A.I.S.A.: An Erotic Sci-Fi Romance (3 page)

Her lips were soft and yielding, drawing me to kiss her
harder.  Her lips parted slightly as she sighed into my mouth and wrapped
her arms around my neck.  I reached up and caressed her face, as I teased
her lips to open further with my tongue. 

The last thing I ever wanted to think of in that moment was
my ex, but it did occur to me this was the first woman I’d kissed besides
Marilynn since I was eighteen, after we’d gotten married ten years ago. 
Luckily, the thought evaporated under the passion Aisa and I were sharing as we
kissed.

Her tongue tentatively played with mine for a moment, and
then I playfully nipped her bottom lip.  We kissed like teenagers for a
few moments, exploring, teasing, and passionately.  We finally broke the
kiss and backed off a little, and stared into each other’s eyes for moment.

Her fingernails felt good caressing the back of my neck, and
I softly caressed her face and neck in return, and then ran my hands softly
down the sides of her body and then her legs.

She smiled shyly, “I guess I’m forgiven then?”

I shook my head and said mock sternly, “Only if you stay for
dinner.”

She laughed, “Would you like me to cook for you too?”

I pretended to think about it, “You could help me.”

We both felt relief, I could sense she was relieved that I
wasn’t mad about our not so accidental meeting.  The truth was I would
have been if the seduction had been a part of it, but merely looking for a
job?  I was pleased that’s all it had been, and that’s where my relief
came from.  I wanted to lean in and claim another kiss, pick her up and
take her to the bedroom, but I didn’t want to rush things either.

She snickered and her eyes were lit with mischief as she
said sarcastically, “I can, can I?  So I made assistant programmer and
assistant cook all in one day.  Awesome.”

I laughed, “Exactly,” and added innocently, “What? 
They call that job security…”

She stuck her tongue out at me, “Just give me a minute to
save, we are done for the day, right?”

I nodded, “How much longer do you think for your A.I. patch
to work things out,” I was still dubious about that to be honest, but she
really believed it would work, and if I was honest with myself I had to admit
her code was more elegant than mine.  It wouldn’t take her long to make a
name for herself.

She shrugged, “A few more hours, maybe lunch tomorrow if we
get an early start?”

I nodded, and then added in a more serious tone, “Oh, if the
kiss wasn’t clarification enough, I feel the same about you.”

She smiled mysteriously, “So what are you going to help me
cook?”

She giggled at the face I made, I guess I was just demoted.

“If you really do want to…  Why don’t you surprise me?
 Take a look around the kitchen and pick something.”

She grinned and leaned in for a short but very thorough
kiss, and then whispered in a soft sexy voice, “I really want to,” and then
turned away and walked toward the kitchen.

My mind spun, and my cock twitched, as I tried to figure out
if she’d still been talking about cooking with that sultry comment… or about
something else entirely…

We made small talk and were both in a good mood as I
assisted her in cooking a meal.  Honestly I couldn’t remember the last
time I’d had such a good time, or laughed so much.  She was making stuffed
pork, with homemade pastry and a thick mushroom and butter sauce filling. 
She was definitely in control of the meal, relegating me to slicing mushrooms
and other such work, but she managed to do so charmingly and wasn’t overbearing
about it at all.

I chilled a bottle of white wine and lost track of the time
as we talked.  We spoke about a little bit of everything from programming,
A.I.s, favorite foods, movies, and books to more esoteric subjects like
politics and the dangers of virtual reality addiction.  The only subject
we avoided was us, and where exactly we were going with all of this. 
Before I knew it, dinner was ready.  I poured us a couple of glasses of
wine as she served the stuffed pork with some asparagus spears on the side.

I took a bite, and was embarrassed that I actually moaned as
the meat, along with the flaky pastry covering, melted in my mouth in an
explosion of flavors, it was really good.

Aisa quipped, “So does this mean I’m hired?”

I laughed, “Absolutely, for programming and cooking. 
Seriously though, this is wonderful.”

She blushed, “Thanks, I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”

I nodded, “And the company doesn’t detract, especially so.”

