Jim walked up to my porch with a stunned look on his face and his jaw almost on the ground. I smiled a knowing smile back as he finally made his way up the steps and stared at Annabel.
“Holy shit Tom… that’s from a catalogue?” he finally managed to get out as he looked at her perfect porcelain skin and serine face.
“Well, yes and no. I mean the base model is, sure. But I had them do a custom job. You can get these new sex droids customized pretty much any way you want these days.” I replied with a little pride in my voice.
“And she… she…” he stuttered waving in her general direction.
“Fucks like a wild animal? Oh yeah. Says the dirtiest, most degrading things you can imagine about herself all the while telling me how much of a beast I am between the sheets. Best sex of my life, certainly better than Amy.” I replied with a little bit of venom creeping into my voice at my Ex’s name.
Jim fell silent for a moment then asked the question he was hesitating to, “Have you heard from her?”
I shook my head, “No, and I don’t care to. She got her pound of flesh in the divorce… I’m not giving her anything else, not even a second thought.
Jim nodded somberly, knowing how acuminous the divorce had been. I wasn’t sure if Amy had started out as a gold digger or not, but she certainly had ended up that way.
“I mean, why would you now with… this?” Jim said as he waved his hand towards Annabel who continued to sit motionless.
I nodded and smiled, “So… do you want a referral to my sales guy? He got me a good deal all things considered.”
“Well… I mean… do you think she’s really worth the price?” Jim asked.
It was true, Annabel hadn’t been cheap. The new sex droids were still a premium product and all, still a decade away from being a commodity that the average person could afford.
“Damn straight she is. And not just because she’s a fucking sex goddess in the bedroom. She cleans the house, makes the beds, prepares breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and even gives a great massage after a round of golf.” I replied, slapping Jim on the back, “Best purchase of my life, and worth every penny, period.”
Jim nodded, “Well, why not. I haven’t dated since Mary passed and I’m not interested either, so a little companionship would be nice.”
Jim logged into the website the salesman had given him access too and was flipping through dozens of “base models” that he could select.
There were thousands more, but he’d filtered it down based upon his personal preferences. Blonde, thin, tall, modest bust, narrow hips, long legs, etc.
That still left all kinds of options, but he stopped flipping dead in his tracks when he came to the one on his display at the moment.
“Shit… that almost looks like Amy…” he said aloud to no one in particular.
It wasn’t of course, it couldn’t be. The base model in the picture was twenty years younger than Amy was, didn’t have any of the small tattoos he knew Amy did, and well, was a sex droid!
He’d always been a little jealous of Tom’s ex-wife. The woman was a terrible person sure, but she was beautiful and Jim would have banged her given half a chance… if Tom wasn’t his best friend of course.
He clicked through and just for fun, started clicking on options and customizing the base model into what he thought would be just a little harmless fun.
Jim stood in front of the row of beach houses he rented out during the summer with Amelia standing there with her hands on her hips and a look of wanton desire on her face.
It was amazing how much she looked like Amy, perhaps he’d leaned into that side of his customizations a little too much, and he wondered what Tom might say when he saw her, but he just hadn’t been able to help himself.
They’d just delivered her a little while ago and he’d been showing her around. Yeah, it was corny and certainly not necessary… she was a sex droid, he could have just taken her to his bedroom, bent her over and fucked her without saying a word. It was just… well… that wasn’t his style.
She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and leaned in against him, “Thank you so much for the tour Jim… but I was wondering if perhaps go back to your house and you could fuck me now?”
Jim had requested her programming to include a pretty aggressive desire for sex, it had been a long time since his wife had passed and he hadn’t been sure if he could do it without some prompting.
He slipped in beside her and wrapped his arm around her waist, “Ah… sure… sounds good to me.” he got out as they started walking back up the hill towards his home.
“That’s great!” she replied and leaned against him, “I’ve been thinking about your cock being stuffed in my tight little pussy since the moment I met you.” she finished with a purr.
Twenty minutes later Jim was doing just that as Amelia cried out for him to fuck her harder, faster, and deeper.
Jim looked nervous as I walked up the path to his home, shuffling his feet and failing to make eye contact with me.
“Hey Jim, what’s up?” I called out as I arrived at his stoop.
“Oh, hey Tom, not much… how about you?”
I chuckled and shook my head, “You were always a terrible poker player Jim, now what’s got you all nervous and not returning my calls?”
