24-12-2018, 01:18 PM
After leaving the internet café, not having anything else to do, Mike went back to work. After a couple more hours of work he called Jen.
"I'm about to leave," Jen said sounding hurried. It was 630pm in New York City.
"Do you have a minute?"
"We're not supposed to talk," she teased.
"I'm just reporting to my boss on how things are going in London," Mike joked back.
"Okay, go ahead, how was today?" Jen said with a laugh.
Mike gave her a quick update, telling her the Ring was still on schedule.
"God Mike that's so great!" she gushed. "I don't know how I'll ever pay you back for this!"
"You're paying me back right now," Mike assured her.
"Okay, in that case we better stop talking," Jen said with a laugh.
"We can talk," Mike insisted. "I'm still your husband. We're just taking a break to let you work some things out."
"Hmmm ... to let ME work things out huh?" Jen said playfully scowling into the phone.
"Okay, to let ME works things out," Mike said with a laugh. "However you want to play it."
"This game is complicated," Jen said.
"It's exciting though," Mike said. "You're having fun right? I can ask that. I'm still your husband. I can want the best for you, even though you're with someone else."
Jen understood Mike's game now. She knew for him, a lot of it was mental (like a "mind fuck"). "Okay Mike, what do you want to know?"
"How's the apartment?" Mike asked. "Are you getting along living together?"
"It's only been a little while," Jen said with a laugh. "But yeah. The apartment's nice. I like the neighborhood, I've never spent any time in the Bronx, it's nice. Frankie's good. We get along really well."
"So you're happy?"
"Yes Mike, I'm happy," Jen said. "I'm happy with Frankie." Getting into her "ex-wife" role in this game, she added "I don't know Mike. Maybe we'll get back together. I guess I hope so. But Frankie is who I need right now."
"Yeah, I guess we needed some time apart," Mike said, getting into his "ex-husband" role. He was so turned on and hard! He took out his cock and slowly stroked himself. "So have you worn out those new sheets yet?" he joked, referring to Jen's shopping list.
"We shouldn't talk about that," Jen said, her message being "We're separated Mike, we shouldn't talk about sex between me and my new man."
"I've got to go, I'm late," Jen said. "Take care Mike." She hug up.
Mike couldn't move after Jen hung up. His emotions were in turmoil. Jen couldn't have played it better, a conversation between a separated husband and wife, hoping to get back together in the future, but moving in different paths now. It was hard to be dismissed like that, dismissed so she could hurry off to be with her boyfriend.
Mike's anxiety and hurt were offset by his lustfully excitement. His cock was so hard. Why did seeing Jen in another man's arms turn him on so much? Why did the risk of losing her give him such a lustful thrill? After years of playing the game he still didn't understand his cuckold fantasies.
He closed his eyes and stroked his cock. He thought of Frankie making love to Jen, holding her hand, snuggling her as she fell asleep. He came after just moments.
With his lust satiated, Mike's anxieties took over. He missed Jen. It'd only been a few days but he longed to be with her. Not just for sex. Just to be with her.
He tried to hold back those dark emotions. It was only a few weeks. He told himself to enjoy the experience.
After cleaning up he went back into the Shire. Many of the Fellowship were still there, even though it was pass midnight. He liked the nicknames Shire and Fellowship. He was geek enough to think it cool. Deep down he was also flattered to be called Gandalf behind his back.
He made a point to be the last one to leave, he wanted to show everyone he worked as hard as everyone else. It wasn't hard to stay at work, he had a lot to do, reviewing code, making changes, running tests and simulations, making sure everything worked.
When he finally left it was pushing 4am. He decided to go to his hotel room and get a few hours of sleep. On the way he stopped at a late night pub. He bought a pint. As he sipped the warm beer, he took out a disposal phone he'd bought in NYC. He got online and hacked into Sapphire. He stayed inside Sapphire for 10 minutes, then he removed the battery from the phone. Like before, he tossed both the phone and the battery into the Thames river on the way to his hotel.
As he walked he thought about Jen with Frankie. He forced himself not to get "bad upset," not to spiral into depression. Jen was just playing, they weren't really separated. Okay, maybe she liked Drums, they had things in common and the sex was great, but Jen always came back to him. He resolved to enjoy the rest of his wish 2. There were only a few weeks left.
It was late evening at the CATF center. The conference room was crowded, Colonel Banks had assembled his senior staff. Trent, his chief of staff, distributed reports of Mike's latest hacks into Sapphire. "He hacked in twice today," Trent summarized. "Both times he just looked around, just like the other times."
