Time Stop Back Work

The story so far: Bob has a 'watch' that stops time. He has enlisted Zena to share this with him. His and their adventures can be found in the other Time Stop stories.

I woke, not with Zena's lips around my cock but on my lips which was almost as good. We did not stop with just kissing, who the hell could resist naked Zena? Not me!

My lips moved down to her nipples, erect and waiting for my attention which I was just too willing to give. Relinquishing them and advancing towards the focus of my desire when two hands grabbed my hair and pulled me up.

She kissed me again. "Fuck me," she whispered. Ever helpful and obedient, well obedient when asked to do something I want to do, I positioned myself over her and easily slotted into that warm wet centre. Her legs came up, I could feel her heels on my arse. Her hands held me tight and her tongue invaded my mouth.

I love morning sex and finding a partner who feels the same is wonderful. Slow, romantic sex which I would have loved to last all day. Obviously that was not going to happen, physically and the fact we had to go to work.

Nature took its course and I reached my climax at the same time as Zena. We got ready and left for work. I arranged to meet her at lunch time.

The first surprise was being greeted by Mr Clark with a pleasant "good morning," obviously my attempt at getting him in trouble with his secretary appears to have got them together. He is a lot happier and us members of staff are reaping the benefits.

I waited until his secretary went into his office, gave them a few minutes together before I stopped time. I went into the office and the secretary was bending over Mr Clark and they were kissing.

I had to smile having set him up to look as though he was sexually harassing her; they have become an item. I decided, as the work situation had improved, to leave things for now.

Before I left the office I lifted the skirt to see some very brief, sexy knickers. I rubbed her cunt through her knickers and slapped her arse a couple of times before I left the office and restarted time.

The post girl came round, it was a bit of a misnomer, not the girl, she was lovely but the post was almost negligible, everything being electronic now. I think her job entails more than giving out and collecting post.

"Do you deliver to Mr Jones?" I asked.

"Do you mean Mr Texas?"

"Yes, he's the one, what's he like?"

"I don't like him, he touches my bum and my boobs," she mumbled.

"I will have a word with him, he shouldn't do that." I know she wasn't very bright having such a menial job suited her and she was good at what she did. The knob head taking advantage of her is not on.

I stopped time and slipped a previously addressed envelope with his other post. It contained a photo of him taken in the sex shop. Basque, stockings with his cock and balls hanging out of crotchless lace knickers.

The post girl went on her way. I had arranged for Zena to have an early lunch break and met her outside the building. Holding her hand I stopped time and we went to the floor where Texas worked.

"Hello, I'm from HR at head office, we have heard that Mr Jones has been harassing some females," Zena said in her best haughty voice.

"Harassing, he is a dirty fucker who will grab your arse and boobs at any opportunity, he is useless. he steals our ideas and passes them off as his own. I hate the fucker," was the opinion of one girl seconded by the others. Zena made notes or at least looked as though she did.

It was quite obvious that Texas was an arsehole, no talent, a nobody, a leech sucking on the talent of others. He deserved all that was coming to him.

We waited until Texas came out of his office before freezing time. Zena took the opportunity to put a variety of pictures onto the works website while I pulled his pants and boxer shorts down.

I replaced those with a pair of tie at the side lace knickers with an open crotch. I managed to get his cock and balls through the open crotch hardly touching them.

Making sure all the girls were looking at him we hit the time button. In his haste Texas tripped over his ankle hugging pants and fell to the ground. He scrambled back to his feet to the cheers of his staff. Not realising his tackle was hanging out of his knickers he tried to pull his pants up.

There were lots of comments from the girls about the size of his cock although they had difficulty to be understood for laughing.. He realised what was on display and covered it with his hands. I wondered if it took him back to his time outside Cunnylove.

All of a sudden every screen in the place started showing pictures of him, in the sex shop and outside. Including one of him with his mouth full of cock. The girl's laughter increased. Texas' embarrassment increased. Zena and I crept out.

I hoped that Texas would leave, well I expected that, if not leave then get fired. He had the brass neck to stay on despite that everybody knew what an arsehole he was. Some people are so stupid.

Zena and I left the building in good spirits for lunch. "I will say I enjoyed that, in fact I am feeling quite lascivious." I love the way she throws in fancy words, she could have said horny or I need your cock in my cunt but no lascivious for god's sake.

"You are a lustful libertine," I said. "In fact you are a randy cow, insatiable," I held her hand and before she could reply I stopped time. "Right slut I am going to ravish you on this table in front of all these people." I told her.

"Oh sir, please do not treat me like a common prostitute," she said in a little girl voice. I cleared the table.

"Get your knickers off and bend over the table, I'm going to fuck your tiny brains out."

"Oh, sir, please leave this poor innocent girl alone," she said as she removed her knickers. "Don't put your big cock in my tiny virgin pussy," as she lifted her skirt. Going a bit over the top but I will play along.

"Get your hands behind you and spread your arse cheeks, slut. Let me see that filthy cunt, I bet it's soaking, you can't wait can you whore. Your cunt is like a bill-poster's bucket."

"No please sir," she said, gripping her cheeks and spreading her cunt. I slipped my cock in, holding her hips I fucked her. "Yes, yes, yes," she shouted. She really was worked up, cumming so soon.

I pushed her hair aside and kissed her neck. "I love you," I whispered. Her pussy tightened around my cock.

"I love you too, now get back to fucking me." She loves me! I got back to fucking her as requested. Her tight wet cunt and the words she said made me climax too soon. I tried to keep going.

"Fuck," I said. She burst out laughing.

"Let's get tidied up," she said, wiping her pussy with a convenient linen napkin.

We rearranged our table and started time.

I would like to thank Texas (not the real name) for the inspiration.