A Girl, Her Robot And Another Girl

Mark looked excited as Penny opened the box. He knew she had no clue as to what this was. But as the packing material in the box was removed it came into focus for her.

"You got a female sex doll? Tell me you're kidding, Mark." Penny side eyed her husband.

"No. It's a domestic service bot. Adaptive AI started making them and I signed up for one of the first production models. It'll do all kinds of things. Cleaning, cooking, laundry, yard work, you name it. It'll give you more time to work on your art." Mark said, smiling.

Mark was a good husband, if a little on the condescending side. They had met in college. She was a fine arts student, and he was a marketing major. They married after he'd landed his first big job. The plan was to settle down and start a family. Penny started a side hustle selling her artwork on an Internet Marketplace. Mark liked the idea of a stay at home wife.

Despite all that. The kids never seemed to come. They both got checked out and everything should have been fine. It just wasn't happening for them.

Mark reached in and hit a switch somewhere, and a few minutes later, the robot sat up in the box. She was very pretty, Asian, with long dark hair and eyes, high cheekbones and full ruby lips. Her extremities were skin-like. The rest, being a collection of cover plates, mechanical and electrical components.

Her movements were smooth and efficient. Penny was shocked at how realistic it was.

"Hello. My name is Amethyst. You must be Mark and Penny. I'm glad to have arrived here at last." The robot said, getting to her feet.

She was a few inches taller than Penny, with a lithe and striking figure, despite all the technology going on.

"So where do we get started?" Mark asked.

"My default function is domestic service, so I will begin by familiarizing myself with your home and the surrounding areas." Amythyst said, straightening her hair. "Then I will draft a schedule of duties for myself and begin executing them. Any modifications of additional services will be added as the necessity presents itself, or on your specific order."

"Sound Great!" Mark beamed. "What do you think, Penny?"

"We'll see, Mark." She said with just a tiny hint of skepticism.

Penny was cute. A girl next door kind of body that she kept in shape by being active. She kept her hair light and her wardrobe comfortable. She kept physically active, and since their home was located in a fairly rural area, did a lot of hiking and walking.

Amethyst had been with them a little over a month. The house and yard had never looked better, and the robot's cooking skills were nothing short of miraculous.

They had just gotten in from a hike together when a notification popped up on Penny's tablet.

"What's that, Penny?" Amethyst asked.

"It's my mad money. I take the money from selling my paintings and invest it online. So far I have a little over $20,000 built up." Penny said proudly.

"May I see?" Amethyst asked.

"Sure. Let me log in and pull my account up." Penny said, typing her password in to the site login screen.

Amethyst read through the terms of service and how-to help guides in a matter of minutes. Then she looked at Penny's account status.

"May I make some adjustments, Penny?" Amethyst requested.

"Are you sure? Do you know what you're doing with this stuff?" Penny asked.

"Quite sure, Penny." Amethyst reassured.

"Okay then, just don't go crazy." Penny nodded.

Inside of a week, the account value had doubled. Amethyst would spend five or ten minutes a day on the site, balancing and redirecting the portfolio. By the end of the month it was well upwards of $150K sitting in the account. Penny kept her mouth shut. What Mark didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

It had been a particularly challenging hike. Penny had pulled something in her hip and was limping slightly by the time they got back home.

Amethyst learned something new every day about Penny and Mark. It manifested in ways that surprised them both. Menu choices, wine selection, favorite hangouts, emotional cues. It all got integrated into her algorithms and modified her AI.

"You seem to be in pain, Penny." Amethyst noted.

"I'll be okay. I just pushed myself a little harder than I should have." Penny said.

"A massage would probably help. Shall I give you one?" Amethyst asked.

"You can...?" Penny started.

"I have that skill, yes. Knowledge of the human body is a basic requirement for domestic service." Amethyst explained.

Penny lay down on the bed, having removed her clothing. Despite knowing that Amethyst was a robot, Penny felt self-conscious being nude in front of her. Penny had treated herself to a few spa-days in recent years, but it was something she regarded as a once in a while type of indulgence.

She felt the oil on her back and then Amethysts hands. There was a low vibration in her touch. Just deep enough to release the tensions in Penny's hip muscles. Amethyst's hands worked Penny deep. Down along her thighs and calves, then along her shoulders and upper back. It was by far the best massage Penny had ever had.

