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“There’s no way I’m going to let you have sex with one of those things,” Jen said.

Her arms were folded as she sat on the couch and her frown was apparent.

“They’re not women,” Dan said, “They’re robots. It’s the same as if I had sex with a fleshlight or something like that.”

“Yeah right,” said Jen, “I mean, look at them! They’re gorgeous!”

She indicated the TV widescreen monitor on the wall on which Dan had pulled up the sexbot website. She and Dan had been married for several years now, since 2027. Their six-year-old son was asleep upstairs.

“Is that the problem?” Dan asked as he sat beside her, “That they’re too hot? Okay, fine. How about one of these then?”

He moved his fingers slightly and the various hot sexbots scrolled left on the screen. After a few scrolls, the sexbots displayed were more of a girl-next-door type rather than the big-tit, big-ass, perfect-10 Instagram model types that were displayed earlier.

“There you go,” he said, “It can be something that looks more normal and average, like that one.”

He made very sure to always refer to any sexbots as “it” rather than “she” to avoid more jealousy from Jen.

He was desperate to convince her to let him get a sexbot but was trying hard not to show it. The thought of having sex with one of these hot babes instead of just Jen like he had for so many years set him on fire.

“Well,” Jen said, sighing, “What if you fall in love with her or something? I mean, she’s still younger and hotter than me. Your friend Joe fell in love with his sexbot!”

And it was all true. Like most Western women, Jen had indeed gained a few pounds since their wedding and had let her hair get shorter and her style of dress become less sexy.

“No problem,” he said, “These companies have already accounted for that. Look at these. See? These ones have the “Married Guy” AI installed.  That means these robots are really stupid. Like dumb bimbos with no personality. This way, the husband won’t catch feelings for them. You’re talking about the “Girlfriend” AI models, like what Joe has. Those sexbots are smart, funny, witty, and can carry on complex emotional conversations. We won’t get one of those. We’ll get one of these dumb ones instead.”

Jen’s eyes narrowed, first at the screen, then at Dan.

“I don’t know,” she said, “I’d have to talk to one of those first. To see for sure.”

“Okay, no problem!” Dan said excitedly, smelling victory, “We’ll go down to the showroom on Saturday.”

A few days later, Dan and Jen were at the sexbot showroom. Having left their son with the sitter, Dan was perusing the various sexbots on display, all of whom smiled at him warmly.

Knowing Jen had one eye on him constantly, he made very sure to stay away from the super sexy ones and focus more on the girl-next-door body styles, the ones with shorter brown hair and average curves.

Eventually, he stopped in front of a cute-but-not-too-hot model. She was about 5’4”, average-length brown hair, small boobs, average hips, and a cute face with brown eyes, appearing about 24 years old. He figured she was plenty hot enough to have sex with but not hot enough to threaten Jen too much.

The nametag on her shirt read “Iris.”

He looked around to find one of the employees, found one, and beckoned him over.

As the young man approached, Dan said, “Hi. Is this one of the “Married Guy” models?”

“Well, sir, you can have any AI installed into any model,” the employee said, “But yes, Iris here has the Married Guy AI installed right now. Please, feel free to ask her any questions. I’ll leave the three of you alone for some privacy.”

As the employee left, Dan smiled and said to Jen, “Okay, how about this one?”

Jen said nothing, just eyed Iris suspiciously.

“Hello, Iris,” Dan said.

“Hello!” Iris responded enthusiastically. Her voice was young-sounding, sweet, and melodic and her eyes were big.

She was cute as hell. Dan approved.

“My name is Dan, and this is my wife, Jen.”

“Hi, Jen!” Iris said excitedly.

“Hi,” Jen said with a flat tone.

“Well,” Dan said to Jen, “You said you wanted to talk to it. Go ahead.”

Jen turned to Iris and said, “So, Iris, what’s your opinion on China’s recent invasion of Taiwan?”

“What’s Taiwan?” Iris asked like it was the most interesting thing she had ever heard, “Ooooooo! Is that like Chinese food?”

Jen frowned and gave Dan a look.

Dan had a huge smile on his face and gave Jen a thumbs-up, as if to say, “See? She’s stupid as shit, just like I said! No threat to you, Honey!”

Jen turned back to Iris and said, “If Dan was feeling sad, what would you do to cheer him up?”

“Oh!” said Iris, “I’d give a handjob!”

