Time Door

Thank you so much for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx Yorkshire, England

You might want to read Time Bubble first, it sets out some of the background to the events here.

John, Sakish and Glen, now very wealthy were sitting in John's conservatory, mulling things over with a jug of fresh pressé.

"I think I have an idea," John said as he sipped his drink.

"Is it as crazy as your first one?" Glen asked, "only we now have several outposts on planets in nearby star systems, have met aliens, who happen to be ancient Earthlings, and know that there is a more advanced alien society somewhere that took a few thousand people from Earth and just dumped them on other suitable planets and then ignored them. That crazy idea has meant I have some dosh in the bank."

"I am guessing the electronics for this are going to be wild? Go on, share your idea."

"Well, the time bubble, the BTD, allows movements in any direction that you point. What if all you sent was a little packet saying 'Hello', and that was in a specific direction, and when the hello was received it opened a bubble between the two locations. Say here and the moon."

"What? Like a doorway?"

"Yeah, dial a number, link establishes, walk through, arrive at the far end almost instantaneously."

"Fuck off."

"Er, well, no, the more I think about it, the more doable I realise it is.

"We are going to have to demonstrate it, and that means building two doors, I wonder if there are limits to distance? Too near, too far?" Glen said, obviously thinking through the engineering logistics.

"The first issue I think is that you have to get to the other end to install a door." Sakish said, "and then you have to have a computer capable of understanding interstellar movement such that it knows where every other door is at any given moment, the universe is still expanding relative to everything else."

"Can we do it do you think? If we can get a prototype working we can use the BTD ships to get them to the other locations, and we can leap frog from them, forever moving further from Earth."

"Another thought," John said, "we could use the same principal to send voice messages from the BTD ships back to Earth, keeping communications open."

"They are crying out for that now, perhaps we should focus on that first. They have a need for that, they will pay handsomely, especially if we don't detail how it actually works, just that we have a solution for their communications need."

"I think we will need to do both at the same time, the principles are the same." John decided.

Over the next few weeks they worked on the BTD radio and door, testing was their concern, could they go enough distance to verify it worked. First they bought a remote farm in Australia, a few thousand acres, that would give them the privacy they needed. They then flew to Australia on a private jet with all they equipment they needed to install a door as far away from Yorkshire as they could. After a few days of hard work the door was up along with a solar array and battery bank to power it. They left a small camera aimed at the door that was streaming, at low power, a video of the door.

Back in England they hurried to John's workshop and 'dialled' the door in Australia, the connection made, they then scanned for the video image that could only come through the doorway.

"Oh yes," Sakish cried, "we've only gone and done it.

There was the image on their tablet of the door in Australia.

"Sod it," Glen said, "We need a better test."

He walked through the door and appeared in Australia, picked up the camera and walked back through the door.

"That was incredibly foolhardy," John said.

"Someone at some point has to walk through the door. Now we have to go and sell these to SpaceX."

SpaceX people were sceptical at first. They could see the benefit of the BTDradio, and in fact had a real need for that, but unsure of the doorway, they couldn't see how they could monetise it.

John shrugged and said, "no worries, I know for a fact that Boeing are very keen for an alternate technology that they could use to clip your wings. Imagine a hotel on the moon, just a doorway away from New York City. Oh they would make a killing, and as it would be exclusive to them, they could charge what they like. Marry on the moon, honeymoon on Mars, I can just see their slogans now."

SpaceX remained unconvinced, so John just packed his presentation up.

"If you gentlemen and ladies would care to follow me to the parking Lot, I may have something to show you."

In the Lot was a semi with a grey forty foot shipping container with Bottomley written on the side, there were steps at the back, which was open, but it was quite dark inside, outside the sky was cloudy and rain was promised.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, if you could all just go into the shipping container and move to the rear, yes, I know it looks dark, but all will become clear as you step to the back."

The executives climbed the steps, accepted the glass of champagne that they were offered, and all thronged to the rear. More than one nearly dropped their champagne when they stepped to the rear and found themselves under a glaring sun, not a cloud in the sky and a marquee set up with drinks and sizzles for them to enjoy.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Bottomley farm near Alice Springs in Australia. You didn't even know that you were travelling thousands of miles, yet you did it in one thousandth of a second. Tell me that you cannot exploit this, and hell, I'll give to Boeing."