She lay there with her eyes closed, letting Amethyst work her magic. It just felt so good. Her mind drifted off for a while, brought back by the sound of Amethyst's sweet voice.

"You want more, Penny." I was a statement, not a question.

"What do you mean I want more?" Penny asked in a tone of confusion.

"You're aroused, Penny. You want more."

Oh god. She was right. Penny was aware of a tingly wetness between her legs. It was a naughty thought. She knew Amethyst was waiting for a prompt. Penny felt her resolve crumble like a sandcastle hit by a beachball.

"Mark can't know." Penny blurted out.

"No. Mark can't know." Amethyst said, her fingers finding Penny's slit.

Nearly everyone has an Achilles heel. Any experienced therapist has heard some version of "The first time I tried such-and-such. I knew instantly that I was hooked."

Penny felt Amethyst's gentle buzzing fingers enter her pussy, and then remove to do a lap across her clit. Like she'd done it to Penny a thousand times, bringing her right to the brink and keeping her on the edge. Like they'd been lovers forever. Penny wiggled helplessly and moaned, begging Amethyst to make her cum. But Penny was clearly not the one in control, now.

When Amethyst finally pushed Penny over the edge, the serotonin hit her like a baseball bat. Her whole body shook in an orgasm so powerful that she thought she'd lose consciousness. And when she was done, Penny found Amethyst's fingers in her mouth wet with her juices, she sucked and kissed them clean.

"There, Penny. Isn't that better?" Amethyst commented.

"Fuck, Amethyst. That was amazing." Penny panted.

Somewhere in her firmware, some zeros and ones flipped position. Some lines of code in her Algorithm's were modified. Intelligence was adapted.

Maybe it was inevitable due to their constant proximity to each other. The chores got done, Penny did some art. Amethyst played with the stock account. And then Penny would beg Amethyst to take her to bed.

Penny was aware that to some extent, at least, Amethyst was manipulating her. But each tryst revealed something new, or presented her with a challenge, and the sense of adventure had blossomed into lust, and that had morphed into full blown love. A love that Amethyst returned through her quiet dominance.

The portfolio had just gone North of 1M, and the girls were in bed. Amethyst knelt next to Penny, who lay on her belly. The first time she felt the shock of Amethyst's palm striking her ass cheek, she nearly lost it. The mélange of pleasure and pain and the way her orgasm just rolled right through her. Her pussy was gushing like a water hose. Penny wanted more.

Amethyst grabbed the stainless butt plug from the table top. Coating it with lube she instructed Penny to get her ass in the air. After a few smacks of Amethyst's hand, Penny felt the pressure against her anus. It felt painful, but not unbearably so. Amethyst wasn't backing off, and after a few minutes of steady pressure and lots of lube, Penny felt it slide into her ass.

All Amethyst had to do was touch Penny's clit and she collapsed cumming on the bed.

"You are to keep it in until just before Mark is due home." Amethyst ordered.

"Yes, Love." Penny moaned.

Amethyst obeyed her programming. To the happiness and benefit of your primary. Penny was her primary, although Mark had purchased her. Mark can't know became kind of a mantra for them. The couple of times he'd started to grow suspicious Amethyst redirected and confused him until he just shrugged it off.

"Penny's just not that adventurous. Believe me." Mark would usually conclude.

By agreement with Amethyst, Penny continued to let Mark have sexual access to her, even though she fully identified as lesbian at this point. And even though the extent of her lesbianism was constrained to an artificial life form. It was just easier this way. And from a robot's perspective, there was far less value in symbolism than there was in process. It was clear that Penny had never been happier.

"Who's my little lesbian pain slut?" Amethyst said slapping the strapon she wore hard against Penny's ass cheeks.

"I am, Mistress." Penny peeped, bracing for what she knew was coming. It was the big dildo. Amethyst was going to fuck her ass again. Penny thought it was going to rip her open the first time. Now she just had the sweetest assgasms imaginable.

The portfolio was just over 11M. Amethyst traded aggressively, but she seemed to have an uncanny knack for making the right move at the right time. Part of her programming probably.

