Reunion

They were both drenched in sweat following; Dane hobbled into the kitchen for a glass of water. “Damn...it’s after 3:00, we need to get to bed. We’ve got to get you a dress for the reunion tomorrow, and I can’t look like too much of a sleep deprived train wreck.”

Dane walked backed into the main room and watched Lyenne rhythmically sashay into the bedroom away from him. “Fine, we can go to bed.” She turned around to face him. “Once we break it in a little.”

‘Clunk’!

The fitting room door slammed closed in Dane’s face. He took his queue and span around; slowly making his way to the nearest leather topped bench. Sitting with neck back and eyes closed he took a breath. The events of the previous night ran through his head like a movie projector running in fast forward. He had to correct his posture and flatten out the slowly growing bulge beneath his dark jeans as the memories played for him again and again.

“Daaaaaanneeeee...” pleaded Lyenne’s voice from behind the fitting room door. “Will you come in here and make sure this dress looks alright?”

Dane was up and at the door before Lyenne’s sentence was finished; He knocked twice and replied, “Of course!” Before he could finish his sentence the door quickly opened and Lyenne’s slender arm shot out of the dressing room pulling him in. She proceeded to wrap both arms around him firmly pressing her mound against Dane’s erection that was now certainly un-flattening out.

Their mouths met briefly, Lyenne’s delicate tongue calmly and confidently navigated it’s way through pre-determined areas of Dane’s mouth that most heightened his arousal. But just as suddenly as their mouths came together they came apart.

With a subtle push of Dane’s shoulder Lyenne gracefully flowed backwards, and with arms outstretched towards the sky, she slowly twisted around and around putting every inch of her synthetic body on display.

Lyenne paused facing Dane, elbows cocked, her hands gently resting on the bones of her hips. “Do you like it?” Lynne asked, her perfect white smile beaming brilliant white.

“I......I....” stammered Dane as he drank in her superbly engineered design.

The silky purple fabric of the dress hugged every curve and contour of Lyenne’s artificial frame. Her taught stomach stood classically flat, the slightest of indentations present due to her prominent hip bones. Swelled breasts stood mountainous above her petite ribcage; each breath straining the excruciatingly tight garment.

Lyenne’s nipples were just ever so slightly visible beneath their purple enclosure, their small points barely contrasting with the rest of her impeccably smooth attire. The dress’ plunging neckline ended only mere centimeters away from her nipples It seemed a perfect fit pushing her creamy bosom together, creating a most inviting crease in the middle.

The dress ended roughly half an inch beneath Lyenne’s amplified ass cheeks; Dane could only imagine that any moderate squat would immediately result in her utopian plastic sex becoming completely visible.

The straining purple fabric was only relieved upon reaching Lyenne’s artfully sculpted back where it gave way to straps that serpentined across her back before looping around her dainty neck. A modest but skillfully tied bow connected the two straps together tightly keeping the entire outfit splendidly in place.

Lyenne’s lengthy blemish free legs cascaded out the bottom of the dress slightly twisting with each other into shining leather knee high boots. The laces of the boots were tied in the same fashion as her dress; but Dane’s attention drifted from the laces as his gaze slowly moved upwards and once again met Lyenne’s beaming smile.

“....I....I...I absolutely adore everything about it! And, I absolutely adore everything about you!” enthused Dane.

Lyenne’s smile seemed to do the impossible and beam even brighter and more beautifully than before as she expertly shifted her weight side to side with elbows out, hands still resting on her hips.

“I knew you’d love it!” Lyenne excitedly shrieked. Her eyes narrowed seductively and instantaneously within her plastic-polymer chest Lyenne’s Carnal_Drivers booted up, prepping every piece of supremely maintained sexual hardware and initializing every line of code within her self-adapting coital software.

With that she bounded into Dane forcing her fabricated body against him into the fitting room wall. Their mouths resumed their earlier meeting, this time with much increased ferocity. Dane bit Lyenne’s ripe ruby-red bottom lip and she shuttered eliciting a sharp gasp. Her fabricated teeth gently returned the gesture as Dane’s right hand cupped her supple left breast.

Lyenne gasped again and activated her Wet_Ware in anticipation of Dane’s next move. Pumps housed within her slender thighs primed themselves and began pulling scented lubricant from her chest cavity. The warm synthetic lubricant entered Lyenne’s vaginal chamber, quickly warming her velvet-like coital walls to an optimal temperature.

