A stand alone story in the time stop series, there will be several more, each an independent episode although the lead character and some others may be involved.
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Having had overnight to think about how I could use the time stop at work. I decided my immediate boss, Mr Clark, would be the first victim. He was an obsessional man with a brush handle up his arse, none of the staff liked him and he didn't like anybody in return apart from his secretary.
I gave him half an hour to settle in before stopping time and entering his office. There he was in his three piece suit, white shirt and club tie. His top pocket which normally held three pens in a specific order now held two as he was writing with the third.
His desk had a blotter on it exactly square, an old fashioned telephone and the papers he was working on. I took the pen out of his hand and swapped it for one in his pocket. Moving the telephone and blotter so they were not square on to the desk.
I left his office despite wanting to see what happened. Simple things but with his obsessions would be a good start to get revenge.
Mr Clark continued writing for a second before he wondered how the ink had changed colour. He straightened his blotter and phone, exchanged pens and discarded what he had started. He came out of his office a few minutes later looking quite flustered. He shouted at a young member of his staff for no reason and went back into his office.
His secretary followed a minute or so later. Time for more fun. I stopped time and went into the office. The secretary was standing ready to take notes. I lifted her skirt so it was around her waist and was surprised to see she was wearing thigh high stockings and rather sexy knickers.
Why should I be surprised? She was an attractive lady in her mid thirties, it was her stuck up attitude that caused the surprise. I pulled her knickers down to her knees. Mr Clark was looking at the papers on his desk. I unfastened his trousers to expose red boxer shorts, another surprise. Reluctantly I fished in his shorts and pulled his flaccid cock out.
When I was sure they could see each other's genitals I left the office and started time for about five seconds before stopping it again. I went back in and set them as they were when I first went in, after rubbing a split chilli pepper on their underwear and altering his desk again.
THE SECRETARY
Mr Clark sounded a bit out of sorts when he asked me to go to his office. I was expecting to take notes for dictation, with my notebook out I suddenly had a flash of seeing Mr Clark's willy, poking through red underpants. Where did that come from? Okay I do quite like him but I have never thought of him in a sexual nature, well hardly.
In this vision I was holding my skirt up and my panties were around my knees. I would never dream of doing this, Mr Clark was looking at my foo foo. Nooooo. The 'vision' went and I tried to look normal. Mr Clark appeared confused when there was a knock on his door.
We did not finish the dictation, Mr Clark looked uncomfortable and I felt a stinging itch on my foo foo and was glad to get out. I went straight to the loo and managed to wash it, the stinging abated somewhat. I took my panties off, I think they must have something to do with it, I will have to change my washing powder.
Mr CLARK
Strange things are happening, my desk in disarray was bad enough, but the weird vision of my secretary's vagina and stocking tops that shot into my head was most disturbing. I didn't realise she shaved her pubic hair. No it was not real it was some kind of weird vision.
I could not continue and sent her away, I was getting a strange stinging feeling which was causing me to have the start of an erection or maybe it was the thought of that shaved vagina.
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I started time from just outside the office, knocked on the door and went in. They looked totally bemused "Sorry Mr Clark, I didn't realise you were busy," I said innocently.
"Yes, yes, err thank you," he mumbled. Success I think, a few minutes later the secretary came out, red faced and walking in rather a stiff manner. Hopefully she will go back in and I can give her another thrill.
Armed with a chilli pepper and a pair of scissors I went to the canteen for my coffee break. There was the usual crowd in the queue, we moaned about it but the coffee was better than any machine so put up with the delay. I went into a cubicle in the gents and hit the time stop button.
Back in the canteen I treated each girl as they deserved, the nice, friendly girl who came round with the post, I lifted her skirt and cut a slit in her knickers level with her slit. I repeated this with several others who I didn't know very well. The snooty bitch who thought she was better than all of us had her pussy and clit rubbed with the chilli.
The arrogant blond receptionist, I'm afraid I was a bit unkind as well as treating her cunt and arsehole to some chilli I cut her knickers at the waistband and left them around her ankles. I went back into the toilet to restart time when I saw the dickhead from accounts having a pee. His piss a suspended stream, I put his cock back in his trousers and fastened his fly before going into a cubicle and hitting the button.