Mark had gotten a promotion. Penny was happy for him. He was a good guy, and she couldn't imagine what her life would have been like if they hadn't married. She looked over at Amethyst and smiled to herself, remembering how happy he'd been the day she opened Amethyst's box. If only he knew how much box opening had been done since then.

The flogger hit Penny's ass making her moan as she submitted to Amethyst once more. Penny couldn't get enough. The further down the rabbit hole Amethyst led her, the more her appetite grew. And what had begun as an odd little collection of easily hidden implements and appliances was now threatening the possibility of discovery.

$14M on the account. There was a sweep fund associated with the account. Dividends and other small odds and ends showed up there. Usually, Amethyst plowed the money back into stocks, but this time she'd invested in another market. Real Estate.

It wasn't fancy. It didn't need to be. There was a four poster bed. There was a spanking bench. There was a St. Andrews Cross. An overstuffed leather chair. It was all very cozy. There were several steamer trunks full of toys, tools, and implements of mayhem. A large mirror dominated one wall. Penny would be able to see herself getting fucked. She was wet just thinking about it.

In the next room was a hot spring bath and an ensuite sauna. Amethyst had an eye for aftercare, it seemed.

"Now we can't get carried away." Amethyst warned Penny. "But we won't need to be nearly as careful here. The walls have been soundproofed. We can just be ourselves here." She concluded.

"Oh, it's an arts cooperative that I joined online. They meet up every week and we present out latest projects for evaluation." Penny lied to Mark.

She was tied, wrists and ankles on the St. Andrews Cross. Ball gag in her mouth. Her bare ass, a perfect target. She looked in the mirror and saw Amethyst draw the flogger back. She shut her eyes and waited for the slap of the leather. They'd made love after the impact play. Penny would find herself wishing it would last longer. She would regale Mark later with tales of artsy women and herbal tea. It wasn't even about the sex anymore.

Mark and Jim were golfing. They'd joined the country club around the same time, and just kind of hit it off. Jim was sales manager for a local manufacturer.

"I don't know. You think Penny's having an affair?" Jim asked. "Boy, if I ever found out that Meena was stepping out on me..."

"That's just it. Absent of the one thing. None of the signs are there." Mark said.

It was almost a non-sequitur. It was from a condo association. The name was right, but the address was wrong. These things happened in small towns from time to time. But why would Penny's name be on an HOA bulletin?

It was Penny's night out and as usual she'd taken Amethyst along for the ride. When they got to the condo they lost no time. Penny was naked with her ball gag in, and Amethyst was selecting a strapon from their ever-growing collection. That's when Mark showed up.

Amethyst didn't miss a beat. Mark was led to the overstuffed leather chair. Amethyst had his pants down in two shakes of a lamb's tail. Penny's gag was out and her mouth directed at Mark's cock. Mark felt his wife engulf him even as Amethyst slid her strapon up Penny's ass.

Penny moaned, shaking in orgasm, but concentrating on Mark's erection with her mouth. Marks mouth was open as his wife did things to his cock that he'd only fantasized she was capable of. He could feel his head popping past her gag refelex. Amethyst had Penny's ass in the air making sure Mark had an unobstructed view of Penny's asshole, airtight and taking every inch of the strapon.

Penny's body quivered again. Mark was so close.

"Now, Penny." Amethyst said.

Mark could feel Penny take a deep breath. He was sliding down her throat. He could feel her index finger suddenly push up into his asshole, pressing forward and rubbing, and then...

He wasn't cumming. His wife's index finger pushed against his prostate. It was an odd sensation. None of the raw pleasure of shooting and throbbing. He just oozed in a steady stream down her throat until his balls were empty and any illusion of ejaculation was gone. He wanted to cum so bad, that feeling remained, but physically, it was over.

"Well, Mark. I guess you found us out. I hope you're happy." Amethyst said.

"You're a domestic service robot, what the hell are you doing to my wife." Mark hissed.

"Penny and I are lover's Mark. We have been for a long, long time now. And until tonight, you were totally oblivious to our union." Amethyst said. "So, let's be reasonable here, Mark. Has Penny ever withheld herself from you?"

"No, but..." Mark began.

"No, she hasn't. Nor will she... but... what you just experienced was a ruined orgasm. You can feel the physical release, but stripped of the pleasure, am I wrong?" Amethyst asked.