"No attempt to sabotage Sapphire?" Bill said. Bill was Head of Operations.
Allen studied the report and shook his head no. Allen was Chief Scientist. "There were no attacks against the firewall." He explained further. "Andrews can view the code, but to made changes he'd have to go through the firewall."
"So what's he doing?" Trent asked frustrated. "He's hacked into Sapphire multiple times. All he does is look around."
"Is it possible he got through the firewall?" Colonel Banks asked Allen. "Remember, he's supposed to be smart."
"He IS smart, I've heard of Mike Andrews," Allen said. "Colonel, Andrews is probably capable of getting through the firewall. But we would know about it, the firewall logs all incursions to an encrypted file." Allen shook his head as he studied the reports again. "Andrews didn't get close to the firewall during any of his visits."
"No offense, but let's assume Andrews is smarter than us," Bill said. "Sapphire is about to launch. Let's arrest him now, eliminate the risk."
"And hold him for how long?" Trent asked. "He hasn't done anything."
"Interrogate him," Bill said. "He'll talk, believe me."
Colonel Banks considered, then shook his head. "No, not yet," he said. "Frankly I'm curious to see what he does. Maybe he'll teach us something. If he manages to sabotage Sapphire, we'll simply reboot from the master copy."
As CATF debated arresting Mike, Jen was snuggled into Drums's arm. They were at a get-together of some of his friends. His friends were in the music business too, it seemed he had friends everywhere from being in the business so long.
The party was laid back, just 5 couples, everyone sitting on cushions on the floor, the guys strumming guitars, everyone laughing, talking, humming along. His friends were laid back, avant-garde, "rebel without a cause" types, and she enjoyed the carefree creative atmosphere and the non-linear conversation. She was having a great time, it seemed every day with Frankie was a new adventure!
Drugs and alcohol were everywhere, and Jen was high again on Ecstasy. "I don't get that Eric Snowden guy," Drums said derisively. "He leaks secret papers to CNN and now people treat him like a hero?"
"Dude, the government was spying on people," one of his friends said.
"Hey, I don't have anything to hide," Drums said. "If you don't like America go move to Canada."
"Snowden is, like, exiled," another friend said. "He can never come home."
"Serves him right," Drums said. About half the group nodded in agreement. "What do you think Jen?"
"I kinda think he's a hero," Jen said. "The spying was wrong. He stood up against the government. I think he's brave."
"God, my girlfriend's a fucking liberal," Drums teased playfully. Everyone laughed, and the debate over Snowden continued.
"Let's not talk politics," Jen whispered to Drums.
"Got something better to do?" he teased looking lustfully at her. 30 minutes later they were back in the Bronx apartment fucking.
Jen woke up partially hung over, her head still foggy from the wine, marijuana and Ecstasy. She had a long day ahead and felt terrible. She had to talk to Frankie about toning down the partying during the week, at least all the drugs.
Her body also felt bad because she hadn't worked out lately. Her pussy was getting a workout! But not the rest of her, she couldn't remember the last time she went to the gym. "I need to find a gym," she muttered to herself.
"What?" Drums said sitting up and stroking her back.
"My regular gym is too far away, I need to find a gym around here," she said.
"I joined a gym, it's just a couple blocks from here," Drums said.
"Oh," Jen said. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know, I forgot I guess," he said. He got up and did 3 lines of coke. He always did coke in the morning.
"You shouldn't do so much," Jen said. She quickly added, "I don't want to be a nag, I'm just worried about you."
"I need it to wake up," he said. "It's like a cup of coffee for me."
"Then drink coffee," Jen said with a laugh. She yawned and said "God I need some coffee. Frankie honey I can't party like this during the week. I have to work."
"Take a hit of this," he said offering her the bag of cocaine.
"No way," Jen said with a laugh. Marijuana and Ecstasy were enough, she wasn't doing cocaine.
"I know how to wake you up," he said pulling her into his arms. She slept nude with him so he didn't even have to take anything off as he began working on her body.
"I've got to get to work," Jen protested, but her head was rolling back, her hands clutching the sheets. He was really learning where to touch her, and how to touch her. Her body was putty in his hands.
She gave into him, kissing him back, exploring his body as he explored hers. "You seriously have to wear a condom," she said between kisses. "This is a really bad time of the month for me."
"Come on babe I'll pull out," he promised, his lips going to her nipples.
Ignoring him, Jen got a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on him. "I'm not supposed to have to ask, remember?" she said.
