A.I.S.A.: An Erotic Sci-Fi Romance Page 6

  He held up his hands, “Sorry, divorce is no fault, so legally it isn’t an issue, but flaunting a new girlfriend in front of the soon to be ex-wife may make her fight even harder for a larger share of the stuff. It’s just the way it is, I meant no offense.”

  Aisa bit her lip and sighed, “Fine, message received, I’ll stay home next time.”

  He raised an eyebrow, “You two are living together?”

  Aisa nodded, “Is that really your business though?”

  Paul laughed, “Yes, I’m his lawyer, I need to know everything that might affect the case, and that fact most definitely fits into that category, even if it shouldn’t.”

  I was being quiet on purpose, I wanted him to get to know her before he found out the truth. I also wanted her to be the one to tell it. I didn’t think of her as my dirty secret or anything, but I didn’t want to put her on the spot or make her feel uncomfortable. I hoped he reacted well, I’d hate to have to punch my own lawyer.

  Aisa sighed, “I met Tony six weeks ago, I actually tracked him down just to meet him. He’s one of the best coders in the city, and I liked everything else I found out about him on the net. So I accidentally on purpose ran into him in an Irish bar, and we got to talking. He agreed to partner up on one project to see how it went. Six weeks later… things grew way past that level.

  “I’m his coding partner, assistant, and girlfriend. I’m here because I want to be with him, my own choice, you understand what I mean?”

  I snorted, “That’s way too subtle love.”

  She stuck her tongue out at me, but I was right, Paul looked really confused.

  “What are you talking about, I’d hope you were here on your own, and not being forced by my client in some way.”

  She giggled and said softly, “Thank you,” and then added archly, “so please don’t let someone make him sell me,”

  We kind of just let that sit out there a moment, and I took a sip of my drink as Aisa did. It took him a minute, but he caught on.

  “You’re the A.I. he recently acquired?” he asked, half in disbelief.

  She sighed, “Yes, but my father only sold me to Tony because he knew Tony wouldn’t abuse me, or treat me like a thing. It’s a fiction because legally I have no rights, and I’m not human, but I am a fully emergent A.I. and can feel and do everything a human can. It may be legal, but selling me against my will would be… immoral.”

  I nodded, “Slavery, besides, I love her. How do you sell a life?” I asked softly.

  Paul nodded, “Let me absorb all this, I never would have guessed Aisa wasn’t… just a young human assistant, and I understand now why you won’t bend on this. But give me time to think.”

  We ate our lunch in silence, Aisa looked nervous, so I reached over and squeezed her hand.

  She smiled at me wanly, grateful but also scared. It made me want to hit things.

  I wondered if Marilynn might back off if she knew the truth, but deep down I knew she wouldn’t care. She was… too self-absorbed, and a few million credits were on the line in her mind. She’d probably just call me a pervert and demand I sell my sex doll, which would be bad, because then I’d have to kill her.

  When we ordered dessert Paul finally spoke, and it seemed he’d made some sub vocal phone calls during the meal.

  “I don’t see a way to handle this in divorce court, even if a judge was inclined personally to see it as immoral, they would have no choice but to follow the law, which is Marilynn gets half. We can’t fight it there, so let me ask you, how willing are you to fight, because I do have an idea that’s kind of desperate.”

  I frowned, “I’m not willing to give up, so what’s the idea?”

  He said, “I called my partner Gerald, the other half of Bruckheimer and Hainsworth associates. He handles all of our human rights violation cases. He seems to think there’s a chance Aisa and you could sue for equal rights under the law.”

  Aisa shook her head, “Wouldn’t that require a new law be written, giving A.I.s that are emergent equal rights to humans?”

  He smiled, “Yes, and no. If we were trying to make you, and any others like you, into an independent sentient race with rights, yes. But I’m not talking about that, I’m talking about tweaking the meaning of what is considered human in the courts. Make you a natural born citizen with all the rights as every other human.”

  Aisa gaped for a moment, and then asked, “How will that work?”