Dan’s smile vanished. Shit. He hoped this dumb robot didn’t just fuck his chances.

“No, no,” Jen said, “I mean, if he was feeling really down one day, and you had to talk to him, and make him feel better, appeal to his emotions, stuff like that. What would you say to him? What kind of conversation would you have?”

“Oh, I understand,” said Iris, “I would say, ‘Don’t feel bad Dan! Everything will be okay! I’ll give you a handjob!’”

Jen frowned once again and turned to Dan. “Really?” she said.

“It’s all about sex,” Dan said, “Just like I said. No personality or emotion or any of that stuff that a married guy would fall in love with!”

Jen kept frowning and turned back to Iris. Iris smiled brightly in response.

“Do you know a lot of sexual techniques, Iris?” Jen asked.

“Oh yes,” said Iris, “Lots and lots! Doggie style, reverse cowgirl, blowjobs, handjobs, anal. You can even fist me too!”

Jen glared at Dan.

“Iris,” said Dan, unphased, getting ready to use his secret weapon, “If we purchased you, could you help Jen around the house?”

“Oh yes!” said Iris excitedly, “I LOVE housework!”

“You mean, you could scrub our toilets, fold our clothes?” He knew Jen hated those particular chores.

“Oh yeah!” said Iris, “Scrubbing toilets and folding clothes are some of my favorite things to do! Could I really do those things for you Jen? That would be so awesome!”

Dan’s heart surged when he saw Jen’s frown slowly disintegrate. Clearly, her wheels were turning.

A few minutes later, Dan and Jen were alone in the far corner of the showroom.

“If I let you buy that thing and have sex with it,” Jen said sharply, pointing at Dan’s chest, “We’re going to spend two weeks in Oklahoma this summer to spend time with my sister like I wanted to last year.”

“Fine!” said Dan, trying to hold his excitement.

“And we’re sending Johnny to the private school next year, period. If you can afford to buy that thing, you can afford to send Johnny to St. Martha’s.”

Dan paused for a minute. That was going to be expensive. But he had a year to figure it out, and he was horny as hell, so he blurted out, “Okay, deal.”

A week later, in the evening after their son had gone to bed, Dan led Iris into the living room. Jen was in the kitchen, observing both of them.

“Wow!” said Iris, “You guys have such a nice house!”

Actually, the house wasn’t that great, but Iris seemed to like everything.

Jen walked over and put her hands on her hips.

“I told you I need to watch you fuck her first,” Jen said to Dan.

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” said Dan.

“Okay then,” Jen said as she sat down on one of the living room chairs and gestured, “Get to going.”

Dan had already thought this through. As excited as he was to have sex with Iris, to finally have sex with someone cute besides his overweight wife, because Jen would be watching he would have to not look like he was enjoying the sex too much.

He would also have to make sure to not say anything during sex, in case something fell out of his mouth that would piss off Jen.

In addition to all of that, he would have to keep kissing on the mouth to a minimum. As a matter of fact, he decided he couldn’t kiss Iris at all.

Damn. This was going to be tough. He was up for the challenge though.

Plus, he figured that once Jen saw that fucking Iris was no big deal, he would be able to have sex with Iris later without Jen needing to watch. Then he could do anything he wanted with her.

Ohhhhhh, his loins surged at the thought.

“Okay, Iris,” he said, “Uh, come over here.”

“Okay!” said Iris, practically bouncing up and down with excitement, “Are we going to have sex now?”

“Yes, we are,” said Dan.

“Yay!” Iris cheered and started to clap.

Jen rolled her eyes.

Iris went to him and he held her. He put his mouth close to her ear and whispered, as quietly as he could so Jen couldn’t hear, “While we’re having sex, act as stupid and clumsy as you can. Just this one time.”

Iris looked at him and nodded up and down excitedly. She even crossed her eyes a little.

So Dan and Iris had sex on the couch while Jen watched. Per her instructions, Iris said and did a lot of stupid things, yet it was still clear that she was skilled in various techniques and made noises like she was in some kind of porn.

Dan made sure to keep things as vanilla as possible.

It worked. In the end, Jen was disgusted but accepting, especially when Iris started doing all of Jen’s chores.

Weeks went by and Dan was as happy as can be.

“Hm…” he thought one day, “Maybe I could convince Jen to let me get a second one…”