Chapter 4

Anna did quite well with lunch. She fried up some frozen pierogies with sautéed onions on top, with a side of wax beans.

At first, I didn't touch the wax beans. That can of beans had been sitting in my cupboard for over a year, and I really didn't like them. But I did eventually taste them only to discover that she had simmered them in a lime juice concoction that made them sweet and delicious.

I allowed Beth to feed me a bite or two, but found it a bit distracting, so she remained pressing her naked flesh into my side as I ate. I typically don't have lunch in the nude, but I was enjoying the decadence of the morning.

Anna was back in the aerobics outfit, and asked how I liked lunch.

"Everything's great. I'm loving it. Could you get me a Coke?"

Anna trounced back into the kitchen and quickly returned with a coke. I told her that she should dress like an ordinary woman in 2007 clothes if she wanted to go to the store with me.

Anna said, "Okay. I'll access the nets and find an appropriate outfit."

I told her that she shouldn't draw attention to herself, so something loose-fitting and non-descript would probably be best.

Beth chimed in, "May I come along as well? It would help develop my personal AI subset, should I be able to experience the outside world first-hand."

I thought about it. I thought back to what Kenneth said to me. It dawned on me that I now believed him; he was my grandson and this was his invention. He said we needed to be discreet.

I decided, "Fuck it." If it meant Beth would develop into something more than a "menu slave, ' I was all for it. I told her to get dressed.

I finished my meal and went into the bedroom to get dressed as well. Cara was sitting at my computer, poking around. She was wearing a black babydoll nightie, fishnets and boots. She also sported some black-framed glasses (which had gotten a check mark from me in the fetish menu).

She turned to me, her massively large breasts straining against the flimsy fabric, and asked, "Is your social security number 081-55-0081?"

Slightly alarmed, I said it was. She then informed me that I had $1800 in savings, $3200 in a slowly sinking mutual fund, and $300 in checking. She then said that I also had accumulated a debt of $7600 on credit cards and still owed almost $70,000 on the mortgage.

I told her I was well aware of that, thank you. It was a bit jarring to be told about your debt while rooting around for some clean underpants to wear.

She then told me that if I liked, she could lower my interest payments on the credit card from 21% to 11%. She also said that she could move my portfolio to a stronger mutual fund.

I gave her the green light to do so while I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt.

"And, also ... This may not be what you'd consider ethical, but we could beef up your available cash."

I was about to ask her what she had in mind, when Anna and Beth arrived at my bedroom door, wearing passable non-descript clothing.

Anna wore a loose grey sweatshirt, low-riding jeans, and those furry boots that seemed to be popular these days. Beth wore a red striped blouse, business jacket and matching skirt, with pantyhose and sensible shoes.

"Beth. That outfit will work fine. Anna, yours would work if it wasn't July outside. You'll need to wear something for summer."

She instantly changed her appearance and was wearing pink shorts and a white t-shirt. The outfit showed how amazingly fuckable her body was. She really would draw attention to herself, no matter what she wore.

I asked, "Is there, um ... like ... any way you could decrease your breast size when we're out in public?"

Her breasts instantly deflated down from their awesome Danni Ashe-like size to a C cup. "Better?" she asked. I noticed that the shirt remained tight.

"Yeah. That's good. Let's draw less attention to your nipples, though." And her nipples, that had been attempting to poke through the cotton fabric, also deflated.

I turned to Cara and said, "We'll talk about accounting later."

She looked disappointed that I wasn't taking her with us, so I said, "Having two beautiful women accompany me to the grocery store will be suspect enough. I really shouldn't take more that two of you out at the same time."

Cara continued to pout, and showed off her best puppy dog eyes for me. She stood from the desk and walked over to me. Her large breasts swayed beneath the lingerie. She said, "But I haven't even played with this yet," and began to massage the front of my shorts.

Anna and Beth turned to me and looked accusingly. "That's right. Shame on you for only fucking two of your slaves."

Cara continued, coaxing my cock back into hardness with her words and actions, "I guess I'll have to stay here and fuck my lonely old self while looking at all of that porn on your computer. Maybe I can fix myself up to look like someone you have a particular fancy for."

Anna and Beth both sat on the bed and began fondling each other, as Cara unzipped my shorts and pushed them and my underwear to the ground.

I said, "I thought we were going to the grocery store," to no one in particular.

Cara said, "I thought you enjoyed being seduced," as she dropped to her knees and engulfed my swelling cock-head between her lips. Her eyes were wide and looking over the rims of her glasses at me while she began to kiss and lick my cock.

My knees buckled slightly from the intense pleasure she was giving me, so I decided to sit on the edge of my bed, between Anna and Beth.

Cara was soon at my feet again, licking my balls as she slowly stroked my cock. She wandered further south until she was tickling the base of my scrotum with her tongue-tip. She then began to lick between my legs, all the while stroking my cock.

I had to shift on the edge of the bed to allow her better access, and Beth, to my right, lifted my right leg in her hands.

Soon, Cara was licking my asshole, attempting to fuck it with her tongue. I'd never experienced that before, and I have to say I was enjoying it.

Beth, silently, instructed me to stand again, and soon I had Cara behind me, eating my asshole as Beth and Anna each wrapped their lips along the sides of my cock. All three began to move in unison, so the ass-tonguing was twirling at the same speed as the two sets of lips that were stroking my hard-on.