4 comments/ 31083 views/ 15 favorites My New Pet Robot 01 By: Beatnic_jazzman My New Pet Robot 01 Despite their protestations I had Vincent get back onto the trolley. I was hungry, tired and in need of a shower and a shave. I headed home, wheeling Vincent up the curving horizon and off to my house. Or, technically, my parents' house. At the door I told Vincent to resume normal operations and left the trolley there as he floated on behind me. The house was empty. It was getting on for late afternoon so I hadn't expected anyone home yet. My older sister Maggie would be first home, then my mother as she finished her shift. I went to the fridge and got myself a beer, then sorted through the freezer to find a pizza and threw it into the oven before heading upstairs to my bedroom and a long-awaited proper shower. Shaved, refreshed and with clean clothes on I headed back down to the kitchen and my slightly mistimed, overcooked pizza. I had it half eaten before big sister turned up. "Jeff," she began, her eyes drawn from me to Vincent floating alongside me. "What's that?!" "My new pet. It follows me everywhere just like a puppy dog." "How is it floating?" "Oh, it's got lots of tricks." "No, seriously, Dad messaged me not to listen to rumours about you and then I come home to find a barrel looking over your shoulder. What's going on and what's that thing?" I laughed. "It's my new robot. I found an alien artefact drifting out there and this thing popped out. It's my 'Guardian,' so it says. I've named it Vincent." "Alien," she said rhetorically, eyes gleaming. "Yes, it's been ploughing through interstellar space for hundreds of years, a derelict from some war they're having." It felt good having my sister hanging on my words. She was the really intelligent one in our family. Both our parents were administrators and I was set to be an engineer, off to university then back to join our small space force to help maintain them. Sis, on the other hand, was doing some teaching here while she researched and put the final touches to her D.Sci. she was also tall, much taller than our mother, who only stood one metre seventy. For a time I thought I might beat my father's two metre ten. I'd overtaken her last year, beating her two metres six to stand two metres eight. She had a careless beauty to her. Her hair was cut short like anyone who worked in micro gravity, she never wore makeup or pretty clothes yet she would draw your eye when she entered a room. Her tinkling laugh was infectious and she would stand toe to toe when she argued with you. She was taking a closer look as everyone had so far, drawing her fingers down the 'skin' and trying to peer under the dome. "Does it talk? Can I ask it questions?" "No," I said and went hurriedly on. "It is telepathic but tuned to my mind. You can ask it any question you like. I doubt it can answer what is life." "Forty two," she interjected. "But...." I lost the thread, mentally laughing at her joke. "Ask it the definive value of the fine structure constant." Vincent came out with a string of numbers. I mouthed them for him. "Stop! That's enough. Okay, I believe you now. We don't know past seven digits with any certainty." She got up from her crouch and came to sit next to me, pulling her skirt back down. "That could hold the secrets of the universe," she said softly. She turned to me. "The authorities are going to want that." I laughed again. I hadn't seen it in action but I was pretty sure it could resist any attempts to separate us, and deal with any other threat as well. "No chance. A, it's not mine to give and B, it's got a mind of its own." "A thing like that needs to be exploited properly. Think of the things we can learn from it." "Whose side are you on?" I asked, taking the conversation more seriously. "Humanity. Why will it only talk to you?" I explained everything again, giving her a synopsis of what I'd learnt on my trip home. She asked Vincent a few more questions through me before the arrival of my mother and another repeat explanation, supported by my sister's added voice this time. My New Pet Robot 02 My New Pet Robot 02 My father was right that there were some desperate men there but with a population of only seventy-odd I didn't consider them a big problem. The satellite cities circling Earth would be alright. They were the domain of the rich. They'd found a way to take it with them, but only into orbit. Moon base would survive after a fashion. They had a population of over ten thousand and lots of modern industry sited there. They had the resources and space to expand. We would scrape by. There'd been debate about accepting the miners as refugees, the influx of all that many men would put women at an even higher premium. She was amazed when she understood that it was floating on anti grav. She was doubly amazed by its telepathic abilities. We sat on the stools in the kitchen while I talked. When I finished I was