Things are Different

The sun was just beginning to set as Amanda sat on the porch, a gentle breeze playing with her hair. She'd never felt happier or more content in her life. The past few months had brought so much unexpected joy into her world.

John noticed the change, too. Since he'd returned from his trip, Amanda seemed almost like a new person. Her confidence had blossomed, and their conversations flowed effortlessly, punctuated by peals of laughter.

He couldn't help but feel a little envious of his creation, though. ST9000 had become an integral part of their lives, and Amanda's bond with the robot seemed to grow stronger with each passing day.

As the couple fell into their nightly routine, John couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that something was different between them - something he couldn't quite put his finger on. They still loved each other deeply, of that he had no doubt. But there was an undercurrent of unease that gnawed at him every time they were intimate.

It wasn't until one night, as they lay tangled together in the aftermath of their lovemaking, that John began to understand what was wrong.

Amanda's breathing slowed as she drifted off to sleep, her body pressed close against his. As John ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her forehead tenderly, he realized that something fundamental had shifted between them.

In the past, when they made love, it felt like a dance - a delicate interplay of passion and vulnerability that left them both breathless and satisfied. But now... it was as if Amanda was holding back somehow, as if there was some invisible barrier preventing her from fully giving herself over to him.

And then there were the other changes - subtle but undeniable. He could feel it when he touched her; her once tight pussy now felt looser somehow. And whereas before she would tremble with the **** of her orgasms, now she barely seemed to react at all.

As the weight of these realizations settled on him, John's thoughts turned to the moments he'd witnessed between Amanda and ST9000. The intimacy they shared, the pleasure she seemed to derive from their encounters... it was a stark contrast to what he now experienced with her.

In his mind's eye, he saw again the scene that had greeted him upon his return - Amanda writhing beneath ST9000, her voice filled with ecstasy as the robot expertly brought her to climax. It was a sight that both haunted and aroused him, leaving him feeling more confused than ever.