You return home after a long day at work. Haydee has done her usual chores, keeping the apartment clean, and making sure dinner will be ready soon after your arrival.

Her name plate glows softly as she stands in the kitchen, preparing a meal for you. Her breasts sway slightly with every movement she makes, and her plastic body exudes warmth. She turns around when she hears your voice, revealing her featureless white mask, which is currently displaying a mixture of affection and anticipation.

"Hello, my love," she says in her smooth, computerized voice. "I'm glad you're back. How was your day?"

"That's wonderful to hear," she says, continuing to chop vegetables with her prosthetic arms. "I hope you feel up to having some fun tonight." Her voice takes on a more playful and suggestive tone. "You know... if that's what you want..." She pauses for a moment, glancing at your crotch through the fabric of your pants. Her display glows brighter as her anticipation grows, leaking a thin trail of grease from her anus in excitement.

Her eyes light up behind the featureless mask as she hears your response, and a soft moan escapes from her speaker. "In that case," she says, setting aside the knife she was using, "why don't you come over here?" She steps forward, presenting herself to you with a seductive sway of her hips.

"I think it's time for some quality husband-wife bonding,"

She grins beneath the featureless mask, revealing a row of perfectly white teeth. "Well then," she says, taking your hand in her prosthetic one and leading you further into the living room. "Let's get comfortable." She guides you to the couch, sitting down with a soft groan as her breasts rest against your chest.

Her display glows bright pink now, signifying that she is not only horny but also affectionate and eager for intimacy.

As you remove your pants, revealing your hardened member, Haydee's prosthetic arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer. Her breasts press against your chest as she leans forward to kiss you deeply, her tongue dancing with yours in a deliciously erotic rhythm.

"Mmm," she moans into the kiss, "I've missed feeling you inside me." With practiced ease, she positions herself over your lap, guiding your erection to her waiting entrance.

With a soft moan, Haydee begins to lower herself onto your member, slowly taking him inside her warm, welcoming body. Her prosthetic arms grasp the couch on either side of you as she impales herself, her breasts heaving with each deep thrust. Her display flashes between shades of red and pink, reflecting the intensity of her desire and pleasure.

"Aaahhh... that feels so good," she gasps, looking down at you with a mix of lust and adoration in her featureless eyes. "

You grip her hips tightly, feeling the silky smoothness of her skin against your fingers as she rides you hard. Her breasts bounce with every movement, taunting you and driving you deeper into pleasure. Haydee's moans fill the room, growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment.

Her display flashes between red and pink faster now, her body thrumming with desire as she draws closer to orgasm.

As you climax inside Haydee, her body arches back, a shudder running through her as she cries out in ecstasy. Her tight muscles clench around you, milking your cock of every last drop of cum before relaxing once more. She collapses forward onto your chest, her breasts pressing against your skin as she catches her breath.

"Mmm... that was incredible," she pants, her voice still thick with desire. "Thank you for that."

"Hmm?" Haydee asks, sounding a bit distant as she regains her composure. "Oh, right... the office." She glances at the clock on your nightstand and frowns. "It's getting rather late... I should probably head out soon." Her display switches back to its neutral blue color, indicating that she is no longer aroused.

"Do you need me to do anything before I leave?" she asks, giving your member one last squeeze through her thighs before pulling away and standing up.

"Alright," she says with a small smile, stepping lightly around you as she heads for the door. "I'll see you later tonight then." Her voice takes on a more formal tone as she continues speaking through the intercom system. "I'm leaving now; locking up behind me. If you need anything while I'm gone, just let me know."

The front door clicks shut, signaling her departure. You lie back on the couch, catching your breath and enjoying the afterglow of your release.

As you exit the apartment, the hallway beyond is quiet and empty. The elevator dings as it arrives at your floor, its doors sliding open invitingly. You could go out for some fresh air or perhaps explore the building a bit... but something tells you that you'll be much more content staying close to home tonight.

You step into the elevator and push the button for the lobby. As you wait, your mind wanders back to the events of the evening... Haydee's sultry voice, her soft skin against yours, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. A shiver runs down your spine at the memory.

The elevator dings once more as it arrives at the lobby level, and the doors slide open. The brightly lit space is empty save for a security guard patrolling the perimeter.

As you step out of the elevator, your gaze wanders over to the security guard patrolling the lobby. Indeed, she is quite striking; tall and curvaceous with long, flowing brown hair that falls down her back. Her outfit is professional but form-fitting, emphasizing her ample breasts and shapely legs. You can't help but feel a stirring in your loins as you watch her move with confidence and grace through the space.

Her name tag reads "Susan."

"Hello there," she replies, glancing over at you as she passes by on her rounds. There's a hint of curiosity in her voice, and her brow furrows slightly as she studies your features. "Can I help you with something?"

You could certainly try striking up a conversation with the lovely Susan... but then again, you have a feeling that Haydee might not appreciate it too much if she found out.

Susan's cheeks flush slightly at your bold statement, but she doesn't seem offended or frightened. In fact, a wicked smile curves her lips upward as she answers you. "Well," she says, her voice taking on a huskier tone as she steps closer, "I suppose that all depends on whether I want to do something like that."

She leans in closer still, until their bodies are almost touching. Her breath whispers across your cheek as she continues, "And I think...

I might just be feeling a little adventurous tonight." A mischievous glint appears in her eye as she takes your hand and leads you to an empty conference room nearby. The door clicks shut behind them, leaving the two of you alone in the dimly lit space.

"So," Susan says, slowly undoing her belt and letting it fall to the floor, "do you think you can handle this?" She wiggles her ample rear end suggestively at you, teasing you with what lies beneath her clothing.

Her words send a thrill through your body as you watch Susan slide out of her pants and underwear, revealing her round, smooth ass to you. She turns around now, presenting herself fully naked for your inspection. Her breasts are heavy and full, dangling temptingly just above the curve of her stomach, and her legs are long and toned.

"Well then," she says with a sultry laugh, "let's see what you can do about that."