There was some anger at having been duped, some concern that their health may have been compromised. The CEO sat to one side in a chair and was obviously mulling things over.

He called John over.

"Say we go for this, what are we looking at cost wise, we have already paid you a lot for the Time Bubble drive."

"Is that not making you a fortune, saving you a fortune?"

"Well no, not really. As the only operator we have to monetise it, and there are only so many organisations with the funds to use our services. Various governments of course have set up what they call Embassies or Consulates on the Moon and on Mars, but all the infrastructure we have to put in place is staggeringly expensive. Frankly, we may go under."

This came as a shock to John, that aspect had never occurred to him. "What are you suggesting? I am not giving this away for free."

"This may sound odd, but a competitor. Another time bubble drive, they can share the infrastructure costs. I would have to give you a signed waiver for the exclusivity on our contract."

"What then? How does that help with the door and radio?"

"I want you to give us the radio, but you can sell it to the competitor, the door, we will license from you at one million dollars per door, payable on activation."

"If you can drive a truck through a door on Earth and arrive on Mars in moments, that will surely reduce your infrastructure overheads."

"Yes, and we will charge handsomely to anyone that wishes to use it, say a competitor with BTD that wants to build infrastructure somewhere."

"I would sell any shares you had in transport, you install doors at every major hub in the world and people would never fly or rail again, you can make a killing."

The CEO just smiled, he had it all worked out. That was why he was CEO of the biggest corporation in the world. The deal was struck.

I caught a taxi from my house to the time door terminal in town. I showed my ticket and stepped through the door into Space Port. Another mission, and it would be my fiftieth. Should I celebrate the milestone? Nah, it was just another trip into space. This one was a first for me, to a planet around a star called Gliese, the idea being to set up a Time Door, once set up it would then be a remote portal that would allow further onward exploration locally. It was a two-man mission though, and at the Gliese end we would probably have to be suited up.

As I was walking towards Mission Briefing room I saw a familiar profile ahead of me.

"Well, hello Sally," I called.

The figure turned, "Crikey Dad, what are you doing here?"

"Gliese."

She laughed, "oh well I guess we will get time to catch up, I'm down for Gliese too."

I shouldn't have been surprised as I knew that they preferred teams to be family, but I had thought that Sally had been doing Jupiter runs and the odd local star, I heard she had been to Proxima and discovered the ancient Earthlings. Simon, my son, was working on the Saturn runs these days.

It seemed we were to take BTD to a planet at Gliese and install a Time door. The planet was believed to be hot and dry, and it would take the two of us to carry the components from the BTD to where we were going to install the Time Door and the solar array and batteries to power it.

Journey time for the BTD was ten hours, it was a long way from Earth. I have to be honest, I did not know how long the time door to time door journey would take, I know all the Time Door ones I have done have been instantaneous, so why the BTD took finite time was beyond my knowledge of physics, well beyond. We were also testing a new radio link to Mission Control that was supposed to use the same principals as the Door to transmit radio. I wondered, if we had an emergency and called for help, would they send someone?

After the briefing Sally and I were taken to the BTD we would using, we inspected the cargo bay. It was pretty rammed, I was pleased to see a micro excavator and mini skid steer in the bay, they really would make life easier. We had four hours until lift off.

"I'm going to find a bunk Sally and grab some shut eye, what about you?"

"Same dad, I'll see you there in three?"

The bunks were near the launch area, designed to give us as much down time as we needed before a mission. Three hours shuteye, two sleep cycles for me, would give a good twenty hours uptime before I needed another sleep, by which time we would be at Gliese.

Awake, I toileted, washed and dressed in my shorts and top and sliders. Standard wear on board for astronauts, if we had to go into an airless or toxic zone, then we had the skintight suits with glass masks, radio's, air etc. We would be doing a lot of that on Gliese. A shuttle was waiting outside to take me to the launch area, just a few minutes away. Sally arrived at the same time as me.