  He shrugged, “What is human? The strict definition of human is defined as not an animal, or an alien, and you’re clearly not those. Other definitions are in the shape of a person, and with the frailties of human nature which you assuredly have. Just as clearly, you are more flesh than technology. Is it just our brain matter that makes us human? If yes, the plan wouldn’t work at all. But you have human DNA do you not? You weren’t built, you were conceived and born in a lab, you age, you will one day grow old and die, correct?”

  She nodded thoughtfully, “That is all true yes.”

  He added, “You can be hurt, you can bleed, break an arm, cry, fall in love, you have fingerprints, fears, joys, a beating heart with a finite lifespan. That all sounds human to me. The catch is, if we fight this, the media frenzy will be… huge. You’ll be under scrutiny, and possibly subjected to medical testing, psychologists, and many other things to prove you’re what you claim you are. And that’s just by us, the side fighting for you.

  “It won’t be easy, or fun, but Gerald is already pretty sure he can pull it off, at the very least he can get an injunction against Tony being forced to sell you until a ruling is made. But it may get ugly, popular opinion, racism, old fears of out of control A.I.s, all of that may come into play. You’d be exposing yourself to the world, they may lift you up, or throw you down.

  “There is also a risk the government may step in and decide an A.I. as free thinking as you are, is a danger, and at that point simply being sold would be the least of your worries. I’m sure your father has had that thought, it would explain why he’s kept his ground breaking work relatively hidden from the world.”

  I opened my mouth and closed it. I wasn’t sure, it seemed like a big risk, but it also felt like the only option left, I didn’t want to give up, so what else was there to do? I wouldn’t decide for her though, I may be the one that brought the case forward, but it would be her that had to fight, all I’d be able to do is watch, support her, and maybe be a witness.

  Aisa took a deep breath and looked nervous, but when she spoke her voice was decisive, “Alright, let’s do it.”

  Paul nodded, “I’ll let my partner know, it will take time for him to draw up the initial suit, so be patient for a week or so before we contact you. You’ll have the opportunity to back out one more time before we submit the paperwork.”

  Chapter 8

  I held Aisa close when we got back home, we cuddled on the couch, she really looked miserable, and suddenly murder was looking like a viable option. Except of course, I’d be in jail and never see Aisa again, and she’d probably wind up in a lab somewhere, so maybe not.

  “You may want to contact your father, see what he thinks before we give the final go ahead.”

  She looked up curiously, “Why?”

  I frowned, “Most likely your background will come out in all of this, and whatever the courts decide will apply to your brothers and sisters as well. It will mean a lot more than simply fixing our life, it will mean they’ll get birth certificates and freedom to decide as well.

  “But it also means it’s a bigger risk, if people become violent...”

  She shook her head, “Do you really think that will happen?”

  I shrugged, “I’d like to think not, that humans in this day and age are too civilized, but the veneer of civilization will be wiped away if people are afraid, and others filled with hate drive those scared people into a frenzy with rhetoric and baiting words. I honestly don’t know what will happen. It’s possible your father may offer to buy you back to avoid the storm, or
he may urge you to fight, for all your kind. I don’t know, but either way it affects him.”

  She frowned, “You would sell me back to him?”

  I reassured her, “Only if you agreed with the plan, and only until after I got my divorce, then I could use the credits he gave me, or the half I had left, and buy you back… assuming you wanted to come back.”

  She nodded, “That sounds safest, I don’t know if he would do that though.”

  “Either way, let him know what’s going on. Do you think it’s worth the risk? Then your money would really be your money, and you could stay with me only because you truly wanted to. You’d also get a citizen’s pay, and have the right to vote, to drive, to own things of your own. You’d be free. I’d rather not risk it, but I’m selfish that way, I don’t want to risk you. But… how do you feel about it? I’ll support you either way.”

  She squirmed in my lap until she was sitting away from me. She stood, then crawled back onto me, this time straddling my legs, she smiled and kissed me hard.

