I discovered its use by accident. A box of junk bought at an auction because it had a horse brass in it like one from my childhood. It went on the head of the lead horse at the Mayday parade and somehow I had lost the original. Amongst the mainly rubbish was a strange watch that no matter how I tried I couldn't get it to tell the time.
I pressed one button and noticed that the TV had frozen, typical the guarantee had just run out. Using my electrical expertise I turned it off and was about to turn it on again when I saw that the frozen picture was still on. Curious. I went back to the watch and pressed the button again. The TV burst into life!
Obviously I needed to investigate further. I took the watch outside and pressed the button. Everything went quiet, the wind stopped, the trees froze in the positions they were in, even a pigeon was petrified in the air.
Impossibly time had stopped, I was the only one experiencing this, I pressed the button again and all was back to normal as if nothing had happened.
Wow what do you do with this? What don't you do? I started by a trip to the bank, surely I will be able to pick up some cash. I would have to be careful, there are probably cameras all over the place. I nonchalantly walked into the bank, drew some cash from the machine and walked out.
Pausing just outside, in a spot that is not covered by cameras, I stopped time. I put on some rubber gloves and went back into the bank.
It was the last bank in the town and was destined to close soon, apart from that the snooty manager had refused to see me earlier this year as my issues could be seen to by her underlings. Basically I didn't have enough money for her to be bothered with. I think I should engender my revenge.
There were three other customers plus several bank staff on the floor. two women and an old man and two women in the bank's uniform. The young lady who was serving a customer had her till open so I helped myself to a few pounds.
I made my way to my main target, her office was just to the side of the main floor. I opened the door to see the manager in her fancy twinset and a male customer. Just what I hoped for, I went behind the attractive Miss Fluer, manager as It said on her badge (not the attractive bit) and unfastened her shirt buttons exposing a lace bra.
Very nice I thought, pushing her jacket and shirt off her shoulders and picking up a handy pair of scissors from her desk-tidy. I cut the straps and the centre of her bra. Her bra fell aside and I must admit a pair of delicious tits. I squeezed them, yes natural. I pinched both her nipples very hard, there was of course no reaction from her or her nipples which did not become erect. When time continued she would probably feel the pain.
I cleared her desk, scattering things onto the floor and picked her up so that she was leaning across the desk. I lifted her skirt and took my scissors to her tights and knickers, removing the knickers and leaving the remnants of the tights around her ankles.
Nice arse, she perhaps should do more exercise but not bad. Her cunt was dry and unfortunately would remain that way no matter what I did. I positioned her on her elbows facing the customer with her mouth open. I adjusted her clothes so that her tits would be on show.
The customer, a middle aged chap, was looking at her. I stood him, unfastened his flies and got his cock out. It would have been better if he was hard even so I put it in her mouth. Next I put his hand grabbing her tit. Rather a nice tabloid, I thought.
One last thing, I scrambled around on the floor finding a pen nicely engraved with the bank's name that I had knocked off the desk. I inserted it, the point first into her arsehole.
I walked out, standing in the same place I stopped time. I started it again and walked off. It would have been nice to see the results of my mischief but not worth the risk. I had quite an erection and needed to do something about it.
I've always fancied a girl in the card shop, she's worked there for four or five years and I have not had the confidence to chat her up. She was at the back of the shop sorting out some cards. Out of sight of both cameras I stopped time.
Sylvia was standing on a small step and stretching up to the top shelf, her dress pulled up and showing a lot of leg. I lifted her dress to show a very sexy pair of knickers and a lovely arse. I pulled her knickers down and put a finger part way into her bald cunt. She was dry, maybe if I had been talking to her she would have become moist, wishful thinking on my part.
My first thought was to get her on her knees and use her mouth. I wondered if I played with her clitoris while time was stopped, would she feel it when time restarted? One way to find out, I rubbed her clit for several minutes, it seemed odd not actually getting any result.
I squeezed her nipples through her bra. I put everything back in place, putting Sylvia slightly off balance before I restarted time. Sylvia was falling to the side not in any danger off the little step, super hero me managed to catch her. "Be careful, Sylvia, health and safety would have something to say about you risking your life like that," I said. Hero, sense of humour and Sylvia hopefully having feelings in her pussy, now was my chance.