We checked the cargo was secure, checked that all the doors and hatches were secure, that everything in every cabin was secured, even though ground crew do that, I still checked for my own piece of mind. We were both Captain, but I was Lead Captain. It meant little, we had to work together to get the job done and pulling rank on Sally and ordering her to do something just would not work. I knew that when her mum and I were trying to get her to do chores when she was a child.

Satisfied that everything was secure and ready I looked at the flight plan. It was simple.

Earth -- Launch 00:00

Gliese -- Arrive 09:47

Gliese - Land 11:00

Gliese -- Build 12:00 + 3 days

Earth - Gliese +7.5h

It was straight forward. Basically we had just over an hour to identify a suitable location and then 3 days to build the Time Door. There would be sleeping intervals that would need to be taken too.

"Ready Sally?" I asked.

"Affirmative," she replied. I pressed the Time button and we were on our way, blackness showing behind us, brightness ahead."

Once we had been going for five minutes I pressed the G button. This rotated the ship as we flew, to give a degree of gravity in flight, the early flights had a few crew issues in the Zero G, adding rotational thrusters had been an easy solution.

"Come on, let's go down to crew, nothing to see up here."

Now that gravity was to the side, rather than below is, it took a moment to get out of the chairs and orientate ourselves, but we soon managed and headed down to Crew. Obviously empty today but we made ourselves at home. Sally tried the new Time radio and made contact with Mission Control. It worked. We would try it every few hours and see if contact and quality was maintained.

I lay in a couch against the wall, which was now a floor, and watched Sally as she moved around and then settled in a couch opposite. She had kept her shape which was as full as I recalled. We had been lovers long ago, starting when she was a teenager and had finished school. My wife had gone to see her mum and I was home alone with the twins. Her brother Simon had announced he was off to see his mates and play the latest vid game.

I was just slumped on the sofa, eyes half watching some awful drama on vid when Sally asked.

"Why do you have an erection dad? Mum's not here."

What? I hadn't even noticed, but I did and was tenting the front of my shorts. Crikey, what had I been thinking? I couldn't remember.

"Er I was just thinking about your mum baby," I had said. Well, I had to say something.

"What were you thinking dad, were you thinking of her boobs, big, round and hard nipples?" She asked. I should have just shut the conversation down, but I didn't.

"Are they like mine dad?" She asked as she pulled her top off. Oh I had been lost from that second.

"Yours are better baby," I had said, "your mums droop a little these days."

She held her boobs in her hands and showed they were well and truly fixed in place, no droop at all.

"Were you thinking of her fanny dad? Were you dreaming of her valley, wet, wanting?"

"Well Sally, yes I guess I was," I said pointing at my obvious erection bulge.

She undid her skirt and let it fall, standing naked in front off me and used her fingers to open her crease and show me her valley. We had made love that evening, it had been inevitable I suppose, it was never mentioned, we didn't plan our trysts, but when we knew we had the house to ourselves for an hour, we would go to her room and shag.

That had been a long time ago and now here we were ten odd years later, much water having flowed under many bridges. And God damn it, she looked as fine as ever. I tried to keep fit and trim, but, well I expected that time had not been as kind to me. Oh well.

"What you thinking dad?"

"Oh, olden times, your childhood, how our careers changed and just general rubbish like that."

"Ha ha dad, I can tell you know," she said laughing, pointing at the prominent bulge in my shorts, "I bet I can tell which bits of my childhood you were thinking of."

I smiled and closed my eyes, there was no point in bringing up those times in conversation. We both had our memories, as good for her as for me I hoped.

We were halfway, time to do a systems check, I walked around the wall and headed up the access tube to Command. Everything was showing normal, still bright ahead but jet black to the sides and aft. I checked the panels, I read all the computer screens, flicking through all the options. Everything checked as Normal, I went back to Crew.

"Everything checks out down here dad," Sally said having done similar checks from the backup console in Crew.

"AOK up top baby, I think I am going to grab some shuteye." I went and grabbed a cot and strapped myself loosely in, I didn't want to find myself stranded in the middle of Crew if the gravity failed, and I dozed.

