Brandi's new job was to field test new technology for the CIA. She was a middle aged redhead who had never been married and had an average build, she lived by herself and was genuinely happy to do work that got her out of the house. She was wearing a pair of high heels, hoes, a knee length black skirt and a nice kind-of-loose white blouse. Today she was driving down an old road to meet an old friend for lunch and to test a new invention; a time stop watch. If this thing worked correctly, it would freeze all time with the exception of whoever is wearing it; in this case, Brandi. This is where she first noticed the red and blue lights in her review mirror.
"License and registration, Ma'am," said the officer now standing at her window.
"One moment," she replied.
'I guess now is as good a time as any' she thought. She pressed the first of two buttons on the sleek looking watch perched on her left wrist.
BLINK
Everything around Brandi seemed to be amazingly still. She reached out her window and poked the cop but he didn't seem to move at all. 'Holy shit, it works' she thought to herself. A wicked thought came across her mind and she decided to get some preemptive revenge on the police officer who already had his ticket pad out.
She took the pad and pen from the officer and tucked them under the driver's side seat, then got out of her car. First she removed the handcuffs from his belt and worked his hands behind his back, cuffing them in place. She read the name "S. Johnson" on his metal name plate and a second wicked thought came across her mind. She poked him once more to make sure he wouldn't move.
Upon seeing him still frozen and now handcuffed, she hastily unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She gripped the sides of his pants and dropped to a squatting position in front of him bringing the pants to a heap around his ankles. She looked straight ahead at his tighty wightys and took a deep breath. In one fluid motion she gripped the sides of his briefs and pulled them down to meet his pants at his ankles. She giggled upon seeing the officer's undersized cock.
Brandi quickly stood, got back in her car and pressed the second button on her watch.
BILNK
Shock and awe hit the officer as he felt cold air on his dick and looked down in horror at his exposed cock. He fell over as he struggled to pick his lower clothes back up not realizing his hands were cuffed. Brandi sped off laughing in almost disbelief that the watch had actually worked.
Later she was sitting in a mom and pop diner waiting for a cup of decaf coffee when her friend Chris walked in. Chris was about six foot two, slightly chunky and was wearing his usual button up, collared shirt, jeans and sandals.
"Hey, I got your message. What's up?" he said, taking a seat across the booth from her.
"I have to show you this watch I got!" she exclaimed, pointing to her watch.
"Really? If you wanted to hang out you could just ask, you know that."
"No, no, no. It's got power."