"Jack! The delivery guy is here! Can you get the door?" Maya called down the hall towards the bedroom, as she dried her hands on a dishtowel.
Seconds later, Jack emerged, a big grin on his face. "Today's the day! Finally! Those are the last dishes you will be doing, Maya. You'd better find some hobbies for all the free time you are going to have." Jack raced past her to answer the door and Maya followed.
For months Jack had been anticipating this delivery. Jack always had to have the latest and greatest when it came to any new technology, and today they were expecting the arrival of his latest gadget, although he claims Maya will love it even more than him. Jack works at Simi AI for almost 20 years, perfecting the newest technological advances like self-driving and flying cars, artificial intelligence for chat-bots and manufacturing robots, and most recently AI for customer-facing positions in retail. Simi AI has been perfecting an automaton maid and personal assistant for years, and Jack is one of the first to receive one. He spent two months personalizing her, choosing everything from the color of her hair and eyes, to tasks that she would be able to perform. Almost a year after placing his order, she's scheduled to arrive today. Maya is a tad bit skeptical. Could a robot actually clean the house as well as she can? Couldn't they just hire a maid? Can a robot really cook a decent meal? Jack swears she won't have to lift a finger around the house anymore, which would be nice, but it really does seem too good to be true.
Maya steps up beside Jack at the open door to see a man in a suit standing next to a beautiful woman with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. Jack reaches out to shake the man's hand, "Hey, Rob, great to see you! I feel special, a personal delivery from the maker himself? Wow! Come on in."
Rob smiles and follows Jack through the door, the woman follows, a step behind, and they all head toward the living room. Rob motions to the couch and says, "Rosie, take a seat there if you please."
The woman, Rosie, takes a seat on the couch and looks up at Rob, "Thank you Mr. Taylor." Maya watches her closely. Rosie? Isn't that what Jack said their robot's name would be? She'd chosen it, after the maid from the old show, The Jetsons. Jack had insisted on her choosing the name, but she left all of the other details up to Jack, and this was not what she was expecting. He had told her the robot would be very lifelike, but this was absolutely amazing. She looks human, not robotic. Rosie blinked and looked up at Maya, then smiled. "Hello," she said, "My name is Rosie. You must be Maya." And reached out her hand.
Maya took her hand and shook it, unsure what to say. Finally she smiled back and said, "Yes, nice to meet you, Rosie." Rosie's hand felt human-like, her skin soft and slightly warm. Her fingernails were short, but perfectly manicured and painted a pale shade of pink.
"Jack, I wanted to bring her over personally and introduce her to you. We have a few more that are due for delivery next week, but your Rosie is the very first to go live and she's special. I almost wanted to keep her for myself, but I knew that wouldn't fly with you. I'm working on my own now." Rob said. "There isn't much upkeep for you to worry about, although I would like you to bring her in for regular visits with me to keep her running as she should. I'd like to see her in three months, and then probably every six months after that. I'll run any updates that need done, and any physical maintenance to keep her in tip-top shape, but she's entirely self sufficient. She'll charge herself up when she needs it, and she'll keep herself clean and groomed. She's got a suitcase with a few outfit changes in it, although you can buy her any clothing you want her to wear. You just give her the commands and she'll do whatever you ask. Treat her just like you would a regular maid. Show her where everything is and how you want things done and she'll do it. She'll learn your routines and after a couple of months she'll know you guys so well you won't know how you functioned without her."
"Thanks, Rob. Wow, She's truly amazing. As much as I wanted to see her over the last couple of months, I'm glad I waited for the surprise of the finished product! Maya, what do you think? Any questions for Rob?" Jack turned to me and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close.
"I wasn't prepared for something so lifelike, Rob. You said she grooms herself and cleans herself. How does she do that? Does she shower? Where does she go at night?" I asked.
"Yes, she can shower, although she doesn't really need to unless she gets really dirty for some reason. But she is waterproof for showering purposes. Best not to submerge her, like in a bath or a pool, but she's made for cleaning, so don't worry about her getting wet. As for storage, that's up to you. She doesn't need much space, so you can show here where you want her to shut down each night. You could use a closet, or a spare room. She'll need a place to store her things, clothing and the like, so I'd make some space in a closet or dresser for that and explain to her that she can choose from anything in that area. She'll learn quickly and you won't have to repeat yourself twice. She remembers everything you say and do. Oh, and she has some basic recipes programmed into her memory, but if you show her some of your favorite recipes she'll memorize those as well." Rob stepped toward Rosie and affectionately smoothed her blond hair back. "Rosie, you will be staying here with Maya and Jack. This is your home now, so you listen to Maya and Jack. Understood?"
Rosie smiled and nodded up at Rob, "Yes sir. I'm looking forward to my new home. I can't wait to get started and help Maya and Jack around the house."
Maya watched Rosie while Jack and Rob talked about work and finally walked toward the front door. Rosie was about the same height as Maya, 5 foot 6 inches, but while Maya was thin and athletic, Rosie was much curvier. Her breasts were larger, at least a C cup, and her hips and butt seemed larger too, although it was hard to tell in the dress she was wearing. Her blonde hair looked soft and shiny, and was cut right at her collarbone. Anyone walking down the street would say she's a knockout. A natural beauty with full red lips, sparkling blue eyes, and a creamy light complexion.
She seemed the opposite of Maya in so many ways. Maya's own hair was dark brown, and fell in soft waves to the middle of her back, and her green eyes complemented her olive skin tone. She had a natural tan year round, and had been called "exotic" by her husband when they first met, fifteen years ago. Jack hadn't said much about what Rosie would look like, but now Maya wondered exactly how much say Jack had in that department.
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A few hours later, Maya had settled Rosie into her new space. They'd decided to give her one of the spare bedrooms, with her own closet and bathroom. She looked so human-like, they decided they couldn't just stick her in a closet. Maya had shown Rosie to her room and explained to Rosie where she should store her things. Afterwards, she showed her around the house and explained some of the chores that would be Maya's responsibility, such as laundry, dishes, dusting, and cleaning the floors. Eventually, Rosie would take over all of the cleaning, but it would take a while for Maya to figure out a full list. Finally, she led Rosie to the kitchen and gave her a recipe for dinner, telling her to ask if she needed help finding anything. As she watched, Rosie scanned each cabinet and the refrigerator, and began to prepare the food.
Maya walked to the bedroom where her Jack was sitting in bed reading. She climbed on his lap, straddling her legs around his waist and kissed him. He set his book aside and kissed her back, then leaned back, "So, what do you think about Rosie?" he asked her.
"I was totally unprepared for her. But so far, she seems great. She's already making dinner, and has unpacked her bags. It's strange, I know she's a robot, but my god, she really seems like a human to me. And she's beautiful. Speaking of which, how much of that was your choosing?"
Jack kissed her throat three times, each time slower and longer than the time before. Finally he said, "Well, I wanted her to look totally different from you. It would be weird for me to make my maid look exactly like my wife, right?"
"Well, yes, I guess so," Maya said, pulling him towards her throat again. His lips trailed down toward her chest and he pulled her shirt down to expose a nipple and placed it in his mouth. "DId you choose her body too? Her breasts? Her butt?"
Jack didn't answer at first. His hands cupped her breasts as he licked and sucked at her nipples. She arched her back, pressing her tits into his mouth and moaned. "Rob gave me some choices to choose from..." He finally admitted. "And I picked one. Honestly there were no bad choices. No fat, ugly robots, if that's what you're asking."
Maya laughed and ground her hips against his. "Of course not, these robots are made by men, why on Earth would they not be gorgeous? I'm not complaining, I just wondered."
