Don't Fall In Love With Your Sex Robot
Chapter Four
Yeah. I only have to program you to do it. He pushed aside the depressing thought. Screw this. Chester strode to the bed and disrobed. He made up for his lack of height by working out. He wasn't a gym nut or anything, but he had good muscle tone. And his Mr. Happy wasn't huge, but it could do the job, damn it.
"Nefertari, do you have a nickname or an endearment you like?"
She blinked rapidly. He realized she was processing his request. "You may call me Tari."
"Oh. Okay. I like that. It's…uh, nice."
"Thank you." She joined him by the bed, her fingertips stroking his chest. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations created by her touch. It had been a long time since he'd been caressed by a woman. "Chester, darling, do you desire a blow job?"
Chester did, indeed, desire a blowjob.
