Thomas Evergreen sat alone in his little corner of the world. He lived on a hundred acres of land, uninhabited except for him. He was an only child, never married, and never had any children. His parents had passed away years ago and he had no other relatives, except for a few distant ones that he shunned. They were only after his parent's wealth after all. The mansion and property were worth millions upon millions to the right buyer or inheritor.
At 42 years old, Tom wasn't likely to have children even if he wanted them. He never regretted not having a wife or child, but he had felt lonely in the year since his last living groundskeeper died. Now, the mansion and the grounds were all maintained by robots. Not the kind that can be conversed with but simple machines that only go about their simple tasks as they were programed to do.
Tom wasn't lacking entirely in company since many women and some men tried to be suitors to him. They were after his family fortune of course. He turned away the men since he didn't swing their way. He usually fucked the pretty women, then sent them away too the next day. All of them yelling curses at him in the morning when they so eagerly spread their legs and moan for him the night before. In had been about six months since the last attractive girl came along. To a rich man that is used to being able to pick any woman he wants, it was unusual to go without a naked girl in his bed for that long. Tom even entertained the idea of going into the town nearly an hour away and finding a woman that wanted to bend over for him. He rejected the idea each time since the thought of the women seeking him out made for more fun. He decided that if another woman didn't come after him within three months, then he would go to the town. For now, he did what he did each day when no woman showed up: he jacked off to a video of one of his favorite porn stars. The movie tonight was one with Chloe Foster, his favorite.
Tom was about halfway into the movie and Chloe was bent over the table being fucked doggy style when the proximity alarms sounded. Tom cursed the bad luck since he had been close to blowing his load at his favorite scene. He muttered to himself about how it had better be an early twenties woman with a tight ass and small tits coming up the road. And that girl had better be ready to be fucked for interrupting him this way. He looked on the cameras as a black SUV entered the grounds. Tom was greatly disappointed when a man stepped out of the car. He wore a fancy suit and had a look about him that shouted "I am a business man here to sell some shit."
Tom cussed the entire way to the front door. He was ready to blow up at the guy, send him on his way, and get back to Chloe Foster. Tom opened the door before the suit could even knock.
"Mr. Evergreen, I am pleased to make your acquaintance--" the man started.
"No," Tom interrupted.
"Excuse me, sir?"
Tom answered, "I don't care if you're an investor, a lawyer, an old family acquaintance, a distant relative, or the Pope. I would like you to get back in your car, back out of my driveway, and head on down my road off my property. I'm not interested."
Tom started to shut the door, but the suit blocked it with his foot. "Not even if I offered you a cure for your loneliness?"
Tom opened his mouth, but was unsure what to say. The stranger had captured his interest. Tom found himself opening the door back all the way open and ushering the man inside.
One month later...
The proximity alarm went off just after Tom finished lunch. He went to the monitors and saw a familiar black SUV coming up his road. Wow. He meant she would be ready one month to the day Tom thought. He still didn't think this was real. It had to be some joke or stunt to embarrass him. The stranger, Mr. Gill, offered him the chance to test out the very first Pleasure Android his company was making. It took some smooth talking on Mr. Gill's part to convince Tom that this wasn't some joke and even after that in the last month Tom had convinced himself that there had to be a con to it all.
After signing document after document, Mr. Gill asked him what he wanted the android to look like. After a few minutes of thought, Tom decided since it was a basically a sexbot he might as well ask it to be modelled after Chloe Foster. Mr. Gill assured him that wouldn't be a problem. He went on to ask about other aspects of the android he wanted such as clothing, hair style and color, style of hair on the pussy, etcetera.
Tom quickly opened the door as the android approached the house. She was the only one to get out of the vehicle and the SUV drove away after she exited. Tom's eyes must have been popped out of his skull at her beauty. There she was; Chloe Foster's doppelganger. Chloe had on tight blue jeans and a grey shirt that fit a little loosely to allow easy access for his hands, but it still covered her tits. Speaking of, her body was exactly like it looked in the picture that he sent to Mr. Gill as a reference for what she was to look like. Her blonde, shoulder length hair was right too. Without even seeing, Tom was sure she had the black bra and matching panties he had requested and that her pussy would be shaved like he wanted.
Chloe approached him and introduced herself, "Hello, Master. I'm Chloe Foster. Pleased to meet you." She even sounded like the porn star.
"Hello, Chloe," Tom said a little awkwardly. Even though she was a copy, his dick was already throbbing at Chloe Foster being in front of him. He also realized he was going to have to change some things right away. "Chloe, I don't want you to call yourself by the last name Foster anymore. Your name will be Chloe Evergreen. Understood?"
"Yes, Master. I'm now Chloe Evergreen. At your service."
"Another thing," Tom added. "Instead of calling me master, call me Tom."
"As you wish, Tom."
Tom ushered Chloe into the living room and told her to leave her bag there. He assumed the bag was full of the other attire and items he requested from Mr. Gill since the suit assured him that the android wouldn't have material wants.
Chloe looked at him as he stared at her body. She got an inquisitive look on her face. "What would you like me to do, Tom?"
Tom sat down in his favorite leather chair. Excitement was building in his cock already. There would be plenty of time to fuck her, so he wanted to start slow and examine her. "Come stand in front of me."
Chloe obeyed his command with a smile on her face.