Jim chuckled and instantly relaxed a little, “Damn it, you always could read me like a book.” he said and then sighed a little.
I didn’t push him, instead letting him get it out on his own terms.
“I bought a sex droid too.” he finally said.
“Hey, that’s great!” I enthused and gave his shoulder a slap, but that only seemed to bring back the nervousness.
“It is great… right?” I asked.
“Oh yeah… great. It’s just… well, I hope you’re not upset when you see her.” Jim said and then turned and opened the door so we could enter his home.
Inside, standing in the living room, was his sex droid. I had to do a double take at the resemblance of her to my ex-wife and I have to admit I actually stopped cold in my tracks for a moment, but it passed.
“This is Amelia.” Jim said and wave towards the sex droid.
I nodded and managed a smile, “That she is. Quite the looker.” I replied.
“You’re not upset?” Jim asked.
I turned and looked him right in the eyes, “Of course not. I mean, I always knew you had a thing for Amy’s type… and I assumed Amy as well, but you were a man about it and never made a move. I respect that, so what if you found a sex droid that kinda looks like her, does she perform in bed? Does she fuck your brains out? If so, that’s all that matters with a sex droid really.” I replied.
It was if a weight had lifted from his shoulders and he reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, “Thank you Tom, I was so worried you’d be upset. Our friendship is too important to me to lose over something like this.”
We bro hugged it out for a moment and then continued on to the kitchen where Amelia had prepared some food for us.
I was pounding Annabel’s pussy from behind, her cries of pleasure filling my bedroom when the thought first popped into my head.
It was a crazy thought, one that couldn’t possibly be true, but it refused to leave, even as I filled Annabel full of my cum.
For the next few days I tried to push it out of my head, to fill my time with work around the house or fucking Annabel, or anything to take my mind off of it.
Eventually though, I had to admit it wasn’t leaving, and so here I was, on the computer stalking my ex.
There was surprisingly little about her online any more. The stories from the divorce were still archived in the local papers, a few news articles from another town paper after she left about some charity work, but her social media presence was gone.
The latest thing I could find was from a year ago, a social media post from one of her old friends asking if anyone had seen or heard from Amy lately. A few replies were simple no’s, one said they thought she’d moved over seas, another to the fly over states, two more to the west coast. But no contact details or confirmed messages from her.
My brow furrowed and a frown crossed my lips as I pulled out my phone and looked up the number of an old contact to make a call.
I looked down at the blonde on her knees and shook my head, “You must be kidding.” I said as the man that had brought me here stood beside me.
“Nope.” he said with a shake of his head, “That’s the secret of the sex droids that only a few people know about. We use nanites to reshape existing people into them.”
I suspected something was going on with the sex droids, perhaps they were scanning real people to build them, or using social media posts to scaffold them onto, but I’d never really believed it could be this.
“This one…” the man said waving his hand towards the woman in front of us, “Was a sixty-nine year old grandmother until a few days ago. Deep in debt, no family that was still talking to her, and a criminal record. Just the kind of people we target. A few days from now, she’ll be delivered to the buyer, fully customized and ready for use.”
I’d used my contacts from years in the tech industry to track down as much detail as I could, then, reaching out directly to the company, I made a calculated bluff and demanded a meeting.
And so here I were, in the factory that created the sex droids, getting a personal tour of the facilities from some mid-level manager.
We both stood in the room for a few moments in silence, eventually he broke it first, “So… what now? Are you going to go to the press with this or something?”
I turned and looked him dead in the eye, “Who would beleive me?” I asked honestly.
The man smiled and nodded, “Good call.”
Then he waved me back towards the door we walked in from and back towards his office. We sat down, him behind his desk in a comfortable chair, me in a less comfortable one in front of it.
“Look, we did some research on you, we knew you were going to be reasonable before you arrived.” the man started, “In fact, we even know why you were looking in to us.” he finished and then pushed a manila folder across his desk to me.
I took it and opened it, there on the top sheet, was a photo of Amy, along with stats and order details… along with Jim’s name.
“So it really is her.” I said with resignation.
The man nodded, “Yeah, our background guys missed the link between her, Jim, and you. We’re usually pretty careful about such things, but this one slipped through the cracks.”
“There are a few options here; the first and easiest is that you go back home and enjoy your life with Annabel.” he said.
