Freya and the Micro Part 5 - Sex Stories

Freya and the Micro Part 5

... to a cheating, cuckolding harlot and it was Ben’s fault or was it? Something about Freya’s newfound hobbies excited Ben while simultaneously making him angry, jealous and insecure. Ben was a big strong guy but didn’t have the courage to confront Freya for fear she would walk out on him. Ben grabbed the phone and stuck it in his pant pocket and drew it like a six-gun. He was Paladin. Have Phone Will Travel and although Freya didn’t know it, she was about to get saddled up. ***** The following Friday Ben and Freya spent the evening at the country club with Doc, Deege and a few friends. Drinks, dinner and a Tee time for Saturday was arranged along with the usual banter about politics and business. It was usually so boring Ben had difficulty not yawning. It was not the case this particular evening. Ben strode around the room like a gunfighter and smiling like he was top gun; in his mind he was. Doc didn’t notice Ben's demeanor. Deege not only noticed, she nervously anticipated a problem. She could feel something was about to happen and knew it wouldn’t be good. Freya had her usual margarita in hand as the Danny the golf pro made his rounds talking with the golfer socialite crowd. Before Danny got to their table Ben excused himself and headed toward the men’s room. He found a clandestine place where he could observe drew his phone and opened the app. As Danny neared the table Ben cued Freya’s implant and began to spill the marbles. Freya’s reaction would have been apparent to ...

... anyone who knew. Only Doc and Deege had that information. Doc was involved in another conversation and Deege read Freya like a billboard. Deege began look around to trying to locate Ben who knew Deege might intercede. Ben's vantage point allowed him a view while being well hidden. In the meantime Freya flushed, squirmed and became obviously uncomfortable. She gulped her drink and tried desperately to maintain control. Ben could see Deege frantically scanning the room trying to locate him. He stayed comfortably out of sight. When Danny approached the table Freya stood, “I think I need some air. I’m going out on the deck.” Danny greeted a couple at the next table and after small talk also went out to the deck where Freya leaned against the railing and tried to regain composure. Danny put an arm around Freya’s waist and looked at her with a wanton gaze just as Ben ran the app back to zero. The zero option mentally body-slammed Freya back a year, like big time wrestling, “What the hell are you doing?” She shoved Danny so hard he nearly fell. Freya headed to the ladies room in a beeline that only drew the attention of Deege. Ben watched and chuckled from his hidden position behind the hors d’oeuvre cart. Deege knew Ben’s transmitter caused Freya’s problem but, she was sworn to secrecy. She made another attempt to see where Ben was hiding and even walked across the room toward the patio. She simply could not find Ben who merely shifted his position to stay out of sight. After a couple ...