When Claudia runs into Cassius's personal android, the situation becomes tense. Is Ashley really around just to help with the house or is there something more to her? Before jealousy can take root Ashley takes control giving new meaning to the term "room service."
Of course, things take a twisted turn with Cassius arrives on the scene. Ashley's wiles are enough, but when Cassius comes to play, Claudia knows she's beat. How can she withstand the erotic heat of Cassius with his android?
Warning: This short story contains explicit content and is meant for adults only.
Excerpt:
After moments passed, she recovered, finding herself dripping in a pool of her own sweat and arms tangled in the loose sheets on the bed. The long since passed sound of her own scream still reverberated in her ears. The world felt like a haze to her. She opened her eyes and let her gaze wander throughout the room.
She stopped when she saw him standing in the doorway. She blinked to make sure she wasn't dreaming, but he was there large as life. His wavy jet black hair had streaks of silver running through it. He was tall and well built, his dress white shirt slightly askew and unbuttoned, as if he were in the middle of getting dressed.
His chestnut brown eyes honed in on Claudia who was still spread with Ashley hovering over her exposed pussy. The android turned towards him too, either stunned by the interruption or waiting for his next command. They stayed frozen like statues in a twisted erotic tableau.
Cassius spoke first.
"What have I told you about playing with my possessions?" he asked, features darkening. The sound of his voice sent chills through Claudia's body.
