What do you think?

"Would you like some coffee, Ms... what should I call you?" Monica called out from the kitchen.

"Yes, please! I'm Daphne," the golem replied cheerfully. She winked at Brad. "Unless you decide differently."

Monica reappeared with three coffees and set two in front Brad and Daphne. She settled into the couch next to Brad and set hers down before putting his arm around her back. Brad was too stunned to resist.

"Why are you drinking coffee? Does it actually do anything?" Brad asked incredulously.

"Yeah, it tastes good," Monica said with a roll of her eyes. She interlaced her fingers with his and rested them gently on her chest.

"Golems don't require any kind of sustenance and most **** don't have any effect on us," Daphne explained patiently. "We can still eat and drink. We can even enjoy it! Although I have to admit that this coffee isn't great."

Monica shrugged. "Hey, don't look at me. I didn't buy store brand beans." She nudged Brad playfully with her elbow, then looked over Daphne. "So you're Brad's new golem, huh?"

"I am!" Daphne replied with a smile. "Want to see me naked?"

Brad almost choked on his coffee, but Monica responded with an enthusiastic affirmation. For the second time Daphne pulled off her dress, although this time she did it with a smile and tossed it onto the easy chair with a flourish. Next came the bra and panties, also tossed aside casually, then she was standing fully nude.

Brad stared at her, mouth agape. He had seen sketches and photos of her body as it was being sculpted, but nothing could have prepared him for the beauty in front of him. His eyes slid across her flawless face, down her slender neck to her magnificent orbs. Her arms were hairless and smooth, drawing clean lines from her shoulder to her hips as she posed unashamed. Her toned, athletic legs gracefully terminated in a clean thatch of hair.

"Don't forget to breathe, babe," Monica said with a chuckle. "It looks like you got your money's worth. Give us a spin?"

"Of course," Daphne said and turned, giving them an unobstructed view of her tight but generous backside. She even had the dimples he asked for. "Like what you see?" she asked playfully over her shoulder.

"Very much," Brad finally managed. "But Monica, doesn't this bother you? You're my girlfriend, right?"

In reply, Monica stood and approached Daphne. She slapped the golem's ass hard, making it jiggle and nearly knocking her off balance. She grinned wickedly at Brad.

"Babe, she's an object. I don't care if you get a sexy toaster or vacuum cleaner, so why would I care about this thing? Now turn around."

Daphne did as requested, her full, pert breasts jiggling lightly with the motion. She smiled and cocked her hip sensually. Monica stood behind her and wrapped her arms around her torso, slowly drawing her fingernails up and down her taut belly and tickling the bottoms of her breasts. Daphne maintained the same courteous, detached smile throughout.

"But Monica," Brad protested, "you're a golem too! How can you call her an object when you're the same thing?"

Monica brought her hands up to lightly tease Daphne's breasts, causing Brad's erection to throb. "I know I'm an object, and it doesn't bother me. She knows she's an object, and it doesn't bother her. So why should it bother you?" She pinched Daphne's left nipple and it rose to attention. "Now why don't we kick the tires on this thing?"

Brad didn't need any more prompting. He led them upstairs to his bedroom, where Daphne looked around with mild interest and Monica hopped onto the bed. Monica immediately began to strip and told Brad to do the same.

"Ok," he stammered, and unbuckled his belt hesitantly. Monica, now in just a bra and panties, chuckled at his nervousness.

"Babe, you don't have to be so nervous. Remember, being naked in front of us is no different from being naked in front of your laptop."

He dropped his pants, revealing a pair of white briefs. "I know, it's just... I've never had a threesome before. And it's weird getting naked in front of you since I barely know you. I know you're not a real person but you really seem like one. It's awkward."

Now Daphne spoke up. "I've got an idea that might help!"