sore from the hard seat, but Rose was all smiles. Time had slipped by. Though her conduct had been business-like I'd enjoyed having her here. I doubt she said more than twenty or thirty words but she'd have a chance to say more tomorrow, and the tomorrows after. "What time do you want to come by tomorrow?" I asked, standing. "Nine 'o'clock, same as regular work," she replied, following me up. "I've got to get this lot back to the office and uploaded now." I followed her back to the lounge, watching her slim hips waggle and catching the faintest trace of her scent, wondering if it was local or imported. I offered to help pack but she laughed that off. It was only a tripod and camera, barely a minute's worth in total. I saw her out, watching her walk away and wishing the night away so I could see her sooner. I just listened to music till Sis came home; I couldn't concentrate on the book. "Hi," Maggie said as she appeared behind me. "Had a relaxing day?" "Ha," I snorted. "Do you know a girl called Rose? She was in your year." "Rose...." she mused. "She's a blond, bit smaller than me?" "Same size now, I think, but, yes, a blond." "What of her?" "She was here to record my first Q&A. What do you know of her?" "She's a McTavish. Her father's on the council as well, why?" "Nothing, really. She'll be around tomorrow for another session." "She's a nice girl as far as I can remember. What's she doing now?" "In an office somewhere, I think. She didn't say much." "Aha. I'm going to get changed. Put some coffee on, will you?" With that she turned and was out the door before I stood. I went and set the water warming and sat on a stool waiting. The talk of Rose had set my heart beating a little faster. She had something about her that had stirred my interest. Still, there was no point dreaming about her, she probably already in a relationship. I was thinking about my leaving for university but there'd be none of that now. I couldn't see them letting me wander around Lunar One with Vincent trailing behind me. My reasoning depressed me, putting the biggest strike against Vincent yet. I had another talk with Father when he came home. They'd opened the pod and found a desiccated body. It was furry, a dark fur, they thought, and the first x-rays showed a hundred and fifteen centimetre skeleton. It looked bipedal with three-fingered toes and hands. He dialled up his secure channel and showed me some of the pictures; I was vaguely reminded of a kangaroo. They were processing the DNA now, little snips had been taken and these were being examined now. Some of the scientists wanted to send samples to Earth since they had better facilities and brains down there. Security prevailed, of course, same with the pod itself. It wasn't a metal as we thought of metals. It had organic structures in it. They hadn't dared try to open the rest yet. The skin was impervious to our cutting lasers and they were resorting to ultrasonics to look for catches or something. I spent a listless night, trying to read my book, waking up lying on top of it listening to the warning bleep of the low power alarm. It was early, only oh five forty nine, too early to get up yet sleep had left me, my meeting with Rose filling my thoughts. My New Pet Robot 03 My New Pet Robot 03 "Hello, dear, you look like you've had a busy day," Mother said from behind me. "Oh, what?" I said, sitting up again. "Been busy?" "No, boring day. I wish I could get out." "I'm sure it's all for the best." "That's the trouble, it is. I can't go anywhere with Vincent trailing behind me so I'm stuck here." "Did your father say how long for?" "No, I presume it's till they've extracted all the useful data from Vinnie here." "Well, how long can that take?" "I don't know, I should just ask him the answer to everything, life, the universe, infinity." Mother laughed. "That's easy, forty-two." I gave a little chuckle. "That's cheating, give me the reason." "Oh, I'm still working on that," she said, laughing again. "Your sister home?" "Yes, some time ago. She's probably in her room." "Dinner in fifteen, okay?" "Yes, fine. I'll message Maggie." I lied back down as Mother walked to the kitchen, grabbing my pad and sending Maggie the message. I turned the TV on and started to channel surf, ending up with an easy listening channel. I let Mother take control of the channels after dinner and sat watching her soap. When Father arrived home I dragged him to his study, bringing up the folder of stories I'd downloaded from Vinnie. "I don't know what you want to do with them, there looks to be about forty or fifty of them. They should shed some light on Vinnie's people." "Well," he said studying one on the screen. "Well done on finding them. We don't really have the skills to analyse them up here. I fear they'll have to go on the back burner till we start negotiating with Earth." "Oh, okay. How's the examination of the pod going?" "We're not much further forward with that. We've cracked it open but we don't have a clue what we're looking at. Like a caveman looking at a fusion generator. Are you sure your robot can't help? 