" He wouldn't miss her. For years their marriage had been no more than a convenience. She was good for his career, he was good for hers. Employers exp...cted certain things from their ad executives, and marriage represented stability. But she was established now, and she could do without him. She had her own name. He would, of course, have to find someone else to play hostess for his parties, but that was no longer her concern.She brushed the ash from her hands and stood, unfastening the buttons. What just happened to me should not be allowed to happen. I started to go over the Golem design specs in my head.The Golem is a bioroid, a genetic construct. Enhanced DNA is taken from a human - me in this case - and used to construct a perfect body around a cybernetic endoskeleton. The brain is an ultra-advanced hybrid of a blank human brain and super computer which was to act as a link between a quantum tether across space and time to allow for extra-solar space missions.It had a probe into. Her eyes widened in shock as she realised what I was about to do. She started resisting telling me her husband is home and that one of the neighbours may see us. I told her that her husband is in the shower right now and that I've closed the stair way door. She was putting on a track suit so I put in my hand inside the trousers and she gasps as my fingers brushed her clit. I dipped into her wetness and rubbed small circles around the hard nub. Her hands are gripping, squeezing my cock through. ”Rahul aamar kotha sune bollo, “ Ati sundor, aajob premik premika tomra… ta ebar ki?”Ki bolbo thik bujhte par chilam na. Ektu bhebey bollam, “Asole, aamar mone hoy o janeyi na je aami okey bhalobashi, ta chara aami nijeyo nischinto bhabey jaani na o aamake bhalobashey kina.”Sune Rahul aaschorjo hoye jigyesh korlo, “Taar mane? Tumi ki bolte chao!”Aami bollam, “Kono dino taake boli ni.”“Hey Bhagaban! Tahole tumi aamake ekhane ki korote niye eshecho.”Khoob dhire golaye bollam, “Aaj aami taake sob.