Carrie is absolutely beautiful.
She is a receptionist at the local hospital and as soon as I saw her I fell immediately in lust with her. Obviously she was way out of my league and I didn't stand a chance with her. Alternatively my secret weapon may help.
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. Amongst the rubbish was a strange watch that no matter how I tried I couldn't get it to tell the time.
I was about to throw it in the bin when I 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.
"May I help you sir?" she asked. I looked back up to her face from the name badge on her chest or from her chest which happened to have the name badge pinned on it. She was smiling. I was having trouble trying to put words together, my new found confidence had deserted me.
"Errr...yes erm, Carrie, I am here for an x-ray. My ribs, had an accident," I was rambling. She gave me directions which went in one ear and out the other. I walked off, possibly in the right direction.
I had my x-ray, a couple of cracked ribs, no further action, be careful and take these painkillers, come back if you have any problems. As I passed her desk I turned and thanked her. She smiled! her big brown eyes lit up. I melted.
I decided that I would love to have her. Okay go up to the second line of the story, that's when I really decided. I sat in my car, in the carpark for an extra hour (disgustingly costing two pounds more). Carrie did not appear, balls. I drove around, there are several staff carparks around the hospital.
Well, tomorrow's another day.
Another day, another visit to the hospital. This time with a plan. I waited just inside the door on the foyer, between cameras. Watching the lovely Carrie sitting at her desk, smiling at everyone.
I saw her stand up and immediately stopped time. I rushed to her, in reality there was no need to rush but I was lust struck. Carrie was reaching up to pin a notice behind herself. Behind is the word, shown off as she stretched, her legs looked perfect. Although seeing more would be better. Her pale blue uniform, although sexy, was too long.
I ran my hands up her long tights clad legs, lifting her skirt to reveal that perfect arse, covered a pair of sensible knickers as well as the tights. Running my finger on the crotch of her knickers up and down her pussy crack.
After a quick feel of her tits through the uniform top I returned to the foyer, restarted time and walked to Carrie's desk just as she was about to turn round to sit down. "Hello again," I said and she glanced around and smiled at me. I stopped time.
This time I unfastened her top, slowly undoing the buttons against all my instinct to rip it off and... Well I resisted. Her glorious tits were covered by a sensible bra, certainly not meant to impress.
I pulled it to one side and tweaked her nipple which did not react in time stop, hopefully she should feel it when I start time, the same principle I tweaked the other nipple. I covered her and made it look as though she had not been touched.
Next I lifted her skirt. Without removing anything, which took some resisting, I rubbed her pussy. Although again there was no reaction when time resumed hopefully she will feel something. I hit the button.
"Hello," she said. A strange look came across her face. I think that my plan is working.
"I have to be in every day for a while, but it's worth it to see your smiling face." Okay a bit corny. She raised an eyebrow and smiled. I walked off to the cafe, where I wasted half an hour over coffee. I smiled and waved to Carrie on my way out. She smiled and waved back.
I did the same thing the following day and I think the slight excitement is associated with me. Slowly, slowly catchee monkey.
You may wonder why I am going to all this trouble when I could have my wicked way with her in the hospital over her desk by stopping time. I would compare it to the virgin girl who wants her first time to be romantic with candles and things. Not in the back of a car or against a wall behind the pub.
I wanted to have Carrie in comfort in a bed and finding an empty bed in a hospital is impossible.
Day three started much the same, Carrie was sitting so once I had felt her tits, sucked and lightly bit her nipples, which were covered by a sexier bra, I had to lift her to reach her pussy. She was still wearing tights but her knickers were briefer and racy.
I put my hand down her tights and into her knickers, her pussy was nor exactly dry but certainly not ready to fuck. I rubbed a finger up and down her clitoris, hopefully this would get her feeling frisky.
Perhaps the provocative underwear was for me, more likely she was meeting her boyfriend after work. Dressing her and repositioning her I started time.
"Hello," she replied to my greeting. Her smile was different, her pupils were dilated and her face coloured slightly. She was watching me as I walked off to the Marks and Spencer run cafe. I sat on my own reading a newspaper which hid my erection.
I waited half an hour or so before walking out, passing the reception desk and smiling at Carrie. I took a chance and froze time again, I had to ensure I was in the same position when I started time.
I went round the desk and pushed my hand up between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her clothing. I tweaked her nipples and went back to my starting position. I hit the button.
"I wonder if I could take you to lunch?" I asked her.
"I...I bring a packed lunch." was her hesitant reply.
"Perhaps dinner then?"