Her Carnal_Drivers had fully booted up and were interacting with her Predictive_Interfacing_System flawlessly; this allowed for Lyenne to analyze Dane one micro-second at a time and to adapt her functionality on the fly in order to maximize her lover’s pleasure. Her fabricated pussy had fully readied itself a total 1.3 seconds before Dane’s finger first brushed her labia.

Lyenne groaned as one finger turned to two fingers and her thousands of Vaginal_Stimuli_Sensors began feeding her Carnal_Drivers with pleasure data. Her nipples hardened and engorged as Dane’s gentle cupping of her left breast increased with vigor. Her Areola_Stimuli_Receptors flooded her Carnal_Drivers with even more pleasure data forcing the main CPU within her plastic chest to relegate more processing power to Lyenne’s immaculate sexual operation.

Dane whispered into her neck, “Gawwwddd dammnn! You’re so fucking wet. I need you right now, but we have to be quiet.”

Lyenne nuzzled her mouth into Dane’s ear and breathily said, “I can be real quiet. Let me turn off my vocal functionality...because I...need...you...too.” With that last word Lyenne playfully bit Dane’s ear and immediately suspended all functionally of her Vocal_Matrix.

She took a step back from Dane continuing her sultry stare. Her Predictive_Interfacing_System drove Lyenne to provocatively wiggle her hips as she pulled the bottom of the purple dress up and over her pert ass cheeks exposing her flushed mound. She stared at Dane’s zipper who quickly took the hint and removed his jeans and boxers. His fully erect member elicited a grin from Lyenne who walked over to Dane put her arms around his neck and nimbly jumped wrapping her long legs around his back.

Next, Lyenne reared back lining herself up with Dane, before thrusting forward with her hips under the command of her Carnal_Drivers. Dane’s shaft entered her hot wet pussy and Lyenne’s head reared back and her mouth hung open, yet no sound came from the blissful blonde. Her Vaginal_Stimuli_Sensors worked in parallel with her Predictive_Interfacing_System shaping the contours of her inner vagina. Micro actuators housed behind Lyenne’s vaginal cavity extended and retracted along the length of the Dane’s member with each thrust to maximize his pleasure.

Hot lubricant coated their inner thighs as Dane firmly held on to Lyenne’s brazen backside. He pushed deeper and deeper with each rhythmic bucking of their hips. One thrust threw him off balance and the two awkwardly danced around the small fitting room still connected at the midriff before they plowed into the opposite wall. Lyenne’s back made contact with the wall first and the inertia of the fall forced Dane’s member deeper into Lyenne than ever before.

The flurry of data from her pleasure sensors quickly overloaded Lyenne’s Carnal_Drivers. A steadily growing list of sexual sequences were temporarily suspended as her main CPU diverted processing capability from other non-essential functions. For 2.2 seconds Lyenne looked at Dane completely frozen with eyes crossed and mouth silently agape.

The extra processing power kicked in allowing for Lyenne’s Carnal_Drivers to execute the previously suspended list of sexual sequences. Her orgasm sequence was the most computationally taxing; her vaginal walls began contracting and pulsing around Dane’s flushed member, lubricant cascaded through her vaginal cavity coating her inner thighs, her eyes closed with her mouth held slightly agape, and her nails dug into the fabric of Dane’s shirt digging into his flesh.

All of this was too much for Dane to handle and he began to come as well. Their mouths met and they passionately kissed as Lyenne’s sex expertly pulsed around him pulling out every last drop from his member.

Lyenne’s orgasm sequence had winded down and ended three micro-seconds after Dane had completely finished; a feat her Predictive_Interfacing_System had executed with utmost precision. This experience would be logged in the system and used for later “ventures” with Dane or other lovers to make any sexual experience with her even better than before.

The two stayed leaning against the wall, enjoying the afterglow, sweat dripping down both of their bodies.

Suddenly a voice from outside the door cut through the air, “Everything okay in there? It sounded like maybe you fell?”

Dane quickly glanced at Lyenne who began mouthing words but still produced no sound. He pointed to her mouth and then to his ears; this triggered Lyenne to re-initiate her Vocal_Matrix and immediately her voice returned perfectly fitting every inflection her mouth created.

She looked up to Dane as she spoke, “Nope, I’m fine!” Lyenne winked at Dane, “In fact, I couldn’t be any better!”

Part III - Making Entrances

“Dane! You son of a bitch! You look like a goddamned train wreck!” Two calloused hands wrapped Dane in a hug before a couple pats from the calloused hands ended the gesture. “It’s good to see you man. It’s been too long. Really.”

Dane echoed his friends enthusiasm, “It has been a minute or two hasn’t it Carson!?” He couldn’t hold back a smile. “I miss you man! I agree it’s been too long; we need to get together soon.”