'Vincent,' I thought. 'Do you have any engineering skills at all?" "No, I can diagnose module faults and change those but we have specialised robots in repair and maintenance. Things don't usually break down that often." "Sorry, Dad, Vinnie can't help with that. He's limited to changing out boards." "Even that might help. They're all just shrugging their shoulders up there." "It'd be nice to get out, but let's get the question sessions out of the way first." Meaning spending time with Rose, time with her that was precious. I didn't want to lose a minute of it. "Oh, that reminds me. You've got the freedom of the lower levels back. You and your 'Vinnie' are free to roam anywhere but topside. The council agreed on it this afternoon." "Thank, Dad," I said excitedly. I wanted to hug him for freeing me, now I could spend more time with Rose. I thought about messaging Rose to tell her then thought I'd wait and walk her home, surprise her with the unexpected. "Anything else?" he asked. "No, I've got nothing. I'm just glad I'm free again." "Go enjoy yourself, then." I was out the door quicker than he could open his pad again. I stopped in the hallway. If I knew where she was I might have been tempted but there was only an hour to wait so instead I turned to my room and thoughts of her as I watched the minutes tick by. I was on the front porch, wine in a cooler bag, five minutes before she was due. I caught my first sight of her, my excitement bubbling up as she drew near. She waved as she noticed me waiting. I could wait no longer and started down the path to meet her. I stopped in front of her, feeling awkward, wanting to hug her, kiss her, but not wanting to seem as if I was pawing her. Tonight she was wearing a near knee length skirt with a blouse under an open bolero. "Let me take the bag, it looks heavy," I said, holding my hand out. "It's okay, I've carried it this far." I walked alongside her as she continued walking, daring to catch her hand and hold it as we strolled up to the door. I led her through the house and out into the back, picking up the blanket by the back door. My New Pet Robot 04 My New Pet Robot 04 She kept pushing down, taking a snort of air as I felt it fill her mouth. She gave a slight gulp and my head slipped into her throat. I gasped with pleasure, hands tightening to fists. She pushed down till her lips met her thumb at the bottom. Fire and ice mixed. As she drew back I groaned, groaning again as her tongue played over my head and her lips bobbed on it. My hand took her leg, my fingers brushing up her inner thigh, my forefinger finding her nub and stroking it. She wriggled, pressing against it as she opened her legs slightly, letting it part her slit and bring my middle finger and thumb to stroke her plump outer lips, the fine hair rolling under them. She swallowed it down again, giving a couple of bobs at the bottom, mixing fire and ice again. I rubbed faster as I felt my pleasure build even though she'd stopped and was 'only' licking. My breath was shortening and my hips restless as she went down for a third time, bobbing on my head in and out as my hips gave a final thrust. She pulled back and sucked and swallowed as spurt after spurt filled her mouth. I lay in bliss, my hand holding her knee as I looked through unseeing eyes, wanting nothing more than to touch her. She licked the final drops then swivelled around to cuddle into me. She drew her leg up over my thighs, her head resting on my chest. I wrapped my arms over her shoulders, giving her a hug. She kissed my cheek with the side of her mouth. Time could freeze now. I wanted this moment to last forever, hold it in my memory for eternity. She thought of duty first, stirring. "You can take me for lunch." "We can drop the film off and go to the canteen," she continued, pushing herself up. She rolled herself backward and swung her legs over the side, raising a little to straighten her panties before stooping to retrieve her clothes. I followed her, stepping off the bed to gather mine and dress. I half watched her, the way her body moved, her trim figure. I couldn't believe the sex we just had. She was a goddess. I thought I couldn't love her any more than I did but I did now. She was dressed before me, standing, doing the last button up while I was reaching for my t-shirt. She was smiling at me as I pulled it over my head, stepping forward and taking my arm as I straightened it to my waist. "That was nice. You're no virgin when it comes to oral," she said softly. "I've never been throated before," I said as I reached for her shoulder and pulled her in for a kiss. She slipped her other arm around me and stood on tiptoes to meet my lips. We kissed, twisting our tongues together. My heart soared, my cock started to