"I'm your real boyfriend now," he teased, getting on top and mounting her.
"I'm about to leave," Jen said sounding hurried. It was 630pm in New York City.
"Do you have a minute?"
"We're not supposed to talk," she teased.
"I'm just reporting to my boss on how things are going in London," Mike joked back.
"Okay, go ahead, how was today?" Jen said with a laugh.
Mike gave her a quick update, telling her the Ring was still on schedule.
"God Mike that's so great!" she gushed. "I don't know how I'll ever pay you back for this!"
"You're paying me back right now," Mike assured her.
"Okay, in that case we better stop talking," Jen said with a laugh.
"We can talk," Mike insisted. "I'm still your husband. We're just taking a break to let you work some things out."
"Hmmm ... to let ME work things out huh?" Jen said playfully scowling into the phone.
"Okay, to let ME works things out," Mike said with a laugh. "However you want to play it."
"This game is complicated," Jen said.
"It's exciting though," Mike said. "You're having fun right? I can ask that. I'm still your husband. I can want the best for you, even though you're with someone else."
Jen understood Mike's game now. She knew for him, a lot of it was mental (like a "mind fuck"). "Okay Mike, what do you want to know?"
"How's the apartment?" Mike asked. "Are you getting along living together?"
"It's only been a little while," Jen said with a laugh. "But yeah. The apartment's nice. I like the neighborhood, I've never spent any time in the Bronx, it's nice. Frankie's good. We get along really well."
"So you're happy?"
"Yes Mike, I'm happy," Jen said. "I'm happy with Frankie." Getting into her "ex-wife" role in this game, she added "I don't know Mike. Maybe we'll get back together. I guess I hope so. But Frankie is who I need right now."
"Yeah, I guess we needed some time apart," Mike said, getting into his "ex-husband" role. He was so turned on and hard! He took out his cock and slowly stroked himself. "So have you worn out those new sheets yet?" he joked, referring to Jen's shopping list.
"We shouldn't talk about that," Jen said, her message being "We're separated Mike, we shouldn't talk about sex between me and my new man."
"I've got to go, I'm late," Jen said. "Take care Mike." She hug up.
Mike couldn't move after Jen hung up. His emotions were in turmoil. Jen couldn't have played it better, a conversation between a separated husband and wife, hoping to get back together in the future, but moving in different paths now. It was hard to be dismissed like that, dismissed so she could hurry off to be with her boyfriend.
Mike's anxiety and hurt were offset by his lustfully excitement. His cock was so hard. Why did seeing Jen in another man's arms turn him on so much? Why did the risk of losing her give him such a lustful thrill? After years of playing the game he still didn't understand his cuckold fantasies.
He closed his eyes and stroked his cock. He thought of Frankie making love to Jen, holding her hand, snuggling her as she fell asleep. He came after just moments.
With his lust satiated, Mike's anxieties took over. He missed Jen. It'd only been a few days but he longed to be with her. Not just for sex. Just to be with her.
He tried to hold back those dark emotions. It was only a few weeks. He told himself to enjoy the experience.
After cleaning up he went back into the Shire. Many of the Fellowship were still there, even though it was pass midnight. He liked the nicknames Shire and Fellowship. He was geek enough to think it cool. Deep down he was also flattered to be called Gandalf behind his back.
He made a point to be the last one to leave, he wanted to show everyone he worked as hard as everyone else. It wasn't hard to stay at work, he had a lot to do, reviewing code, making changes, running tests and simulations, making sure everything worked.
When he finally left it was pushing 4am. He decided to go to his hotel room and get a few hours of sleep. On the way he stopped at a late night pub. He bought a pint. As he sipped the warm beer, he took out a disposal phone he'd bought in NYC. He got online and hacked into Sapphire. He stayed inside Sapphire for 10 minutes, then he removed the battery from the phone. Like before, he tossed both the phone and the battery into the Thames river on the way to his hotel.
As he walked he thought about Jen with Frankie. He forced himself not to get "bad upset," not to spiral into depression. Jen was just playing, they weren't really separated. Okay, maybe she liked Drums, they had things in common and the sex was great, but Jen always came back to him. He resolved to enjoy the rest of his wish 2. There were only a few weeks left.
It was late evening at the CATF center. The conference room was crowded, Colonel Banks had assembled his senior staff. Trent, his chief of staff, distributed reports of Mike's latest hacks into Sapphire. "He hacked in twice today," Trent summarized. "Both times he just looked around, just like the other times."