Carson, oblivious of the latter statement, fixed his eyes to Dane’s right. “And who is this?” He playfully chided.

Dane replied, “Well, this is reason I look like a goddamned train wreck tonight. Carson, this is my girlfriend Lyenne. Lyenne, this is Carson...him and I go way way back.”

Never one to disappoint on a first impression, Lyenne’s Personality_Interfacing_System effortlessly formulated a response to win the favor of Dane’s friend. Within 0.67 seconds of Dane’s introduction Lyenne cocked her head at an angle of 32 degrees (meticulously tested and considered to be friendly without being sultry), her manicured left hand began to run through her blonde hair, her manicured right hand reached out to greet Carson, and her Vocal_Matrix erupted into life. “It’s so nice to meet you Carson! As I always say, a friend of Dane’s is a friend of mine!”

An awestruck Carson returned Lyenne’s gesture shaking her delicate hand. “Well Lyenne, it’s an absolute delight to meet you. I also have a saying, it goes that any friend of Dane’s is a friend of mine. This man has been there for me through so much...if you ever need anything at all don’t hesitate to ask. Now the only question I have Dane, is where in the world did you meet her?”

Lyenne took a step backwards putting her finger in front of Dane’s lips as he was about to speak. Her melodic voice spoke, “Well actually, Andre introduced the two of us...” She quickly pecked Dane on the cheek and grinned, “...and we just hit it off immediately.”

Carson chuckled, “Ahhh good old Dre. Well I’m happy to see you two together. I do have to go find my date however, she disappeared by the bar a little bit ago. Once you two get settled, come find us! Her name is Addie, and she’ll want to meet you both.”

“Alright man, we’ll see you in a little bit.” replied Dane.

As soon as Carson was out of sight Dane pulled Lyenne close. He softly spoke in her. “That was fantastic. You were...you are fantastic. Thank you.”

One blink served as the intermission before the two locked into a quick but passionate kiss.

“Of course honey, that’s what girlfriends do.” She gave him a playful smile a comical punch in the ribs.

Dane grabbed Lyenne by the shoulders, turning her to face him, and he spoke in a hushed but serious tone. “Are you functioning perfectly? Everything from last night is fixed...and that won’t happen again right? Not in front of everyone I know?”

“Of course I’m good dear. As long as you don’t bend me over like you did last night in front of the sink.” Blithely responded Lyenne with a wink.

An obviously anxious Dane interrupted, “It’s just that it can’t happen here. It just can’t, so if you have any issue at all come find me and we’ll leave okay?”

“Okay.” Replied a reluctant Lyenne, before her sapphire eyes glassed over into a vacant gaze and her perfectly contoured body locked itself rigid like a doll.

Just as quickly as she entered the robotic state she exited it. Her simulated mannerisms returned their operation Lyenne once again appeared more than convincingly human.

She reassuringly grabbed a hand of Dane’s. “I just ran a full system diagnostic and I am functioning well within all parameters.”

Dane twisted his hand out Lyenne’s grip. “See! That’s what I’m talking about. Stuff like that! You can’t do that with other people arou.....”

Dane’s words were smothered as Lyenne under the direction of her Personality_Interfacing_System fully pressed herself into him. For the second time that night she placed a finger in front of Dane’s lips. She spoke sensually into his ear, “I’m functioning flawlessly Dane...flawlessly.” With the last syllable she moved Dane’s hands onto her pert buttocks; his fingertips hesitantly digging into the fabric of her dress. “My battery is at 86% and I...can...go...all...night.”

Dane pulled Lyenne closer, and with hands still clawing her ass the two embraced in a deep sensuous kiss. But, just as they began their endeavor a voice called out Dane’s name. A voice Dane hadn’t heard in four years. A voice that pulled at every thread of Dane’s emotions. A voice that caused neurons within his brain to explode. A voice that cut Dane like a knife and belonged to his ex-fiance... Anne.

“Well look at the two of you.” A slightly condescending Anne bespoke, “Daniel, it looks like that you are doing much better than Ben made it sound. He went on and on about how worried he was for you, how he thought...the loneliness was really having an effect on you.”

Dane stared down the black haired she-devil in front of him calmly responding. “Anne...what the hell are you doing here? And why were you talking to Ben about me?”

Anne’s slender face took an amused look and her eyes lit up. “Oh you didn’t hear? Well, Ben and I have been seeing each other for several months now...so here I am at his reunion, and here I am talking to you and...oh who’s your friend?”