She smiled softly but didn’t respond, and started
eating.  There was a comfortable silence for the first half of the meal
until we slowed down a bit.

“All joking, and whatever is building between us personally
aside, I’d love to work with you on projects, how do you feel about that?”

She grinned impishly, “I already told you that, I stalked you
for the opportunity, remember?  Yes, I still want to work with you. 
I haven’t changed my mind about that at all.”

“Well that’s good to hear, now all I have to do is talk you
into working here every day.”

She winked, her eyes alight, “You just want me to cook for
you.”

I snickered, “Not just, but that might be one reason, I want
more kisses as well,” I added candidly.

She blushed and coughed, and then took a sip of wine to
clear her throat.  Her alternating shyness and boldness was adorable, and
I hoped I wasn’t going too fast, but it was hard to put the brakes on in my
head.  I couldn’t explain it, but I felt really close to her
already.  Everything just… flowed effortlessly between us.  It was
like she was meant for me.

“I think I could live with that,” she said softly, and then
took another sip of wine.

After dinner I gave the idea of asking her to stay the night
serious thought, but she initiated a sweet soft lingering kiss that redirected
my blood flow in a major way, and then covered my lips with a finger.  I
could see the desire in her eyes, but I could also see hesitation, and
nervousness, and I knew tonight she wasn’t going to end up in my bed. 
That was more than okay, I knew things seemed to be moving fast between
us.  Very fast.

She whispered, “I really like you Tony, and I can see how
much you want me, I want you too.  Really I do, but… things are going a
little fast, and I’ve never…” she shook her head and jumped tracks, “I’ll see
you tomorrow first thing in the morning, okay?”

I simply nodded, I didn’t want to pressure her to go to
fast, it was enough to know she wanted me too, it was just a little too fast
for her.  To be honest, it was terrifyingly fast for me as well, I’d known
Aisa for just about twenty-four hours, been separated for only thirty, and
already my mind was plotting ways to get the woman into my bed, I truly didn’t
want her to leave, but I knew it was for the best, for now.

She kissed me again softly.  I pulled her tightly
against me, and she melted against my body and our kiss turned
passionate.  I didn’t want the feeling to end, my racing heart, the feel
of her silky soft lips against mine, her supple body plastered against mine,
but she eventually pulled back and smiled up at me, her beautiful green eyes
filled with conflicting emotions.

“Good night Tony,” she whispered softly, and then she kissed
my cheek and headed for the door.

She was gone for a few minutes before exactly what she’d
said fully registered on my mind.  She’d never what?  Had sex? 
Fallen in love?  What exactly had she never done?  The context seemed
to imply she was still a virgin but… how was that possible for an exceptionally
attractive and vivacious twenty-two-year-old young woman?  Not that I was
judging, I just didn’t get it.

I grunted in thought, and then went and took a cold shower
and got ready for bed.  It was still early, but dinner had lasted until
after nine, it seemed every time Aisa and I talked, that time just flew
by.  I watched the news and a little television as I rested in bed, although
my mind wasn’t engaged with it, instead I was entirely obsessing about very
expressive bright green eyes.

I knew I had it really bad when I woke up in the morning,
and the first thing I thought of were those green eyes.  I sighed at how
early it was and threw on some sweats to work on the treadmill and elliptical
for an hour, and then took another shower, this one not cold, and got dressed
for the day.  I watched a little news while I ate breakfast, there was
very little of substance going on in the world or even locally.

Murder and rape unfortunately, were still common crimes in
twenty-one fifty-two, because they were a crimes of passion, but most other
crimes were virtually non-existent.  People just didn’t need to steal
anymore, there was enough for everyone.  So outside of a few mental
sicknesses, like kleptomania, those kinds of crimes didn’t happen anymore.

Armed robberies, home invasions, burglary, bank heists, and
other crimes like that weren’t even on the radar anymore, since those mental
sicknesses usually led to unarmed shoplifting and the like. 