creep up. She broke the kiss. "Come on, time's already ticking down till we do it again. Let's get some food to keep our strength up." I released her, letting her slip from my arms as she turned to the door. I slipped a pair of outside shoes on and followed, pausing as she collected her bag. She linked arms with me as we walked out the door, leaning into me as Vincent followed on for his first public airing. My New Pet Robot 05 My New Pet Robot 05 I pulled her closer, slipping my arm around her waist. "I believe in the common good," she said. "Earth's been half destroyed by greed. Greed that is even now letting thousands die every day in useless wars mixed with famine and drought." "Vincent is going to change all that. Would that I could live to see the day when everyone's free from the constraints of supply and demand, of having to earn money to put food in your mouth so you survive into the next day to earn more money for more food." It was a feeling that had grown in me whilst studying history. All I could see was the exploitation of the many by the few. They gave it a branch of science as well, economics. American politics of the early twenty second century were the epitome of a mushroom culture and pork barrel patriotism. She turned and pushed me backwards, down to the bed. "That's another tick on the right side," she said with a smile. It was fun being in point two G, the pull was slight and slow. We lazily tumbled back, she twisting to get on top of me. I slipped my arms around her pulling her tight. "Ros," I said. "I'm your Mr Perfect." "You're my honey. I really hope this works out, you'd make a good sounding board for the book I want to write." "What book?" "A history book about Keir Hardie, a Politian at the turn of the twentieth century." "Never heard of him," I said. "He was an advocate of women's suffrage and an outspoken socialist, formed the socialist movement in Brittan, and called it the labour party." "Interesting man." "It's also about the conditions that were the catalyst for that movement. But that's enough of that," she said, moving to kiss me. My cock was more than a little stiff as she moved on top of me, landing athwart my hips and pressing down on it. It grew under her as she broke the kiss and sat, her thighs spreading as her pussy lips pressed down on it. "Let's get undressed," she said, smiling down on me. I stretched my hands and took the button on her slacks. She leant forward a bit, resting on my knuckles. I could see lacy red panties. She bunched my t-shirt under my arms. "Up a minute," she asked. I let her pull it off then leant back as she started to undo her blouse. She teased me with her bra, holding it on as she leant forward to give me another kiss and leaving it across my chest as she rolled off. Her hands were on her hips and she eased her trousers down before I thought of mine. She crawled around to my head while I struggled with my shorts. Putting her hands on my chest she pushed me back flat and shuffled her knees up onto my shoulders. The panties had no gusset, her pussy open and inviting above me, making me forget my shorts and reach up, my arms running up her thighs as I cupped her rounded buns. "Honey," she whispered as she took my head in her lips, sucking it through them as she grasped me. My tongue was stroking up and down her lips, probing deeper and deeper as I began to taste her juices. I pulled her closer, her pubes on my chin as my tongue tip sought her tunnel. I let it glide around it when I found it, feeling the intimacy between us, flesh to flesh. She was sucking it in and out, her hand at the base of it, thumb curled around it and fingers cupping my balls. The low level thrill was more than enough to keep me hard, letting me concentrate on getting her off. She angled her feet under my head, moving to bring her nub closer. I started on that as her feet pressed me in. my lips slipped around it and I sucked it in, flicking at the tip with my tongue. She squirmed on top of me as her feet fell away, pushing back at my head. I rubbed my tongue on it, pushing it back through my lips as I opened my mouth and began to stroke up and down over it. She gave a little shiver as I pressed harder, making more deliberate strokes as the aroma strengthened, massaging it with a caress. She shivered, her breath getting shorter as her mouth loosened on my cock. She licked at the head, her hot breath wafting over it as her grip tightened. I curled my tongue around her hood, stroking it with the tip and she shuddered. Her back arched up as she screamed. I felt her body tense for a moment then relax after she shuddered again. She floated onto me, as light as a feather, straightening her legs to lie down my thigh, her head near my knee. She relaxed and enjoyed it as it faded, lazily waggling my cock as her breathing steadied. It brushed against her breast and her hand moved up to start rubbing my helmet over it. She