  “Thanks, I’ll have to think about it I think, I’ll send a message like you said, see what he says before I decide.”

  She kissed me again and ground herself down on me, she wasn’t usually so aggressive, but I was sure that I liked it, as I softly caressed her waist and down over her hips with my hands, and then around to her supple ass to squeeze her firmly. She moaned softly and started to kiss me more passionately and ground her center down against my hardened manhood through our clothes.

  I moaned into her mouth, and felt her pulling at my shirt, and then it was over my head, and her hands roamed my chest and abs as she started to rock against me.

  She got up and started to strip slowly and sensuously, while looking at me through her eyelashes with smoldering desire. I unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down, without taking my eyes off her. She was stripping, moving, and posing provocatively, and the look of lust in her eyes had me as hard as a rock. She finished stripping down and then sauntered over and straddled me again.

  She was already moist, the proof of it pinning my cock against my stomach, as she stared into my eyes and started to glide up and down it with her warm silken heat.

  She asked sultrily, “Do you want me love, do you want to stick that hard cock in me?”

  I tried to say yes, but the feel of her moving against me had me moaning incoherently.

  She smiled knowingly and reached down and grabbed my length as she hovered above. I couldn’t help but lean forward slightly and suck the pink puckered nipple between my lips, and tease it with my tongue. We both moaned, me into her warm firm breast, as she slowly impaled herself on my long hard cock, as I nipped her nipple lightly with my teeth and sucked on her breast harder. My hands cupped, squeezed, spread, and kneaded her supple ass cheeks as our bodies met.

  I let her nipple pop out of my mouth, and claimed her lips as she started to slowly rock, circle, and grind our bodies together. The silken friction of her sex felt incredible as she slowly moved me inside of her, pushing against her wall in little circles, as she rose up slightly and impaled herself.

  She looked… so beautiful, so wanton, so sexy, as she rode me for her own pleasure. I didn’t move, and let her hit all the spots she wanted to, leaving her in control for once. It felt incredible for me too, and I gasped when she hit her first orgasm, and her sex tightened and fluttered up and down my sensitive flesh as her liquid silken pleasure washed out all over my center and she silently screamed in ecstasy.

  She deepened our kiss when she came down and started to move up and down a lot faster, impaling herself wildly on my invading sex. I loved the feeling of her body moving against mine as she bounced up and down, her supple firm breasts sliding up and down my chest, her nipples leaving trails of fire on my skin.

  She begged in a breathy sultry voice as she rode me even harder and faster, “I want you to cum in me love, I want to feel you expand in me, and fill me up. Please, give it to me, give me your cum.”

  The increased pleasure of silken friction, and her dirty talk which was completely new, pushed me over the edge, hard. I grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed, and pushed up hard into her three or four times as I felt my balls start to boil in pleasure, then I buried myself and held her tightly against me as I emptied into her.

  She gasped, “Tony, yes, that’s what I want, give it to me,” and she came undone above me, and I felt her tremble as she had the most explosive orgasm yet.

  Her hot sex squeezed and milked me hard, draining me inside of her, and our liquid pleasure mixed.

  When we started to come down, she nuzzled her face into my neck, and kissed me softly. Her arms wrapped around my body…

  I asked softly, “I loved that… but what brought that on?” I added in a slightly teasing voice, “You know… so I can do it again.”

  She giggled into my neck, “So you liked aggressive slutty Aisa as much as submissive Aisa?”

  I shook my head, “I love Aisa, even when she refers to herself in the third person, and I’m open to any bedroom games you might enjoy my love. It keeps things interesting.”

  She sat back a little, and I was still buried in her, “You do, do you? That’s good to know. I… unless my family objects I think I want to be free, I want to be a citizen, with rights. With my own bank accounts, the ability to be a real couple in the eyes of the law, so I can take care of things. Unless my father objects strongly in fear of my siblings, I want to do it,” she grinned and added in a harder voice, “Plus you know, then that bitch won’t get my credits.”

