Insurance - part 7

[miriam_e]

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This post is quite late. I've been working on this since I got up about 6am (it's now a bit after 5pm). Amazingly I haven't checked it properly, so I'm posting blind. After yesterday's misgivings about sex scenes I started writing this morning and what do the blasted characters do, but start having sex. I swear I didn't intend for this. It just happened! I left it in because it feels right somehow, but it meant I didn't have time to tighten up what followed, which was the actual reason for the chapter! (Damn characters!). So please forgive me if the second part of this chapter feels a little loose. I'm sure it could do with better descriptions and better handling generally. It'll get fixed in the rewrite. :)

By the way, I realise Sally and Rachel are pretty saccharine lovey-dovey, but believe me, there is a purpose to this.

My average is still a bit low. I need to get it up above 2,000 words per day I think, now that I've dropped two chapters... unless I can expand some of the later stuff. I now have only 26 chapters in all. It is all a bit scary.

Please do let me know what you think. Every bit of feedback helps. If you are following the story please let me know, even if it is to say, "Next chapter please..."

Note that what follows contains adult concepts.
The love of two females for each other is central to this story so if you are offended by that stop reading now.

07 - willpower

Rachel awoke to see Sally still in bed beside her, watching her.

Sally spoke gently. Her voice the most beautiful song, "Good morning my love."

Rachel murmured thickly, "Sweetie." A rosy warmth swept through her. She attempted to lift her hand to caress Sally's face. "Ow. Ow. Hurties hurties!"

Sally grinned. "Just your body working on the muscles you over-used dancing most of last night. Methinks someone needs some endorphins before brekkie." She planted a big soft kiss on Rachel's lips while gently trailing her hand up between her lover's thighs. She paused to stroke her pubic hair and press on her pubic mound then crept her hand up to draw delicate, slow circles on her tummy. Next she shifted her hand to Rachel's right breast while she kissed and nibbled her way up Rachel's neck to her earlobe. Oh-so-gently she played with Rachel's nipple, which had already begun to tighten.

Rachel moved her arm up intending to caress Sally's face, but her partner intercepted it and gently pushed it back. Sally gently kissed Rachel's lips and whispered, "Don't move, love. Just feel." She lightly kissed one eye then the other as she slowly trailed her hand lightly, in little meanders, from Rachel's wrist up along her arm and back down to wander around her breast, gradually spiraling in on her nipple. She rubbed and tweaked the nipple, gradually increasing the pressure. At the same time she nibbled and kissed her way back down to the other breast. She flicked that nipple with her tongue several times then gently bit and pulled it. The other nipple was being rolled between thumb and index finger, gradually intensifying. Rachel was breathing heavier now and Sally could feel the increasing heat from her lover's skin.

Sally moved her body over Rachel's, one hand still playing with the nipple, put her thigh between Rachel's and kissed her hard on the mouth. She started to move her thigh against Rachel's groin. Rachel raised her knees, pushing her own right thigh into Sally, who shuddered with pleasure.

Rachel wrapped her arms around Sally and rolled Sally over, hungrily returning the kiss. She lay on Sally feeling their breasts fit together like jigsaw pieces. She rode on Sally's thigh, gripping it tightly between her legs while hers pressed down into Sally. Sally's arms were wrapped around Rachel and her nails raked her back. They squirmed like fish, heightening their fervour till Sally rolled Rachel back over, lifted her thigh away and moved her hand in. Her deft fingers felt through the folds, now slippery wet, dipping deeper gradually then feeling forward to her swollen pearl. It was too early to touch it directly so she moved her fingertips around it then back to the wet opening, teasing then exploring. She moved her mouth back to Rachel's nipple, roughly sucking, then tugging it with her teeth.

She bit a series of nips up the side of Rachel's breast to her neck again while hooking some fingers inside Rachel and rubbed very gently at her clit with the side of her thumb. Rachel gasped as a succession of waves rippled through her. Sally's bites on Rachel's neck increased as the pressure between Rachel's legs slowly intensified. They kissed full and hard, desperately. Rachel's skin was slick with sweat. She was lifting her pelvis, tension mounting, and she climaxed with a muffled shout. But they kept going. On and on. Each time it seemed Rachel could go no higher, Sally would take her there.

Eventually, Rachel panting for breath, they wound down and stopped.