"No attempt to sabotage Sapphire?" Bill said. Bill was Head of Operations.
Allen studied the report and shook his head no. Allen was Chief Scientist. "There were no attacks against the firewall." He explained further. "Andrews can view the code, but to made changes he'd have to go through the firewall."
"So what's he doing?" Trent asked frustrated. "He's hacked into Sapphire multiple times. All he does is look around."
"Is it possible he got through the firewall?" Colonel Banks asked Allen. "Remember, he's supposed to be smart."
"He IS smart, I've heard of Mike Andrews," Allen said. "Colonel, Andrews is probably capable of getting through the firewall. But we would know about it, the firewall logs all incursions to an encrypted file." Allen shook his head as he studied the reports again. "Andrews didn't get close to the firewall during any of his visits."
"No offense, but let's assume Andrews is smarter than us," Bill said. "Sapphire is about to launch. Let's arrest him now, eliminate the risk."
"And hold him for how long?" Trent asked. "He hasn't done anything."
"Interrogate him," Bill said. "He'll talk, believe me."
Colonel Banks considered, then shook his head. "No, not yet," he said. "Frankly I'm curious to see what he does. Maybe he'll teach us something. If he manages to sabotage Sapphire, we'll simply reboot from the master copy."
As CATF debated arresting Mike, Jen was snuggled into Drums's arm. They were at a get-together of some of his friends. His friends were in the music business too, it seemed he had friends everywhere from being in the business so long.
The party was laid back, just 5 couples, everyone sitting on cushions on the floor, the guys strumming guitars, everyone laughing, talking, humming along. His friends were laid back, avant-garde, "rebel without a cause" types, and she enjoyed the carefree creative atmosphere and the non-linear conversation. She was having a great time, it seemed every day with Frankie was a new adventure!
Drugs and alcohol were everywhere, and Jen was high again on Ecstasy. "I don't get that Eric Snowden guy," Drums said derisively. "He leaks secret papers to CNN and now people treat him like a hero?"
"Dude, the government was spying on people," one of his friends said.
"Hey, I don't have anything to hide," Drums said. "If you don't like America go move to Canada."
"Snowden is, like, exiled," another friend said. "He can never come home."
"Serves him right," Drums said. About half the group nodded in agreement. "What do you think Jen?"
"I kinda think he's a hero," Jen said. "The spying was wrong. He stood up against the government. I think he's brave."
"God, my girlfriend's a fucking liberal," Drums teased playfully. Everyone laughed, and the debate over Snowden continued.
"Let's not talk politics," Jen whispered to Drums.
"Got something better to do?" he teased looking lustfully at her. 30 minutes later they were back in the Bronx apartment fucking.
Jen woke up partially hung over, her head still foggy from the wine, marijuana and Ecstasy. She had a long day ahead and felt terrible. She had to talk to Frankie about toning down the partying during the week, at least all the drugs.
Her body also felt bad because she hadn't worked out lately. Her pussy was getting a workout! But not the rest of her, she couldn't remember the last time she went to the gym. "I need to find a gym," she muttered to herself.
"What?" Drums said sitting up and stroking her back.
"My regular gym is too far away, I need to find a gym around here," she said.
"I joined a gym, it's just a couple blocks from here," Drums said.
"Oh," Jen said. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know, I forgot I guess," he said. He got up and did 3 lines of coke. He always did coke in the morning.
"You shouldn't do so much," Jen said. She quickly added, "I don't want to be a nag, I'm just worried about you."
"I need it to wake up," he said. "It's like a cup of coffee for me."
"Then drink coffee," Jen said with a laugh. She yawned and said "God I need some coffee. Frankie honey I can't party like this during the week. I have to work."
"Take a hit of this," he said offering her the bag of cocaine.
"No way," Jen said with a laugh. Marijuana and Ecstasy were enough, she wasn't doing cocaine.
"I know how to wake you up," he said pulling her into his arms. She slept nude with him so he didn't even have to take anything off as he began working on her body.
"I've got to get to work," Jen protested, but her head was rolling back, her hands clutching the sheets. He was really learning where to touch her, and how to touch her. Her body was putty in his hands.
She gave into him, kissing him back, exploring his body as he explored hers. "You seriously have to wear a condom," she said between kisses. "This is a really bad time of the month for me."
"Come on babe I'll pull out," he promised, his lips going to her nipples.
Ignoring him, Jen got a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on him. "I'm not supposed to have to ask, remember?" she said.
"I'm your real boyfriend now," he teased, getting on top and mounting her.
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