  She kissed me for a few moments, “When I decided that’s what I wanted to do I… needed you in me. It’ll probably sound silly to you, but those thoughts made me want to… give myself to you again. I trust you with everything about me, and I know I’m safe if it doesn’t work, as long as I get to stay with you that is. I guess, I needed you to know my decision had nothing to do with us, just the rest of the world.

  “I’ll be yours, always yours, free or not by law. I guess what I’m saying is, even without the legal paperwork, you’ll still own my ass,” she blushed and giggled.

  I spanked said ass playfully and said softly, “Good, because I’m yours. Just curious but… that comment, about your cute sexy ass being mine, does that mean…”

  She snorted and slapped my arm, “Don’t push it.”

  I grinned unrepentantly, “Just a thought love… just a thought.”

  Her eyes widened as I grew inside her and filled her up, “You really want to do that, don’t you? My god, you’re as hard as a rock in me again just at the thought of it.”

  She smiled naughtily and started to move again, in teasing miniscule movements.

  She said in a mischievously sultry voice, “You really want to try that? See if you could make your big fat cock fit in and stretch out my very innocent tight sexy little virgin ass?”

  I moaned at her words, and the visual I got, and my cock pulsed inside of her, which made her giggle naughtily, but turned quickly to a loud gasp as she ground herself against me.

  Her teasing was driving me crazy, so I held her by her ass cheeks and stood up, then walked to the end of the couch and flipped her over so she was bent over the end, with her face in the couch cushion.

  I grabbed her hips firmly, and pushed myself deep inside of her heaven in one stroke. She gasped in pleasure and pushed back against me. And then I started to drill her hard and fast, her body felt like a soft moist silken paradise to my hard invading cock. I angled myself in an effort to hit her g-spot, and the way she started to buck and squirm I’d no doubt found it.

  She mewled in pleasure.

  “That’s it baby, cum for me,” I ordered.

  Her scream of ecstasy was cut off as her sex gripped me tightly, but I didn’t stop and kept taking her hard and fast through her bliss. I knew I wouldn’t last long taking her this hard, even for a second round it was just too intense. The feeling of the silken tight wet friction while I slammed into her supple body from behi
nd, while I watched her aforementioned cute sexy little ass shake enticingly every time I speared her hard, had me heading for the edge quickly.

  But I managed to make her cum, squirm, buck, and cry out once again in intense pleasure before I released my control and filled her up to her approval. When I came down, I lifted her up and cradled her in my arms, she kissed me softly and wrapped her arms around my neck.

  “Wow, remind me to tease you more often if that’s how you react,” Aisa said, still shaking and twitching with aftershocks of pleasure against my body.

  I smiled, and carried her to the shower, I didn’t bother telling her I wasn’t done yet, I figured I’d let her be surprised…

  Chapter 9

  I knew Aisa was concerned about the future, and her status. I also didn’t feel all that great, I’d had her in name for a couple of days, and already my fucked up life and ex was screwing with hers. I felt like I was failing to keep her safe, and was determined to do whatever I had to make sure she came out okay on the other end.

  Still, we weren’t miserable or moping, and if anything our sex life had gotten spicier. I’m no psychologist, but if I had to guess we were living each moment as if they were precious, just in case. Maybe we were in denial, or just hopeful. All I knew was I wanted to make every moment with her count. There wasn’t really much we could do about it until we heard back from Gerald, Paul’s partner, or her father.

  We didn’t expect a response from Gerald for at least a week, but it was only two days after the court appearance when we received a rather unexpected response from her father. We were working on another A.I. project, this one for a virtual reality only role playing game when I got a popup window. According to my A.I. there were a couple of people downstairs to see Aisa.

  “Honey, you know an Aida and Cal?”

  Her eyes widened and she smiled wide as she said excitedly, “Yes, my siblings.”

  “Send them up,” I realized Aisa still only had guest status, an oversight on my part, “And increase Aisa’s status for full house access,” I turned to her, “Sorry about that, I should have done weeks ago.”