Today was going to be the day I shared my gift with Zena. First I had to get her to meet me, fortunately I had Sonia to help. Over breakfast I said to Sonia; "I want you to send Zena to the Royal Hotel this morning, you will have to fabricate a reason. I will text you the room number."
"Yes sir, what time?"
"10 o'clock." Sonia left for work, I was throwing a sickie.
I was ensconced in my room at the hotel when there was a knock on the door. "Come in," I shouted as I stood with my back to her, making some tea. The door opened and I pressed the time stop button as soon as I heard the door close.
I turned round, Zena had her mouth open about to make a comment. My heart was thumping, I really do like her. I had intended not to use the time stop to make her fall for me but a small cheat might help.
I walked to her, she was dressed in a blouse and skirt. Her blond hair was pinned up, her lips a pale pink and her beautiful grey eyes were shining. I unbuttoned her blouse to expose a very sexy lace bra. My phone number had gone from her stomach.
I tweaked her nipples through her bra and fastened her blouse. Pulling her skirt up I rubbed my finger along her pussy several times. She was wearing white knickers and those horrible tights. I continued rubbing her pussy until I was sure she would feel the benefit when time was resumed.
I retook my place making the tea. "Hello," Zena said and I turned around.
"Hello, glad you could make it," I greeted her. She looked shocked. Shocked that it was me or shocked at the feelings in her pussy and nipples? "Tea?"
"How?"
"Milk and sugar, maybe?"
"No, how am I here with you?"
"Friends in high places," I replied. "Milk?"
"Yes, no sugar." I walked up to her, held her and kissed her, long and hard.
"You are going to find out the secret of how my phone number was on your belly." I kissed her again and she returned the kiss. I put my hands on her bum and pulled her to me. She did not resist and in fact did the same to me, my erection pressing into her.
"Tea," she said, breaking away but rubbing my cock through my trousers. We sat on the bed drinking tea. "Well are you going to tell me how you put your phone number on me?"
"I will show you shortly, it is hard to explain."
"Show me now, please."
"We will have to go down," I said.
"Maybe later," she laughed.
"You will have to do exactly as I say." Her eyebrows raised. "Nothing naughty," I said.
We got in the lift and went to the ground floor, when we were out of the lift I stopped her from moving forward. We were out of sight of the people in the foyer and bar so I held her tight. "Hold on to me." More eyebrow raising again. I hit the button.
She didn't freeze, yes I had someone to time stop with me. "Well nothing has happened."
"Come with me," I led her into the bar where everything was still. "Time has stopped but not for us."
The people, the television, everything, and they can't see us?"
"They will not know time has been stopped and will carry on as though nothing has happened. Shall we get a drink and talk about it?" I asked, as I walked to the bar and helped myself to a bottle of single malt. "What would you like?"
"That will do me," she said. I took the bottle and two glasses to a vacant table before returning to the bar for the ice bucket. "So you stopped time to write your phone number on me?"
"Yes and I stole the knickers and hung them in the toilet."
"Why?"
"Just for fun, did it cause any problems?"
"Some high powered woman seemed very angry, very red faced. Did you do anything else?"
"I might have played with her pussy," I admitted.
"Oh good, she was a rude stuck up bitch, I'm glad." there was silence, another raised eyebrow. "And me?"
Shit, I have to come clean. "Afraid so just a little without removing your knickers, I tweaked your nipples as well, sorry."
She laughed, "I'm still a virgin then?" My turn to raise an eyebrow. "No I'm not a virgin but you didn't fuck me?"
"No but I would like to,"
"Oh that is blatantly obvious." she laughed again. "So tell me what you have done." I told her about work, about saving Sonia and the bank manager. "Let's go out and try it. There's a handbag I really fancy down the high street. I returned the whisky and ice bucket.
Bloody women, of all the opportunities we had she wants a fucking handbag. I restarted time. We went down the high street to a rather exclusive shop, where a middle aged woman was in the process of looking down her nose at two teenagers admiring the goods that they could never afford in her window.
"She's a snooty bitch," said Zena. "She treated me like shit."
"Well we should repay her for that insult, does she own the shop?"
"Yes."
"Good, we will get your revenge." We entered the shop, the stuck up bitch was the only one there. Time was stopped. "Choose your handbag and anything else you want." I started undressing the owner. Her bra was an over the shoulder boulder holder, holding two large boulders.
I took it off her and her tits stayed just where they were and looked rather good, I bet they will drop when time resumes. Her skirt was next, underneath she was wearing a corset type thing, holding her in. Stockings and suspenders completed her ensemble.
"Zena, pick a skirt you like and pass it to me. She selected a nice silk affair which I took off the hanger, one of those with two clips to grip the skirt. I clipped it onto her nipples. Wow it stuck straight out. Zena was amazed as was I. "How about that?"
"What else shall we do with her?" I asked.