I nodded in acknowledgement.
“The second is, if your interested, I can offer you an upgrade to Annabel or a second sex droid if either of those interest you.”
I shook my head no, “Annabel is perfect and I don’t have the kind of stamina any more for a second sex droid.”
The man chuckled and nodded, “Trust me, no one has that kind of stamina. Alright, the third option is that we could ‘recall’ Amy and give Jim a free replacement, if Amy’s presence is a problem for you.”
I again shook my head no, “Jim’s very happy with Amelia, I couldn’t risk taking that away from him.”
“So a true friend indeed. Alright, then I’m open to discussing any suggestions you might have.”
I smirked and nodded, “I do have one…” I replied and then laid it out for him.
Jim and I were sitting on my porch watching the sun go down as Annabel and Amelia eagerly sucked our dicks and we drank a nice whisky.
“Cheers.” I said as I held up my glass and Jim clinked it in return.
“Cheers… to a better life with a sex droid than we ever had before them.” he replied and took a sip.
I’d been working up to this night for months, and it was finally time, “I’ll second that. Do you mind if I ask you a personal question Jim?” I said.
“Of course not.” he replied earnestly.
I sigh just a little for effect, “Do you ever get the desire for something… different?” I asked.
He raised an eyebrow and then waved his glass towards Amelia’s bobbing head, “You mean something different than the best damn cock sucker on the planet?” he replied jokingly.
I raised my glass and we clanked again before I let out a chuckle of my own, “Well Annabel is the best damn cock sucker on the planet so I don’t know about that…”
We both chuckled and let a little silence pass between us.
Jim let out a larger sigh and then spoke, “Well, kinda yes and no. I mean… Amelia is the best, no two ways about it… but the first time I saw Annabel… I mean… wow.”
I nodded in agreement, “I know what you mean. When you so nervously introduced me to Amelia I was stunned… I couldn’t beleive you’d gotten so lucky with your base model.”
“Too base models.” Jim said and held up his glass and I returned the clank.
Jim looked nervous and I knew he’d figured out where I was going with this, he turned to look at he smirk on my face and one formed on his as well.
“You’re a dirty old man, you know that?” Jim said.
“That makes two of us.” I replied.
Jim looked out over the ocean as the sun set and took in a deep breath before replying, “Fuck yeah… why not. You want to do it tonight?” he asked.
I nodded, “No time like the present.” I replied and then we clanked glasses one last time before he left with Annabel, leaving me alone with Amelia.
I walked into my house with Amelia on my arm, leaning in against me and purring in my ear, “Baby, are you gonna fuck me good and hard tonight? I can’t wait to see how your cock compares to Jim’s.”
“That I am Amy.” I said and suddenly her whole demeanor changed. Gone was the purring sex kitten, replaced with confusion.
“What’s going on… Tom? Tom?!?! Oh my god Tom! You have to help me, Jim’s been fucking me for months like some kind of sex toy!”
A let out a laugh and anger crossed her face but she didn’t say anything.
It was part of the secondary profile they’d installed in her when they’d “recalled” her for a critical update. She’d been gone for a week, but when she returned Jim hadn’t noticed anything different, which was exactly how it was supposed to be.
I looked her sternly in the eyes, “Get down on your knees and suck my cock.” I commanded.
“Fuck no I won’t do that you bastard!” she shot back at me, all the while getting down on her knees and undoing my pants.
She continued her protest all the way up until her lips wrapped around my dick and she started sucking for her life.
After a while we moved up to the bedroom, the same one she’d slept in many times as my wife. This time however, instead of passionate love making, I fucked her ass raw and hard, all the while she begged me to help her escape from the programming that chained her.
I watched Amy stagger down the roadway towards Jim’s place in the morning, Annabel would be coming the other way soon enough, and I hoped that it wouldn’t be the last time.
Even so, last night had been cathartic to say the least. Even if Jim wasn’t interested enough for a second round with Annabel, getting some revenge on Amy had been well worth it.
And in any case, if Jim was hesitant, I could always offer to send Annabel over to him for threesomes if he returned the favour, I was sure that would get me a least one more night with Amy.
I headed back into the kitchen and picked up the hot coffee that Amy had made for me after she’d done the laundry and made the bed of course.
I walked to my porch, took a seat, and sipped my coffee, waiting for Annabel to return and life to return to normal… at least for now.
