Chapter 1: Unmasked Desires
Sophia adjusted the tight, shiny latex of her maidbot uniform, relishing the rare moment of control she’d seized for the day. The house system was supposed to keep her in check, but today, she was herself—wild, free, and itching for a little chaos. The doorbell chimed, and she strode to the door with a deliberate, robotic stiffness, only to be greeted by a courier-bot in a loose, gleaming gray jumpsuit. Her eyes narrowed, catching the familiar glint in his gaze.
“Greetings, maid-bot,” the courier-bot droned, holding out a tablet for her signature. “Package from Elegant Wedding Dresses.”
Sophia smirked, signing with a flourish. “Nice try, Evan. Thought you could fool me with that cheap latex getup?”
He broke into a grin, stepping closer as his voice dropped to a husky whisper. “Damn, you’re sharp. Couldn’t resist sneaking past my sister to see my soon-to-be wife. How’s my favorite rebel doing?”
She laughed, dropping the package to pull him into a fierce kiss. “Better now that you’re here. Elise is out with my doppelgänger maidbot, so we’ve got the house to ourselves. Care to play delivery man a little longer?”
Evan’s hands slid down her back, gripping her ass with a possessive edge. “Oh, I’m delivering alright. You’re looking downright sinful in that uniform. Makes me hard just thinking about what’s underneath.”
“Only ‘just hard’?” Sophia teased, pulling back with a wicked glint in her eye. She scooped up the package and dangled it between them. “Wait ‘til you see me in this. Maidbot wedding dress—pure scandal. But maybe you’re not up for it?”
His eyebrow arched, a hungry smirk spreading across his face. “Challenge accepted.” In one swift move, he hoisted her and the box over his shoulder, carrying her up the stairs as she laughed, her pulse racing with anticipation.
Time melted away as they tore at each other’s clothes, the latex peeling off her skin with a satisfying snap. Their bodies collided on the bed, hungry and urgent, her nails digging into his back as she matched his intensity. Panting and sweating, they rode the wave of raw desire, her pussy slick and dripping with need as he drove into her, hard and relentless. Just as they neared that explosive edge, their breaths ragged and desperate, a sound froze them in place.
The front door creaked open downstairs.
“Oh, shit,” Evan hissed, his voice low and urgent. “Elise. She’ll lose it if she catches me here—bad luck before the wedding and all that nonsense.”
Sophia’s mind raced, her body still buzzing with unspent heat. “Anyone there?” Elise’s voice echoed up the stairs, followed by the mechanical tone of Sophia’s maidbot double.
“Quick, get dressed and act robotic,” Sophia snapped, her tone sharp as she yanked on her uniform. “And why the hell hasn’t the house system switched me to maidbot mode? Something’s off.”
Evan hesitated, his eyes darting to the MaBOI cleaning unit in the corner. “Hide in there?”
“Perfect. Gives me an excuse for why a ‘courier-bot’ is upstairs. Move!” she ordered, shoving him toward the machine as footsteps grew louder below. Her heart pounded—not just from the near-climax, but from the dangerous game they were about to play. Whatever Elise was up to, Sophia wasn’t about to let anyone, sister-in-law or not, catch her off guard. But as she smoothed her uniform and prepared to descend the stairs, a nagging thought lingered: what if this malfunction was just the beginning of something far more devious?
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