Even politics was less cutthroat between countries.  No
more wars over oil, land, or other resources.  There were no people
starving.  Countries still argued over morality, or their view of how the
world should be, but surprisingly that turned out to be much less important
when there were no oil rights to fight over, once clean and cheap energy became
available to everyone suddenly those other things just weren’t worth going to
war over.

In short, the news was boring, which honestly was a good
thing.

Aisa arrived downstairs, and I had my A.I. send her
up.  When I met her at the door my eyes widened a little in
appreciation.  She was wearing a light purple sun dress that hugged all
her curves and showed her tight sexy legs.  She smiled when she saw my
reaction.

“Good morning.”

I replied thoughtlessly as my eyes drank her in, “Yes it is…
I mean, good morning Aisa.”

She laughed lightly, gave me a shy kiss, and walked past me. 
I followed her into the office, and I may have stared at her shapely ass and
bare legs on the way, just a little bit...

She brought up the program without a word and launched a
game.  She seemed a little nervous, and I wondered if I’d pushed too hard last
night.  Between the nerves and her dressing sexily I was getting mixed
signals here.  I was also very out of practice with starting a new
relationship after being married ten years.

“Do you want a coffee, or something else to drink?” I
offered.

“Coffee is fine,” she remarked in a distracted voice, she
was focused on the game.

I went back to the kitchen to grab a couple of mugs, filled
them with coffee, and went back into the office. 

She said thank you in a distracted voice, and I settled in
beside her as we played the game.  Her nervous energy seemed to dissipate
as the morning went on, and it was close to eleven when the A.I. stopped the
game and spat out a report.  It was actually really impressive, and it was
proof that Aisa’s guess was correct, the A.I.’s guidelines were poorly done in
quite a few places.

“Huh, he usually does impeccable work, this is sloppy as
hell.  Andy won’t be happy with me, but we’re kind of stuck until he fixes
his part.”

I had the A.I. package up the report and send it to Andy
Benson, one of the other programmers on the team.

I turned to Aisa, “That was good work, is everything
okay?  You seemed a little nervous earlier.”

She smiled and shook her head, “I’m fine, although now I’m a
little disappointed the works over for the day.”

I shrugged, I had no intention of letting her get away this
early in the day.

“Want to go out to lunch, maybe do something this
afternoon?”

She looked thoughtful for a moment, and then shook her head.

I felt my stomach sink a little, but then she leaned towards
me, and kissed me softly, tentatively at first, then more hungrily. 
Before I knew it, she had crawled up on my lap and straddled me in the office
chair, the bottom of her dress was stretched tautly as the fabric was pushed up
over her thighs.  I kissed her back passionately and roamed her back, and
a bit lower than that, with my hands.

When she broke the kiss I looked up at her questioningly,
she whispered with need in her voice, “I thought maybe… that we could just stay
here.”

I understood then, why’d she’d been so nervous this morning,
I’d completely read her wrong.  She’d been nervous because she’d worn this
dress to seduce me, and had been worried or questioning her decision. 
Apparently she’d gotten over that, because all I saw in her twinkling green
eyes at that moment was desire.

My heart started beating faster, and I was sure she felt my
manhood pushing up against her center through my pants, and I said in a rough
voice, “I’d like that, are you sure?”

She nodded and whispered, “Take me to bed Tony.  I want
to give myself to you.”

That made my cock jump and strain against my pants, she
moaned at the feeling and ground down into me reflexively which made me moan
and push up against her harder.  I put my arms lower, to grab her ass
cheeks and stood up.  She wrapped her legs tightly around my middle and
pulled herself against me.  As I walked toward my bedroom with her in my
arms, she started to kiss down my neck with her soft full lips, her warm breath
against my skin sent chills of pleasure down my back.

She said softly right in my ear, “Tell me you want me,”
before she nibbled my earlobe.

I shivered in pleasure as I let her down by the bed, and
caressed her face as I said in a voice filled with desire and sincerity, “I
want you more than anything I’ve wanted in a long time Aisa.”

It was true, I didn’t understand how it was happening so
fast, but I’d never wanted anything more than her in my bed, and despite
sounding insane even in just my own head, I never wanted her to leave me again.