dabbed on some saliva onto her nipple and moved around to rub that against it. Her nipple hardened, pressing in as she waggled my head across it. As my cock stiffened she moved again and knelt astride me, bending to spread her lips over my head again. She held my head with her teeth and licked at it, her hand tightening to stroke me as I flopped back with the surge of pleasure. She stopped stroking and let me plateau a moment then sucked me in and all the way down, bobbing her head twice before coming back up for breath and then fucking me with her mouth. She grabbed my cock as I thrust my hips, stroking me as she started sucked on the head. My hips thrust forcefully as my seed erupted into her mouth. She swallowed and sucked again taking the second and third as I held my breath and felt the pleasure surge through me. As I lied panting she turned again to lay half on top of me, her head tucked into my shoulder, arms around my neck and her leg sloping across my thighs. I put my hand down to the small of her back and felt happy; even as the pleasure faded it was replaced by the awareness of her beside me, the touch and warmth of her body. I gave her a squeeze, feeling the rough hair of her pubes brush my thigh along with the lace of her panties. "Why do you wear panties?" I asked softly. "Stupid really," she said, rolling back to look at me. "I promised my mother I'd tell her when I took my panties off for a boy." "So you got crotch-less ones instead," I said, my amusement showing in my voice. "No, I made them all. I've got three pairs and I only dare wear them under shorts or jeans and things." "So today is a treat." "I'd have worn them last time if I'd known," she said with a giggle. "I was going to wait another day." She shifted around to lie next to me. I was doubly glad I'd struck first; I'd have had difficulty getting her along as a stranger still. "Jeff?" "Umm." "Do you want children?" "Not yet, that's something we can talk about after the first year." "I want at least one." "I'll be happy with that but we should give it time," I said as I turned toward her. I brought my hand to her chin and leaned over for a kiss. There was a surge of joy as she responded, pressing her nude body to mine as we kissed. "I love you," I whispered as I broke the kiss and held her in my arms. She smiled back at me then turned in my arms, pressing her back into me as she snuggled in. I lay there just holding her in the quietness, happy just to hold her and picture us as a family in the future, she, me and a couple of children. I felt her breathing soften as she drifted into sleep and cuddled her close as I drifted off to join her. My New Pet Robot 06 My New Pet Robot 07 My New Pet Robot 08 My New Pet Robot 08 "Which do you think then? We can get the 'genuine recipe' or stay and try out the one here?" I asked. "Let's stay in," she replied. "Now that we're dressed again we can go upstairs and eat." I connected back to the hotel site and reserved a table. "Ready then, Mrs. Kirk?" I said with a broad smile. She smiled back at me and linked arms, taking my hand as well. "Ready, Mr. Kirk," she said, tailing into a little giggle. We brought the chairs together and sat, not needing to talk to tell each other our feelings. I ate on autopilot, not tasting what I was eating or the wine we ordered with it. We skipped coffee and, with both of us high on knowing what was coming next on the wedding bed, we headed back to the room. As the door closed behind us I slipped my hands around her waist, sliding under to touch her skin. She raised her arms and I caught the hem and pulled it off. She turned around as I dropped the top and lifted my t-shirt up. She jumped onto the bed with her frilly bra and panties on, towing a nude me behind. My cock was as stiff as a poker as we cuddled together and started to kiss. When she hugged me to her I could feel her nipples like hard little pebbles on my chest. She looped a leg over mine and curled her heel to pull it between her thighs. As I pushed it in I could feel the soft flesh of her mons pressing against me. Our kiss continued as did my enjoyment of it, holding her head to mine with fingers tangled in her hair. I broke the kiss and eased her back, bringing my hand around to find her breast, my finger and thumb taking the nipple through the fabric. She pressed in again and started another kiss, franticly lancing her tongue in as her hands held tight to my head. She broke the kiss and rolled back, her hands going to the cups of the bra and ripping off the circular patches to reveal her nipples. I got to my knees and leant in over her, my lips taking one nipple and my finger and thumb the other. She gave a soft moan and reached up to take hold of my head again. I flicked at her hard nipple with my tongue tip as I sucked on it, my finger rolling the other on my thumb. I was lost in the intimacy again, controlling the pleasure she felt, delighting