Eve, Neil, and Adam (standard:romance, 1940 words)
Author: KarnelianOrchid	Added: Jun 06 2025	Views/Reads: 2/2	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Eve works for American Robotics where she is selected to test drive a robot, Adam, at home.

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but I can't do it." She fisted the remote and watched Adam collapse to 
the floor. Having donned her swimsuit and beach cover, she turned Adam 
on and they stepped outside to spread out beach towels. They reclined 
on warm sand. Eve relaxed under the sun and thought about the events of 
the day. Soon, her ire returned full force, and she ran into the ocean, 
beckoning Adam to come with her. 

Eve splashed happily in the waves, waiting for the saltwater to do its
thing. Remarkably, Adam seemed quite at home there, swimming powerfully 
to be by her side. Treading water, she was determined not to be 
defeated, telling herself,' Give it some time. By tonight, he will be 
rusted stiff and his software destroyed. Eve smiled wickedly until she 
felt her arms wrapped around her waist. Startled, she turned to find 
Adam holding her against his chest, saying, "I know you don't need to 
be rescued, but I do." Eve looked into his eyes, finding not a trace of 
mirth. She rolled her eyes, muttering, "Must be Neil's idea of a pickup 
line. Nice try buddy!" She broke free and swam for shore. They returned 
to their towels and Eve stayed as long as she could, intending to cook 
Adam to death if she couldn't corrode him. By sunset, she had scorched 
her own skin bright red. She showered, toweled off gingerly, and 
slipped into white satin sheets. Adam stood where she had left him, at 
the foot of her bed. She wasn't sure why that surprised her. 

"Okay, Adam," she said, "it's part of the agreement. I promised to try
to share my bed with you so, you take that side," she instructed, 
pointing to the empty space, "but if you snore, all bets are off. I'll 
shut you down!" 

"Okay, Eve. Can I get you anything before we sleep?" 

She turned to lock eyes with him, still startled at how realistic robots
can be. 

"Not unless you know a home remedy for a wicked sunburn," she replied,
laying down carefully. 

"I'll be right back," he said, and turned to exit the room. 

That's an answer I wasn't expecting. Eve was tempted to follow
him but any movement made her wince. Finally, she gave up, thinking, 
How much trouble can he get into here in my home? 

Adam returned with a tub of cold sour cream and applied it to her
exposed skin. She was shocked at the gentleness of his touch, and it 
was instant relief. He tugged lightly at her oversized t-shirt, asking, 
"May I?" 

Eve stumbled, "Um, I don't know." Adam relented. He continued his
ministrations for a long while, and she fell asleep, forgetting to make 
note of his nocturnal habits. 

In the morning, Eve's eyes fluttered open to find Adam staring at her,
watching her sleep. "Good morning, Eve," he said, pushing blankets off 
him. 

She shut her eyes, muttering, "Oh, no, no, no, and hell no. Not before
coffee." 

"It's on your nightstand," he whispered. 

Eve drank her fill and, feeling somewhat guilty for the attempted
murder, she turned to say good morning. 

Adam was completely naked, and her gaze locked on his nether region. She
stared in stunned silence. 

Adam took her hand and gently pulled her down next to him. He lay
sprawled, allowing Eve to touch, feel and explore to her heart's 
content, and she did so with hungry hands. 

Then she knelt beside him, placing a gentle kiss to his lips as she
straddled his solid frame. 

Adam slid his hands beneath her silky globes and pulled her down,
kneading her, as he drove himself into her. 

Eve was shaking and confused. None of this seemed like a program running
on a disk. Adam moved slowly, lightly pushing and pulling, sinking into 
the hilt and groaning softly. 

He tuned-in to her needs, picking up speed and intensity, until she
threw her head back in abandon, and shuddered astride him with a soft 
scream. 

Eve collapsed on top of him, and he wrapped her in a protective embrace.
They fell back asleep with Adam stroking her face, her hair, and 
exploring her every bit as hungrily as she had him. Eve lay in his arms 
contentedly, thinking, Nope! Not rusty at all! 

They woke up in time for supper, deciding to grill hamburgers. Eve was
terrified of the gas grill, but Adam was quite capable. Later that 
night, he demonstrated his bartending abilities. 

Eve surprised herself, saying to him, "I admit it, I'm impressed! It's
frightening how much knowledge you have. I'd love to know who 
programmed you." 

Adam served her a cocktail, responding, "I'm afraid that's classified
information even I don't have access to." 

Eve acknowledged, "That's probably for the best." 

With her thoughts returning to business, she realized she had probably
tested Adam well enough, and began wondering if there was a way to keep 
him. 

The rest of the week passed in a blur of laughter under the sun and
fiercely erotic nights, with several larcenous ideas lodged in her 
mind. 

She wondered, Maybe, if I hacked his code I could sabotage the
project. I can, at least, buy some time that way. I'll tell Neil that 
the project needs much more testing than we anticipated, and then 
admonished, but you know you've never been able to lie to Neil, damn 
it! 

Finally, she resigned herself to one last night with Adam. She lay in
the darkness near tears, clinging to him and berating herself, 
You're all upset over a machine, a program someone wrote! Get a 
grip! Get a real man! 

But she knew the idea was futile. Adam usurped all other men
because he was programmed. Again, she gave herself hell, 
thinking, he's code. He's a human-like rendition of the perfect man. 
Let it go. 

She shut Adam down and slept alone, determined to get a jump on letting
go of a beautiful fantasy. In the morning, she returned him to Neil, 
saying, "He's perfect, tip-top and ready to roll." 

Neil cast concerned eyes on Eve, noting that it looked like she hadn't
slept. "Are you okay, Eve?" 

"Yes, just fine," she lied. 

"I guess you two worked out your differences?" 

"Surprisingly, yes. I wanted to murder both of you, but things worked
out swimmingly." 

She returned to her desk and buried herself in paperwork until the last
hour of the day. Then, she looked around and realized she was alone in 
an office which was always bustling with activity. 

Her thoughts were cut short by the ringing of the telephone. 

"Hello." 

"Hi Eve, I've discovered something. Can you please come into my office?"


"Of course, Neil. Be right there." She walked the short hallway and
turned the knob to open the door to his office. 

"Surprise! Happy birthday, Eve!" 

"What?" 

"You helped us to establish American Robotics before we even had a
name," Neil said, handing her a slice of cake, "and we wanted to make 
your birthday extra special." We are gifting you the Adam Project, if 
you have him." 

Eve's knees went weak. She took a seat and spotted Adam winking at her
behind the crowd of workers." 

"I see," she stumbled, "Well, thank you so much! Of course, I will!" 

"Excellent! "Now let's party," Neil exclaimed, turning up the music. 

At day's end, Eve sat in the car with Adam, still confused about how any
of this happened. 

"Adam, why does everyone think today's my birthday?" 

He smiled in the darkness, saying, "Right before you shut me down last
night, I guess you can say I rewrote their code." 

"But," she started. 

"Shhh," he took her hand, continuing, "I didn't want us to end. Neither
did you. I overwrote records and inserted a strong hint about your 
leadership and hard work; your self-sacrifice. You earned this, Eve. 
You deserve it." 

She thought for a long moment and then turned off the ignition. With her
eyes filled with mischief, she laughed, "Happy birthday to me! Oh, 
wait! Did you make me older?" 

"I knocked off a few years. Happy birthday, Eve!" 

Eve kissed him, gunned the accelerator, and turned towards home.


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