The year is 2035, it was only ten years since artificial intelligence (AI) started to take over the world. Internet connected robots connected to AI computers were taking everyone's jobs. I was very fortunate because I had invested in a friend's robotics startup company twenty years ago. This company merged with a sex-bot company which then began to produce truly life-like female robots. With the development of AI, the robots not only looked and felt like humans but could also talk and think like humans. However, they also had many advantages over humans. They were stronger and could work 23 hours a day, with a one hour recharging time. They did not need to be fed or housed and lasted many years before replacement, with newer models. No wonder that they rapidly took over most human jobs.
Because of my friendship with the robotics company's owner and being a stockholder, he offered me a new housekeeper robot to beta test before it went on the market. This is my report on Beverly, the name I gave to my new housekeeper.
Beverly arrived at my door by taxi. She rang my doorbell and explained that she was my new housekeeper sent by my friend at the company. She already knew a lot about me by conversations with my friend and internet searches. She knew I was retired and 65 years old. She also knew I live alone since my wife passed away a year ago. She was gorgeous, she looked about 28, five foot 6 inches tall, with long dark hair, and large breasts. She wore a mini-skirt and a wrap around top tied in the front.
After my shock of seeing her beauty, I asked her to come in and sit down on the couch. She began by explaining her duties. She would clean my house, wash my clothes, shop for food, and cook my dinners. She would also take care of any of my personal needs that I desired which included bathing me and my sexual needs. She said she was a trained sex-bot and could perform all of my wishes and more. With that statement she got up from the couch, stood in front of me and untied her blouse showing me her lovely breasts and asked me to touch them. Which of course I did, they were very life-like and warm. She then asked if I would like to kiss them, which did not refuse. I was very surprised when I could taste a milky substance dripping from her nipples. She explained that she was plumbed for other secretions as well, and we will address them later. She said that she had followed my porn viewing habits on-line and knew that I liked watching lactating women breastfeed their partners and therefore came prepared. She then turned around and touched her toes and exposed her hairless vagina and butt under her short skirt that she had lifted. She demonstrated how she could open and close both her vagina and anus holes on demand as she gyrated her bottom. I knew I was in for a wonderful time.
The rest of my first day went as follows: She began by taking a tour of my house. She was amazing. She looked at all of my appliances and based on the model number downloaded in her brain, the part numbers of all parts that were likely to fail so she could order the parts and install them without a service call. More amazingly she went through my pantry and refrigerator and remembered all of my stock items and perishables and their use-by-dates. She then asked me what I wanted for supper. I always have a hard time with that question, so I let her suggest something. She asked if I would like an Asian, Italian, Mexican, Mideastern, European, or an American dish? I chose an Asian dish. With her knowledge of world recipes, my pantry ingredients, and my previous shopping habits, that's all she needed to know. Next she asked what kind of entertainment I liked. Again a hard question. Movie wise I like action movies with sex scenes but not too violent. Music wise I like soft music where I can hear the words without a lot of instruments. She began to sing me some popular songs, or lip sync, with backup music all of which came out of her mouth. She seemed to have a built in sound system. Clearly she was a super woman that no real woman could ever compete with.
After supper of an excellent Asian stir fry that she prepared, she asked me how I would like her to dress while we sat down to watch TV. I suggested that she wore only a robe. I had a short one that my wife used to wear that I brought to her. I also put on my robe and we sat on the couch. She could control the TV with her internet connection. Knowing my previous movie viewing and porn selections she could find movies that I liked in minutes, that would have taken me hours of surfing to find. We watched the movie with our hands exploring each other's bodies. She also showed me some of her other talents. She knew I liked to drink IPA beer and asked if I would like one. I said yes. She went to the kitchen and brought back an empty glass. I was confused, she then put the glass between her legs and pissed in the glass, I was more confused. She asked me to taste it, which I did. It was a cold IPA beer that I liked. She then asked me if I would like to lick out the spout. I could not refuse as she climbed onto the couch so I could lick her vagina.
After the movie, it was time to go to bed. We went into the bedroom, I lit a candle and played some soft music. We pulled back the blankets and removed our robes. I told her that I had erectile dysfunction (ED) but she already knew that by our fingering on the couch. However, she knew how to fix the problem. She explained that both her mouth and vagina could produce a vacuum that would draw blood into the penis and allow it to swell like when I was young. Her mouth and vagina entrance can tighten around the base of the penis to prevent the blood from flowing back out until it is released. Her tongue or vaginal walls would rhythmically squeeze the penis building in intensity until I climaxed. I also told her that I also have an enlarged prostate that prevents me from completely draining my bladder and I have to get up and pee sometimes twice a night. Again she said no problem, she will stick her finger up my anus and massage my prostate to reduce its swelling and will allow me to pee in her mouth and swallow it, so I don't need to get up. God has sent me an angel to overcome some of my problems of aging.
With my concerns relieved, I looked forward to a night of pleasure. Where to begin, unlike with real women, a slow buildup before penetration was no longer necessary. I chose the missionary position and mounted her between her legs. I could feel a vacuum pulling my flaccid penis into her vagina and the tightening around the base and it swelling with blood. The rhythmic squeezing began to build in intensity. I leaned forward and massaged my face with her breasts and sucked the cream from her nipples. She told me that it was Irish cream and the alcohol would keep it from spoiling at body temperature. I knew when I was about ready to cum, so I asked her to release my penis so I could try another position.