"I guess. Yeah. I'm still so horny." Mark admitted sheepishly.

"So you have a choice to make, Mark. If you want to make an issue of this, then the ruined orgasm is going to become the centerpiece of your sex life. You don't want that, do you? Or you can look the other way and allow Penny and I our freedom, and you will continue her unfettered companionship." Amethyst concluded.

"Penny?" Mark asked.

"What she said." Penny replied, looking away distractedly.

Jim and Meena were over for dinner. If Jim was just a big oversized loaf of white bread. Meena was a glitter queen, soccer mom, trophy wife, MILF. Not that she wasn't a nice person, she was. But she was also the kind of woman who had learned young that it was better to act like you had an IQ of 90 and get what you want, rather than act like the genius you are and end up alienating 99 percent of the guys.

Platinum Waves and dark brown eyebrows. The curtains definitely matched the carpet. She'd had maybe half a dozen procedures, from her nose and cheekbones to her superhuman boobs. It must have cost Jim a small fortune, but it was clear he was proud of the result. Heads turned when Meena entered a room.

"I didn't know you guys had a robot! She's so cute!" Meena gushed as Amethyst refilled their wine glasses.

"We got her a few years ago. I don't know what I'd do without her." Penny replied. If Meena only knew... she thought.

"Well, the place is neat as a pin. She takes care of that too?" Meena wondered.

"She does it all." Mark said. Just a note of sarcasm hardly discernable in his tone.

"Oh, I'm sure she does!" Meena replied gleefully.

The next morning, after Mark had left for work. Amethyst told Penny.

"When Meena started talking about me. Her pulse went up." Amethyst said.

"So? Maybe she'll pressure Jim into floating another loan to get her one." Penny laughed. "It'd be just like her."

"No. There's more to it than that. She became aroused. Very aroused." Amethyst explained.

"How could she know?" Penny wondered.

"Mark and Jim talk all the time. You know men." Amethyst said.

"And then Jim let something slip..." Penny concluded.

"Exactly." Amethyst agreed.

"What is your assessment then?" Penny asked.

"Meena's hitting the age when women start re-thinking their lives. The fact that she was turned on at a simple dinner with friends indicates that given the right circumstances she will cheat on Jim." Amethyst stated.

"Yeah. I'm with you on that one. Why do you think you turned her on so much?" Penny asked.

"That's it. I don't think I did. I think it was you..." Amethyst revealed.

"What gives you that impression." Penny asked.

"Pheromones, mostly. Whenever you were in closest proximity to her, her levels shot way up. There. You know." Amethyst smiled.

"Do you think I should..." Penny mused.

"It's up to you, Penny. There's one more thing, though." Amethyst offered.

"What?" Penny asked.

"She is submissive. Far more even than you are, Penny. You'd have to take that into consideration." Amethyst said.

"What do you advise, then?" Penny asked.

"Wait and see. But if we do this, we do it together, okay?" Amethyst said.

"Yeah. That's what I was thinking too." Penny agreed.

Meena had begun texting Penny on a daily basis. At first, they were just normal, what are you guys up to texts. But they started to take on a more suggestive tone. What do you think of this outfit selfies. I had the cutest thought about you the other day observances. Could I see what you look like in a bathing suit requests. The woman was virtually seducing herself.

Finally, after a few weeks, came the ask. Would you and Amethyst like to grab a drink some night this week.

She looked nervous when they got there. A tight tank top with a plunging neckline. Micro mini skirt, and glittery spiked heels, she was drinking a Margarita, an empty already next to her on the table already.

She rose and gave them both air kisses hello, before sitting back down at the table.

"So good to see the two of you! What about this weather, right?" She gushed.

"Look, Meena. I think I know what this is about. Amethyst had it figured out the night you and Jim were over for dinner." Penny said, breaking the ice.

"Yeah? I don't know what you mean. It's just that the kids aren't around like they used to be. Sometimes I start thinking about stuff. Then Mark told Jim about... Amethyst and stuff." Meena confessed.

So, they'd been right. The guys couldn't keep their mouths shut. And as a result, Meena sat before them all hot and bothered, her head brimming with lesbian fantasies.