"I have tickets for the Pavilion tonight. Would you like to come?" I asked.
She looked at me, with that look in her eye, I think my work on her clit has paid off. "Yes, why not," she responded with a smile. Yes!
"Where shall I pick you up?" She gave me her address and we arranged the details. Something to look forward to, in the meantime I need to get rid of my hard on. The woman in the estate agents is quite a milf, big tits and short skirt.
I stopped time before I entered, walked behind the milf, put my arms around her and grabbed her tits. Very nice, I lifted her skirt and pulled her knickers down and off. She was wearing thigh high stockings and turning her round I took her blouse and bra off. Yes, big tits, really nice.
I bent her over the desk on her elbows, her tits hanging free. Her stocking clad legs and arse were really nice for a woman her age. I opened her mouth and slotted my cock in, not having to worry about her breathing. I went in all the way and kept it there nestled in her throat, wonderfully weird.
I rammed in and out and rather than come in her mouth I caught my cum in her knickers. The other lady who worked there was older with grey hair and would be shocked if she saw milf now, she will shortly. I put her knickers in my pocket, positioned the older assistant where she had a good view of the milf.
Once outside I looked between the pictures of houses for sale and restarted time. Milf screamed and jumped up, grey hair put her hand to her mouth in shock. Milf pulled her skirt down and looked to pull her knickers up before looking for her bra and blouse.
Grey hair found her blouse on the floor but could not find her bra, they would one day find it in the filing cabinet. I walked away, there seemed to be some fuss at the bank. I went home and thought about how I could find women with cunts ready to fuck.
But tonight I had my date with Sylvia, should I keep this normal or use my freeze powers? Normal, mainly. Well I'm not going to lose any advantage I may have. I picked her up as arranged and found that she didn't fuck on first dates, sorry.
One thing I learned on this date; on some nights the Pavilion was full of attractive ladies and tomorrow was the over twenty one's night, known locally as 'grab a granny' night. Surely there will be opportunities.
I got to the Pavilion fairly early, having had a pint in a pub / restaurant where I helped myself to a few quid from the till. As I thought, plenty of scantily clad women, many of them in groups rather than with boyfriends. Quite a few men although more would arrive when they had filled up on cheaper beer.
What to do? What would be the best way of finding a woman ready to be fucked? I decided on a mass attack, with the short skirts, checking cunts for liquidity should be easy. I froze time and started on the dance floor where groups of girls were dancing.
I must admit I felt a bit guilty, not enough not to do it. I was careful with each one, lifted their skirt, put my hand in their knickers and checked each cunt being careful not to leave any indication I had been there.
The first group of four dancers, all showing plenty of leg, I hardly had to lift the first girl's dress. It was that short, brief knickers and a dry cunt. Similar results with the next two, the fourth girl wasn't wearing knickers or a bra, I might come back for her later. A pull down of the zip at the front of her dress exposed her rather lovely tits which I must admit did not need a bra. I squeezed her nipples and massaged her clitoris, hopefully warming her up for later.
I was not having a lot of success when I came across two girls dancing together who appeared to be very friendly. At last a wet cunt, the blond who was wearing a sixties flowery mini dress had a very juicy pussy. I bent her forward putting her hands on her friends hips, I lifted the dress and pulled her knickers to the side and fucked her.
Although her pussy was beautifully warm and wet the lack of response was disconcerting but I quite quickly climaxed. I put her knickers back in place and stood her where she was before. Putting myself back to where I was, I restarted time. It may sound wrong, well it was rape really so definitely wrong, but at least I was not going to get her pregnant as I have had a vasectomy.
I kept an eye on the girl I had just fucked and the knickerless one. The girl I had fucked looked shocked, she spoke to her partner and they went off to the toilet. Knickerless stopped dancing and glanced around, she looked down to see her nipples poking out, I'd love to know what she was thinking.
I obviously needed some time to rest before I started again. On my way to the toilet I heard some arguing which I thought was probably the two girls, as it turned out it was a thuggish looking guy and a girl. He was holding her against the wall with his fist pulled back. I stopped time. I pushed the girl to one side and moved him a foot closer to the wall before starting time again. He punched the wall!
