyone.
Her creator Adam, a tech and artificial intelligence genius at 14, graduated MIT at 17, CEO of his own company by 20. Now 23 he lives in seclusion on his private island to focus on his secret A.I. project named S.W.A.P.
Adam has been working on project S.W.A.P for over a year now with no one helping or even knowing what he is working on; that was until an email was sent to the head of A.I. at the corporate headquarters.
It read -
To Whom It Concerns, I Adam Smith am instructing you to find our best A.I. technicians and put them to the test attached to this email.
SEND THE BEST TECH TO MY ISLAND IMMEDIATELY.
Sincerely
A. Smith.
That short informal email started a huge competition between the technicians who were trying to fight for a place next to their A.I. god Adam, to learn his wisdom.
After a week of gruelling tests and trials two technicians were left in the competition, a brother and sister duo. The head of A.I sent an email to Adam explaining that the two were equally matched and how did he wish to proceed.
Twenty minutes later Adam emailed back instructing that both be sent for him to assess for himself. An hour later both technicians were on the helicopter being brought to Adam's Island.
The helicopter dropped them off on top of the house, Adam was nowhere in sight. Lana and Paul looked at each other.
"Should we go in?" Lana said to her brother.
"I guess" he shrugged.
From his control room Adam watched them on multiple screens from different angles as he analysed the pair.
Lana stood a foot shorter than her brother, with long poker straight blonde hair that went all the way down to her cinched waist. Completely flat chested covered in freckles, with a perky little butt. She looked like a teenager but infact was 21.
Paul was tall with dark hair, average build and black framed glasses. What he lacked in looks he made up with in brains and cock.
The pair walked toward the door, Paul pulled the door but it wouldn't open.
"Please place your left hand on the screen." the female voice said calmly.
"Identifying... ... ... Paul Montgomery. Welcome." the door opened and closed immediately behind him locking Lana outside.
"Paul!" Lana shouted
Paul knocked the glass and pointed to the screen.
Lana placed her hand.
"Identifying... ... ... Lana Montgomery; younger sister of Paul Montgomery. Welcome." the door slid open.
"Nice security!" Paul laughed.
"Thank you Paul." the female voice answered.
"Creepy. It can hear everything" Lana whispered.
"Yes I can Lana." it answered.
The pair looked at each other and walked down a long concrete corridor. All the doors were palm access only and no door would open for them. Continuing down the corridor they turned left and the concrete turned to glass, exposing the amazing views of the island, and the house below. As they stood staring out at the island Adam appeared beside them.
"Well, you two made it." he said.
Both jumped as he appeared from nowhere startling them.
"Jesus!" Lana gasped.
"No. Adam." he laughed extending his hand, "Lana I presume, unless your parents had a great sense of humour and named you Paul and your brother Lana." he smirked.
"Lana, yes." she smiled as he kissed her hand.
"And I'm Paul as you know." they shook hands.
"Come with me, I want to show you your rooms and get to know you better." Adam ushered them back towards the concrete corridor.
"These two are your rooms. Both have televisions, they are linked into the CCTV you can see what is going on around the house. And your handprints are now in the biometric system and will get you into everywhere except restricted areas. You'll need me to get into those places." he smiled and left them.
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After a few days of getting to know the pair he felt it was time to let them into what they were fighting for at headquarters.
"I need you both to sign these non-disclosures. Anything that you see, hear, do or say stays here. If you are not ready to agree to those terms then it will not be appropriate to see what you've been chosen for and what I have been working on." he said sternly.
"I feel like we should have a lawyer. There's so much reading." Lana said looking at Paul.
"I don't care, I want to be a part of what you are creating." he said as he signed.
"Paul, you didn't even read it!" she glared at him.
"Chance of a lifetime sis! We'll never have this opportunity again!" he proclaimed.
"Lana, you don't have to sign, you could just relax by the pool for the week while we play with A.I. it's completely up to you." he smirked.
"Okay" She sighed, looking defeated as she signed.
"Let us toast with tequila to new beginnings and to a giant leap in A.I. technology." he said before disappearing and coming back with a bottle of Patron, salt and limes.
By the time they got to the bottom of the bottle Paul and Lana had passed out leaving Adam alone, drunk and horny.
Lana was lying across a couch passed out, the top buttons of her shirt were open and Adam could see her hard nipple poking through the thin material. He shifted his legs as his cock grew hard at the sight of her pink nub like nipples straining against her shirt. He rubbed his cock through his jeans, he got up and stood over her.
Looking over at Paul, who was snoring loudly, he was out. Adam ran his hand down Lana's face finding her unresponsive. He sat on the couch beside her and moved her arm placing it above her head. She didn't move a muscle. He ran his hand down her arm, across her chest grazing her already erect nipples. She moaned ever so lightly.
He leaned over her kissing her neck softly, inhaling her scent as he traced with his tongue down across her collar bone down to where her shirt started. He moved his mouth across to her left nipple and sucked it in through the material, running his wet tongue over it in a circular motion. Lana moaned louder, moving her hips and spreading her legs apart.
He gripped her nipple between his teeth gently and pulled, still twirling his tongue over it before releasing it quickly and moving to the right. One of her hands reached between her legs, rubbing her clit through her trousers before moving her hand inside her trousers.
Adam continued to bite on her nipple as he watched her rubbing herself. He moved off the couch onto his knees on the floor, as he unbuttoned her shirt exposing her wet hard nipples to the cool air in the lounge.
She bit her bottom lip as she felt the air on her skin, her hips moving with her hand.
His warm hand moved down her stomach touching her hand, as he unbuttoned her trousers. She lifted up her hips for him to remove them. As he slid them off he looked round at Paul, who was still comatose and snoring.
Lana slid her hand inside her wet panties, her scent wafted to his nose luring him in. He knelt at her side watching her arouse herself, watching every microscopic muscle movement and twitch as she touched herself. He watched the sweat beads build on various places of her body, the way her back arched at a certain times.
As she began to climax he narrowed his eyes watching her facial expressions, her mouth, her moan and breathing. When it was over she was relaxed, breathing hard, hand by her thigh, sweaty and wet.
He pulled her trousers back on and buttoned her up. Leaving her sleeping.
Adam headed to the basement to work.
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The next day Paul and Lana woke on the couches with major hangover. Adam, however, was in the pool doing laps as they came outside shielding their eyes.
"Ah good, you guys are up. Let's go into the basement." he smiled wide as he got out the pool.
"Argh, it's so freaking bright, how'd you not have a hangover bro?" Paul asked.
"Got to hydrate Paul, H2O. And exercise." Adam dried himself. "You're rather quiet today Lana, everything okay?" he smiled.
She nodded and inquired, "What's in the basement?"
"Follow me." said Adam as he walked inside toward a steel door.
He placed his hand on the screen and then a retina scanner popped out.
"Identifying... ... ... Additional biometrics required. Place forefinger on the needle..." a needle popped out and took a blood sample.
"Identifying... ... ... Welcome Adam, security clearance alpha 091." a female voice announced.
"Requesting ADDITIONAL persons entry, biometrics on system Beta 111".
"... ... Allowed"