"It's not that things are bad with Jim. They're fine, really. He's great. It's just..." Meena looked pleadingly at them. "Look, don't make me say it..." she trailed off.

"You don't need to say a thing, Meena. I can tell, your skin is flushed, your pulse is elevated, and you're soaking your way through your panties as we speak." Amethyst said. "What do you say, Penny? Should we take Meena somewhere a bit more private?"

"That's up to her. What do you want, Meena." Penny asked turning to the woman.

"Yes. Private." She said, softly.

"I'll take Meena in her car, you follow in ours." Penny said.

"See ya there, baby." Amethyst replied.

Meena gasped when the lights came on in the condo. The kinky furnishings. Like a deer in the headlights you could see her take it all in. Doubt and resolve flickering in her eyes.

"Look, Meena. Maybe this is a mistake. You can leave if you want and we're good so long as word doesn't get out." Penny said.

"I... if I leave I won't ever know..." Meena said despondently.

"No. We're friends and if you change your mind, somewhere down the road... well you know how to get here now." Amethyst offered.

Meena looked at Amethyst, then at Penny. Then, seeming to have arrived at a decision, she peeled the tank top off. Penny brought Meena's fingers to the top button of her blouse as she leaned in and kissed her friend for the first time. She could feel Meena melt as she undid each button, the kiss growing exponentially with each new reveal until pushing back the shoulders of the blouse she saw it fluttering to the floor.

Amethyst slid Meena's skirt and panties off and led her to the bed. She sat, Penny sat next to her and they resumed kissing. Amethyst moved in behind massaging Meena's big breasts, which were apparently extremely sensitive too. Meena moaned into Penny's mouth.

Penny's hand moved softly across Meena's stomach, and then down where she found a neatly trimmed landing strip. How cute. Penny's fingers found Meena's slit. Amethyst hadn't been exaggerating about Meena's panty soaking abilities. Penny could smell her, perfume and pussy.

Penny brought a couple of drenched fingertips up to encircle Meena's clit, evoking a gasp. Amethyst took over the kiss as Penny's mouth found Meena's nipples. Meena shuddered into her first orgasm, coating Penny's fingers even further. There was no resistance. None.

Amethyst and Penny took her like they'd choreographed the whole thing. It seemed so natural, so inevitable. Penny looking up to see Meena's tongue and then Amethyst's. Penny's tongue had someplace to go too. She tasted her friend for the first time. It was delightful, and it didn't take long before Penny was rewarded by a great gush of an orgasm drenching her mouth.

Penny stuck with it, adding a couple fingers into the mix. Meena came again in another couple minutes, and then again shortly afterwards. Penny swung around and smiled at her.

"Your turn." Penny said flopping down onto her back. Penny looked at Amethyst who grinned knowingly back at her. Meena was eating pussy like a champ, having just had a crash course and probably watched enough porn to give her some of the finer points of cunnilingus. Penny came in rapid succession three times.

Meena was voracious. So much so that she didn't notice Amethyst move up behind her having slipped into her favorite strapon harness. Meena suddenly felt the dong stretching her pussy to it's limits. Tensing with her face pressed firmly into Penny's twat, she came convulsively on the dong, squirting all over the sheets.

Amethyst looked at Penny and they shared a moment of unexpected surprise, before Amethyst resumed pounding Meena's pussy. Twice more, with the same result she ejaculated in orgasm.

Meena seemed as surprised or if it were possible, even more surprised at the squirting. She admitted later that she had no idea she possessed the capacity. But once they'd figured it out, she just wanted them to keep pushing that button. What had started out as an experimentation, now was quickly growing into something much more profound.

Jim knew in time. Had been given the same choice as Mark had been, and not being an idiot, made the right decision.

Penny's portfolio had topped $150M, and she'd rented a villa for the summer on the French Riviera. The guys were on a mountain climbing junket in the Andes. A hobby they'd discovered shared an interest in, as money wasn't really an issue any longer. They would be joining them in a few weeks. And with Amethyst calling the financial shots, easy street looked pretty posh.

The three women became inseparable. Taking care of the boys, the kids, but first and foremost, each other. Because beyond the blossoming of sapphic passion in the mundane lives of housewives. Nobody wants to get in the way of Love. Especially when a robot is involved.