Freya and the Micro 1 Freya’s grip pulled rivulets into the sheet and wadded the mattress pad. She strained to maintain her balance while teetering on the edge of the bed. Freya’s slim body arched her bottom upward to meet the thrusts and accommodate Danny’s muscular torso. For a few seconds Freya nearly whimpered in pain. She had no idea Danny had such ample equipment hidden in those loose fitting shorts. The young golf pro was not gentile as she would have preferred. Sweat beads formed all over Freya’s body and her stare out of Danny’s small apartment window did not register the scene outside. She was so involved in the sensations from behind it could just as well been midnight. The steady thump, thump, thump of the bed bumping the wall went unnoticed as Freya’s juices flowed freely down Danny’s loins. Intercourse squirting for Freya developed quickly and might have resulted from her heightened pleasure. She also developed a sense of pending delivery of sexual compliments. Danny went from breathing heavy, to a grunting moan, to a near howling sound. He had Freya completely impaled on his organ. He nearly lifted her with each stroke and his volume increased verbally and literally. His taught balls slammed into her clit with each full penetration. The explosive finality of Danny’s orgasm drove Freya forward and into a shivering climax. For a few seconds it made the hot August day seem cool. Danny flopped over on the bed and was surprised at how quickly Freya recovered from the exercise. “Same time, next week?” Freya’s half taunting smile Kurtköy Escort was serious. “Sure, my girlfriend is going down to the beach for three days,” Danny smiled. He wasn’t going to admit being overwhelmed by the middle aged woman. Danny knew he could keep up as long as she didn’t want another peak performance that day. He was a handsome virile man and this was his preferred exercise. Freya was firmly in the cougar category at nearly twelve years older than Danny. Yet Danny marveled at her physique. Freya had much harder muscles than his girl and was so much more responsive. He resolved to pace himself a little better next time. The drive home gave Freya time to evaluate how she came to be such a complete slut. Less than a year ago she was a long married spinster and as disinterested in sex as any female in town. Freya marveled at how she had come so far and so many times, in such a short time. The previous year she would have considered such lewd behavior whorish and gauche. Now she was more than happy to be a slut and was determined to make up for years of sexual abstinence. Her husband, her doctor and her friends had opened the sexual gate. Freya hesitated but, once she found the what was on the other side she became completely the opposite of everything she had been before. Freya glanced over at her panties peeking out of her purse. She opted not to put them back on for the drive home. She wanted to check out her gift from the young pro on the return trip. Freya also decided to go straight to the shower Kurtköy Escort Bayan to remove most of the evidence. Her husband Ben might want to help her enjoy her new found hobby that evening. And Ben was not aware Freya was travelling outside the bounds of her normal routine. ******* Rewind the clock about 11 months: Dr. Carson and Ben were on the 17th green in the Fourth of July tournament. They were doomed to be losers out before the usual playoff round. Barring a hole-in-one on the 18th by both Doc Carson and Ben they would be observing with the rest of the galley. At least Doc’s golf cart was top of the field even if they weren’t. As they headed back to the clubhouse the Doctor turned to Ben and inquired, “So how’s the old home game these days?” Ben pretended to not understand “Home game? What are you talking a-” Before he could finish Doc interrupted, “Come on Ben everyone at the club knows the score at your place, Ben’s got a hole in none and the first nine isn’t even over. There are rumors about you and our girl Peg on the second floor and I wouldn’t blame you.” Ben had hit the big 4-0 the previous summer and hugely successful in his chosen profession. Ben was a demand sort of guy except, in his own bedroom. He was a college athlete, not star category but, good enough to play. Ben was not good enough to go pro but, intelligent enough to know his best option was business management which, he accomplished in near record time. Unfortunately, Ben’s main life-choice partner, Freya seemed to be a Escort Kurtköy mistake and now he was in too deep. A divorce would be messy, children would suffer, the whole picture was depressing. He immersed himself in his work and pretended to be the perfect husband. Freya was also a college athlete who was smart, very quick and surely could have been pro material. She was well aware women’s sports paid poorly, compared to men’s. Still, Freya nearly went on the women’s pro golf tour but, politics and personal finances kept it from becoming a reality. Perhaps this was the reason she opted for a career and a subsequent marriage to Ben. Freya decided she wanted children but, on her terms, for all the genetically best reasons. Ben was caught in Freya’s trap before he knew what hit him. They married in their hometown in front of the usual suspects. In a year the first little feet appeared followed a year later by the second set and that was it. The last child was fourteen years ago, and Ben was now rudely confronted by his college friend Dr. Carson. Ben called him “Doc” even though Ben and Dr. Carson were roommates in college; Doc was two years ahead of Ben. Doc had always focused on a career as a physician. Not just any physician, a physician who could break barriers and explore new fields. Dr. Carson invented several new medical devices that interfaced between man and machine. They came to be known as cyber-kinetic-responsive devices. They initiated physical responses from body parts that no longer functioned or in some cases parts that had been injured or impaired in some manner. This micro-circuitry on “steroids” never slept, could be re-programmed and powered up in nano-seconds. The devices were very profitable for those who were in on the “ground floor”. One of those individuals was Ben who, was very good at his profession.