My dreams were a mix of the mission, and of Sally in her last years of living at home, our sexual encounters, how shortly after when her mum would come home, how Sally and Dierdre, my wife -- her mum, would be laughing and hugging. Sally never tried to replace her mum, or belittle her, she just enjoyed shagging me, and then one day she left.

"Dad," Sally was shaking me, "five minutes and we are there." I had been more deeply asleep than I thought. I unbuckled and followed Sally up to Command. We were both seated when we came out of BTD drive and arrived in orbit around a rocky planet, smaller than Earth, perhaps Venus sized. The computer started scanning to identify the optimum location and then we descended and landed.

Time for spacesuits, and we undressed and dressed in Crew, the suits were designed to be worn over a naked body, most astronauts had long since lost any embarrassment at undressing and donning the spacesuits, and it was the same for us, although I ensured I grabbed a new memory of her naked body, as sexy as ever. Damn it.

We headed down to the cargo bay and opened the doors. We used the crane to lower the mini skid and mini excavator, Sally went down the ladder and moved them out of the way. I started lowering all the pallets of materials and tools, and Sally picked them up with the Skid and moved them into a line away from the ship. Once Cargo was empty I went down and joined Sally. The instructions on assembly had been programmed and were displayed on our visors. We walked over to the intended area for construction, it was flat and clear of rocks. Sally went back and brought over the first of the pallets, I unstrapped the parts and laid them out ready for assembly. Eventually Sally had all the pallets in the right places and we started the assembly.

We built a room, with an airlock, and a roof to which we added solar panels. Inside the room a spray sealant went over every single joint and then we built the Time door. It took us three long days of assembly, building, sealing. Even though the room had an airlock, we had no air to fill it with, that would come later. We dialled Command Control on Earth and established a sound connection.

We collected all the pallets, packaging and debris from the construction and put it back in the cargo hold for disposal on Earth, we were not about to litter other planets. We left the ladders and steps, Mini Skid and Mini Excavator at the side of the building, they would come in handy for when they established a proper foothold here.

Everything stowed, Sally punched in the settings for home, I pressed Launch and we were off.

"I need to get clean dad, over three days in the suit has left my skin all clammy and itchy."

"Me too baby, let's go down to crew and get cleaned up."

Getting cleaned up was straight forward. There are no showers, obviously, the process is to strip and use disposable wipes. Simply rub every part of your body and hey presto, every part you touch is clean. We stripped from our suits and put them in stowage. I hoped I wouldn't need to wear it again until it had been cleaned, I mean, I really hoped. Within ten hours that suit was going to be high.

I looked across at Sally and she was reaching around to do her back. I pushed toward her, "let me do your back baby."

I started at her shoulders, and thoroughly covered her back, sides and backside. I resisted, with difficulty, to accidentally touch her boobs or fanny. I thought I was really good.

"You now dad," Sally said. I turned and presented her with my back. She rubbed my shoulders, my pits, my arms, my sides and my backside, her wipe managing to catch my balls, my dick immediately went 'hello', well, of course it would.

When I thought Sally had finished, she reached around and gripped my dick, which was immensely pleased at the action, as was its owner. I could feel her breasts pressed against my back, my buttocks pressing her groin, her shape discernible.

"Did you clean down here properly dad," she asked, "I think I might need to check."

We were floating in the nearly no gravity spot in the middle of Crew, equidistant from the walls, she spun me so that we were eye to eye, and she shimmied down my body until she was at my groin, my rather engorged groin. I looked down, all I could see was her head at my groin, I looked ahead and then closed my eyes, whatever was going to happen didn't need my input, I was sure my dick knew what to do.

Sally pulled my foreskin down, hard all the way, a slight pain where it attached to my head. I felt her blow across my dickhead, blow into my hole and then the heat of her mouth as she closed it around me. She didn't orally shag, she simply licked my dickhead inside my mouth, my Godfathers that was intense, rivers of pleasure shot from my dick, tickling at my fingers and my toes, I am pretty sure my back arched, difficult to tell with almost no gravity.