Resting beside her, her head propped up on one elbow, Sally drank in the sight of her lover. This was when Rachel looked most beautiful. Her eyes bright, pupils dilated, green cheeks tinged with red, a satisfied smile curling her red lips. Tracing a finger along those lips Sally asked, "How do you feel now?"

Rachel's smile was so wide it closed her eyes as she giggled, "Much better now, thank you nurse."

Sally leaned in and kissed that smile then got up to stand by the bed straightening her hair. "How about brekkie then? You'll need it after using all that energy."

"Great idea. Give me a minute to gather my wits and I'll be right out." Rachel rolled onto one side to watch her wonderful, wonderful Sally walk from the room.

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The two girls were curled into opposite ends of the lounge, facing each other, feet together on the lounge between them. Rachel was eating her breakfast.

Sally asked, "Honey? Have you ever wondered what we are?"

Rachel blinked.

"I mean, it could be said that we're not lesbians because I'm not a human woman. It isn't bestiality because I'm not even a beast. It isn't even masturbation because that is self-stimulation and our lovemaking's mutual."

Rachel swallowed her mouthful and smiled. "That's easy. We are in love. Nothing else matters."

Sally beamed at her and agreed, "Nothing else matters."

Rachel continued her breakfast. She shook her head. "How could I be so lucky as to end up with a sweetheart like you?"

"You went to R.U.R. and bought me," Sally teased, smiling sweetly.

Rachel blushed. This was a loaded point. The owner having sex with their android is prohibited for a few reasons. Partly because it is abuse of a position of power, but also because people preferred to think of androids as less than human. And there was the xenophobic feeling that like should mate with like. "Plenty of people buy androids. You're special."

Sally shook her head. "You are a psychologist, sweetie." She reproved. "I was the same as any other when you got me, but you treated me as human and I grew accordingly. All intelligent creatures grow to fit their environment. You gave me respect. Love was able to take seed in that much later."

They sat there happily for a while, Rachel continuing her breakfast.

Presently Sally asked, "Honey? I wonder why I look like I do. Was I the result of some survey that determined the best look of a housekeeping android? Thousands of images of housekeepers scanned and averaged to create this face..."

"Actually, I happen to know the answer to this. When I bought you I was talking with one of the psychologists who worked on your model, and old school friend. Your face and body were sculpted by an artist commissioned specifically for the job. Apparently you were modeled upon his departed wife."

"Wow! How romantic."

"Ummm... maybe not so much... 'departed' as in 'left for another man'."

"Oh. Well that's a bit creepy then."

"Takes obsession to another level doesn't it."

Sally smiled a little sadly. "Poor guy. I hope he got treatment." She brightened. "Maybe that was his treatment -- get her out of his system."

Rachel laughed. "I doubt it. Imagine it from the wife's perspective. All these images of her spread around the world. It would have been like the ultimate in stalking. She tried to stop the company selling them, but they'd spent so much, they couldn't afford to."

Sally frowned. "Thank you. That's one bit of gritty behind the scenes information I'd have preferred not knowing."

Rachel chuckled.

Sally asked, "So what's on your schedule today?"

Rachel looked more serious and thought a moment. "After I finish brekkie we should go down to Insurers Consolidated and try to convince them to negotiate with the veeps."

"We?"

"I'd feel better with my human wife at my side... if you want to come."

"Are you kidding? Of course, I'd love to come."

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Holding hands, Sally and Rachel stepped from the train onto the city platform. None of the several people gave them a second look. They were just another human couple.

They left the station to walk along the wide, grey-carpeted corridor. It edged the large subterranean space above the couple of acres of courtyard below. When they reached the elevators they dinged and doors slid open almost immediately. Rachel said "Insurers Consolidated, please." The doors slid closed and the elevator dropped to level 27, softly counting the numbers as it went.

The doors dinged, slid open, and the two girls stepped out into the implied wealth and old-style luxury of Insurers Consolidated: deep red carpet, dark, wood-grain walls, tiny point-lights in the dark ceiling. Ahead, Savannah, the pink-haired receptionist, looked up and smiled when she saw Rachel then a moment later looked shocked when she realised who her girlfriend was. She hurried around her desk to the couple as they approached. She whispered frantically, "What are you doing?"

Sally was beginning to feel a little uncertain, but Rachel smiled and twined her arm around Sally's. "Just bringing my love with me to work."