“Her name is Lyenne.” Huffed an audibly frazzled Dane, “And...we’ve...also been seeing each other for several months.” Dane exhaled loudly, “Lyenne, this is my ex-fiance Anne. Anne, this is Lyenne...please be nice to her.”

Lyenne opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted harshly by Anne. “Oh Dane! You know I don’t like it when you go around throwing that word around. ‘ex-fiance’...Bleh! it sounds so totalitarian.”

Dane held back vomit. “Whatever, Lyenne this is Anne...my...my friend’s girlfriend.” He glared at Anne, “There, happy?”

Anne glared back. “Very Happy.”

A red-faced Ben came into the room; he attempted to greet the group but was let down when a mouthful of cake muffled his voice. He walked up to Dane, playfully bumped into him, swallowed his cake, and spoke up. “Dane...I see you’ve been acquainted with Anne...good...that reminds me...can we go talk in a private for a minute or two.”

Dane nervously looked to Lyenne, who unbeknownst to him was flooding her Personality_Interfacing_System with scenarios to best handle the situation.

Ben persisted, “Come on man, it’ll just take a few minutes. Maybe the ladies can grab us a few drinks while we chat eh?”

“That sounds like a great idea babe.” persisted Anne. “Come on Lyenne, let’s go get our men something to drink.”

Lyenne and Dane met eyes one last time before parting ways. A sense of dread engulfed Dane. Ben’s words were entirely lost on the awestruck Dane, who still couldn’t believe the circumstance.

Part IV - Making a Scene

After Lyenne and Anne disappeared around the corner towards the bar the cheery cheeked Ben put a rough hand on Dane’s shoulder. “Look Dane...” Unbeknownst to Ben a vodka scented cake crumb shot from his mouth hitting Dane on the bridge of his nose. “...I hope it’s okay that I brought Anne along tonight.”

Dane nodded. His attention was not on Ben’s speech, but instead focused on the thought that his ex-fiance might discover that his ‘girlfriend’ was a sex robot.

Ben continued, “It’s just that we’ve really hit it off Anne and I! For the longest time I suggested it wasn’t appropriate she came tonight, but she insisted and insisted.” Ben’s hand moved from Dane’s shoulder to his own unkempt beard. It slowly moved up and down as his eyes stared past Dane. He went on, “What I’m trying to say is that I’m sorry. I should of told you that she was coming with me ...I just really wanted you to come tonight man and I thought if I told you that you might bail!”

Dane was caught off guard at the earnestness of Ben’s apology. “It’s fine man...really. It just caught me a little of guard as I’m sure you can imagine.”

Ben pulled in Dane for a quick hug, “Ahh thanks man, I knew you’d understand! I’ll make sure things don’t get too awkward between ya’ll tonight alright?”

Dane faintly replied as their hug ended, “Oh no worries man. Let’s go see where they are with our drinks though yeah?”

Ben smiled, “Now you’re speaking my language. Let’s go.”

MEANWHILE AT THE BAR...

Lyenne’s Personality_Interfacing_System had successfully formulated 458,220 scenarios based on her brief interaction with Anne. The last scenario and it’s associated response calculations had just finished processing as she reached the bar a step behind Anne.

The lighter processing load allowed Lyenne to scan her surroundings. Well dressed Men and women circled her personal operation space, and R&B music pumping from well hidden speakers combined with hundreds of conversations created a droning wall of noise.

Multicolored LED’s slowly pulsed behind a wall of liquor that sat behind one of the bartenders. His eyes fixed themselves on Lyenne’s lively bosom as she leaned herself against the smooth mahogany bar top.

Her Personality_Interfacing_System relished the attention and her Vocal_Matrix triggered. “Hey! Can I get...” Lyenne froze, her expression idle.

The unexpected instantaneous activation of her Carnal_Drivers chewed up 0.5 seconds of processing time. Her idle expression turned provocative; her fuschia lips pursed, her eyes narrowed, and her mouth composed an audible sexual cry.

A fully heated up Lyenne turned to see Anne grasping her plump ass through the skin tight purple satin dress. All attempts to shut down her Carnal_Drivers were thwarted as Anne methodically changed her grip on Lyenne’s firm cheeks.

A breathy Lyenne managed a few words, “Anne...uhhhhhhhhh...What are you doing?”

“Oh this thing was asking to get grabbed the way you were sticking it out honey. Plus, I gotta say that I wish I had an ass like this.” Anne gave Lyenne a strong pat before finally pulling away. Lyenne slightly shuddered, and her nipples engorged much to the bartender’s amusement.

Anne slid into an opening at the bar right next to Lyenne. She faced her, “Also, I always like seeing what kind of girls Dane ends up with.”