her with my touch. As I swapped breasts I brought my free hand to cup her cheek, my thumb rubbing over her lips. She opened her mouth and licked my thumb in, sucking on it as I played with her tongue. I pulled it back when I swapped next, grinding it wetly over the nipple. As soon as I moved my hand down she spoke. "Pull on the front, it's a trick one," she said hoarsely. I pulled awkwardly as she lifted her hips and it came free. I flicked it away and let my hand cover her mound, starting to massage it softly as my mouth and hand still worked on her nipples. I could feel my cock as I crouched further. My finger slipped between her lips as she opened her legs, the base rubbing over her nub as my finger tip slipped into the folds so wet and warm. I kept it all going as she started to moan and turn, her pussy getting wetter as my finger stroked inside. She heaved under me, her scream this time a deep groan as she shuddered and thrust her hips into my hand. As she fell back I scrabbled around between her legs and positioned myself, holding my cock and rubbing my head in the juicy depths. I looked up at her as I eased it into position, seeing her still laying back, hands gripping the cover. "Ready, Mrs. Kirk?" I said tenderly. I eased it in, inching it forward into the tightness. There was the slightest extra pressure and it was gone, letting it freely move deeper. Her head rose to look at me, her eyes wide. I brought my other hand down to lean forward and enter her fully, feeling her legs draw up to widen further at the final centimetre. I leant in and kissed each of her breasts while holding her eye and then started to flex my hips and fuck her. The pleasure from my cock was swamped by the joy of just doing it with her, seeing her there below me taking all I could give her. She came again before me, her scream a long 'Yes....' I came down to my elbows, keeping our hips tight, and started to kiss her breasts and nipples, feeling still a last feint pulse down my cock. She reached forward to take my head, pulling it down between her heaving breasts, reciting my name. As she recovered I pushed myself back up and started slowly to finish fucking her. She grasped my arms and began to grunt 'Oh' as I pumped, bringing myself to my climax. She exploded again, her nails biting deep as her back arched and she pushed against me. Her pulsing tunnel took me over the top, my hips jerking against her as my seed filled her. I collapsed with her as she flopped back, letting my elbows take the weight as I struggled for my breath. I was happier than I'd ever been as I lay my head between her breasts. As we lay I could feel my cock slipping out as it shrank. As it did I pushed myself up and put an elbow next to her head to kiss her. Her arms pulled me down, pressing us together into a slow, languorous kiss, her hands now caressing my back. I lifted my knees from between hers, planting them outside as she drew her legs in. I pushed my hands under her and gripped with my knees to roll us over, bringing her to the top. "That was everything I dreamed," she sighed, arching her head back. "You're mine forever now," I said, giving her a little squeeze. "And you're mine, and I couldn't be happier," she said, sliding her hands under my head. She moved her legs off mine and snuggled her head in cheek to cheek. As we lay quietly my thoughts wandered to how I was going to announce this to our parents. I'd announced her as my fiancée and she would be coming home as my wife. It felt funny getting married before Maggie. I woke in the morning to the urgent message alarm of my pad buzzing in my pocket on the floor. Rose was still asleep next to me and I gave an inward cuss as I eased away to answer it. Charles Dwight, the screen said. I tapped acceptance and his face appeared. I recognised him as he started to scream at me. "There's a seven kilometre long alien space ship headed for a rendezvous in an hour." My mind jumped into and out of gear. I turned and looked at Vincent. 'Do you know?' I asked. "Yes, they are coming to welcome you to the Galactic Federation. Many are afraid of you and I was sent as a test, a test you passed. All will be different for your race now, telepathy will give your kind the trust they need and expose any ill will." Charles was wittering on about it being invisible to radar, spotted by optical telescopes. I ignored him to turn to Rose stirring on the bed. "Vincent's folks have arrived. They'll hit a parking orbit in an hour." "What?" she asked, still fuzzy with sleep. I dropped my pad and flung myself across the bed, unable to hold my excitement. "The aliens are here, there's a seven kilometre ship out there swarming with all different kinds. Vincent was sent to test us," I laughed at the realisation. "A robot that can lie with the best of them." "Is it an invasion?" she asked, concern growing on her face. "No, it's an invite to join them, to make us telepathic."