My V Husband.
Written by Feathers.
I ran to the swimming pool but I couldn’t see the robot. My days! He must have sunk inside the pool.
I dived inside the pool and to my surprise, I saw him at the floor of the pool. I dragged him and brought him up with me.
I helped him out of the pool. His cloth was wet and his eyes were closed.
“Brandon! Are you alright?” I asked but got no response.
“Brandon! I called and he finally opened his eyes.
“Are you alright?” I asked.
“Yes 001.” He replied.
Seems, he has start to malfunction.
“Okay…okay…you need a place to stay to cool down so you can start functioning well again.” I said and walked with the robot back to Ethan’s room.
Ethan sat at the bed and watched as I escroted the robot out.
“Mr. Brandon!” Ethan called all of a sudden and Brandon left my side to my surprise and walked to him.
“I thought you would be dead by now.”Ethan said as he grinned wickedly but Brandon wasn’t speaking.
“Who in the world comes to a man’s house to sleep with his wife, do you see how stupid you are?” Ethan asked while Brandon stood still before him.
I just hope that Brandon will not do anything stupid.
Brandon turned from him and walked back to me.
“If you know what is good for you, leave my wife and get out of my house.” Ethan shouted as I led Brandon to another room.
I helped Brandon to lay on the bed after which I walked back to Ethan’s room.
“Ethan, you could have killed him.” I said.
“You could have killed the s*x d-oll you met at my office if it were a human.” Ethan replied.
“This should not be happening if you act like a man to your wife.” I said.
“I give you everything you want, what else do you want?” He asked.
“I want you to make Love with me.” I said.
“That’s not a big deal , my wife.” He let out.
“So why don’t we just do it now?” I asked.
“Sure.” He said and I just sat still. He had acted like that many times and we would end up not making Love still.
I sat still and he came to sit beside me.
“My wife! Common, let’s make Love.” He said.
“Like seriously? So you can sleep off again.” I said.
“Can you even hug me?” I asked.
“Hug!” He repeated.
“Yes hug, what is wrong with hugging?” I asked.
“Erm…not like nothing is wrong…but, for the fact that your husband hugs you doesn’t mean he loves you.” He said.
“Mr. Man, you have said that before. Either hugging means love or not, hug me first. ” I said.
He stood up all of a sudden. “Stand up, let’s hug.” He said.
I looked at him for a while and stood.
“Let’s hug.” He said and I stretched my hand wide to hug him only for him to turn away from me and bent like he wanted to back me.
I was appalled.
“What’s that?” I asked confusingly.
“Common baby, climb my back.” He said still bending.
“Do I look like a baby to you? Is that what hug means in your dictionary?” I asked.
“The last time , you called me baby. And I once called you baby, you never countered it. So, while I was meditating yesterday, I was thinking that I could do all a man does to a baby to you. ” Ethan said and I took the pillow and hit it on his head.
“Is that hug?” I asked.
“See my wife.” He grinned as he looked away. ” That is what we call ‘hugging from the back ” He mumbled.