Savannah was worried. "Rachel, it's illegal for an android to impersonate a human! You're risking Sally's life. Sally, talk some sense into her."

Sally shrugged, starting to look unhappy.

Rachel put her other hand behind Savannah's back and guided her to the reception area. "It's a bad law. Both of you are as human as I am."

Savannah tried to reason with her, "Look Rachel, it feels nice to fantasize that we are human, but we just aren't."

Rachel asked, "Because the law says so?"

"Well, yes," feeling it was obvious.

"Less than a lifetime ago people thought that of other people. Sometimes the law is just wrong, Savannah."

"There is also the little matter of us not being made of flesh and blood."

"So you mean that a person with prosthetic replacement limbs is less human?"

Surprised, confused, "Of course not, but..." Savannah was stumped. She knew she was right. Androids could not be human. Or could Rachel somehow be correct? She stood there, unable to think what to say. Looking from Rachel to Sally and back.

Rachel rubbed Savannah's upper arm. "Announce us to Mr Donaldson please Savannah."

Savannah looked scared.

"Just say I'm here," Rachel let her off the hook.

Savannah shook her head sighing, "OK, but I don't think this is a good idea." A brief pause then, "He'll see you immediately." She led them down the corridor to his office, and opened it for them.

The two girls entered. Donaldson strode toward them to shake Rachel's hand. "Savannah didn't tell me you had somebody with you. Damn android must be slipping. Who is this ravishing beauty?"

Rachel introduced them, "Sally, this is Mr Donaldson, head of the city branch of Insurers Consolidated. Mr Donaldson, this is Sally, my wife."

Donaldson took Sally's hand and raised the back of it to his lips. "Delighted, madam." He motioned them to the black, velvet armchairs and sat in the third one himself. "The board is very happy with how you handled the veep challenge, Rachel. Whatever you did worked brilliantly. I hear their representative didn't even return to the court to hear the verdict." He chuckled.

"Well, that's what I've come to talk to you about, sir..." She paused, unable to think of the best way to put it.

Donaldson waited.

"I believe we were wrong. I think we should negotiate with the veeps."

Donaldson was surprised. He certainly wasn't expecting this. "But we won Rachel. Why would we negotiate with the veeps when they don't have a legal leg to stand on?"

"Because I we actually lost, sir."

Donaldson frowned, thinking for a while then shook his head. "I can't see how you think that Rachel. How could losing be some kind of strategy?"

"It isn't, sir. Both we and the veeps lost. It would have been much more profitable to the insurance industry to have negotiated. I can show you the figures."

Donaldson looked uncomfortable, and shifted in his chair. "Now honey, why do you want to go rock the boat? The board praised you. You're a hero. I'm a hero for having hired you!" He jollied up with the memory. "They've awarded us both a giant bonus and you've been given a million dollar insurance compliments of the company." He became the relaxed host again. "You should have it made out to your lovely wife."

Rachel could see the faintest look of panic on Sally's face.

"Good idea. I'll do that." Rachel smiled and held Sally's hand. "But I'm serious about the veep question. In the long run it would be to the industry's advantage to work with the veeps. Far from being a threat, in the long term they could turn the industry's fortunes around."

Donaldson dismissed that with, "Oh don't worry yourself with that. Our financial planners can look after our future. Leave your figures with me and I'll pass them on to the appropriate people."

Rachel nodded and sent them to Donaldson. She knew nothing would come of it. She stood. "Oh well, we should probably be moving on. If you have any questions about the figures please do ask."

They shook hands again and they left, Donaldson saying how happy he was to have met Sally.

The two girls walked back out to Savannah. Rachel said, "Savannah, those figures I sent Donaldson. I'm certain he won't do anything about them. If, in a couple of days, he still hasn't passed them on can you make sure they get to the oldest member of the board? Then can you arrange a meeting with that person and me?"

"I guess..."

"Good girl." Rachel hugged her. "Don't worry, you won't be betraying your boss; you just might be save his job."

Sally hugged Savannah. "Nice to have met you. Sorry about freaking you out."

Savannah chuckled, walking them to the elevator doors which dinged and opened. "You looked pretty freaked out at one point too. My apologies. You are a very lucky... um... girl."

Sally's smile flashed bright. "Please come up and visit us sometime."

She stepped into the elevator with Rachel. The doors slid closed. The two girls embraced and kissed for a while. The elevator gave up waiting for instructions and assumed they wanted the train station.

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