Chapter 40 - Things begin to look up again

Saturday night and I had promised myself a visit to Nora and Tim's. Freshly showered, dressed in a nice crisp white shirt and newly pressed jeans - I had made myself presentable for the occasion - I found myself standing across the street from their place wondering what I would find. Was Saturday night going to be their night for a bit of what we South Londoners call 'nookie?'

As if on cue the downstairs light went off. A smile from me and I walked on past their house and disappeared into the shadows. Literally! In the darkness I stopped time and, indeed, to someone watching it would very much have seemed as if I disappeared. I would not appear again walking out of the shadows - not in time anyway. Across the road I stepped to their door in the silence and slid my key into Nora's lock. Again a smile from me. How symbolic. My illicit key entering Nora's lock as no doubt Tim's legitimate key had done many times before: hopefully I would soon be following Tim's erection in much the same way into Nora's sex!

So quiet. Just me and silence.

"Hello, anyone home?"

Pointless. No one could answer but silence can get rather oppressive. I climbed the stairs.

Even before I reached the top of the flight there, before me, was a naked person, unmoving of course. Well, sex or no sex in prospect, Nora and Tim were no doubt getting ready for bed and certainly Tim was well on the way! I recalled I had met him in the park but not like this. I reached and shook his willie. It was much closer and easier to reach than his hand! Much more appropriate, really, given what I had come to do with Nora!

"Hello Tim. How are you?" Up and down I shook. "How is Nora? Ready for fun and games I hope. We do need to get you nice and firm as I want your wife really warmed up - wet and liquid you know - before I set to."

Ever so gently with my finger tips I pulled back his foreskin and left his completely flaccid penis standing, pointing up at the ceiling in the fully erect position. It would just fall down again as soon as time restarted but the hint was there! Discernible trace? Not really -- though the movement might cause him to look down in surprise.

Unusually for a man, he was completely shaven 'down there,' just like his wife. It must be something they rather liked together; perhaps they gained a greater intimate contact that way, when pushed together you know.

Nora was feeding Sammy; bare to the waist, she was cuddling the baby and it was fully plugged on! A nice little maternal scene. I hoped to be doing the same later --no, not with the baby! But first the little domestic tableau needed to move on in time and I needed to hide. I chose to hide in the bedroom and watch Nora.

Perhaps rather than Time Stop Man or Temporal Man of Power I should have chosen the name 'Wonder Wardrobe Man' or even 'Wonder Wardrobe Wanker!' A big 'WWW' emblazoned across my chest. I did seem to find myself in an awful lot of wardrobes. Or, perhaps, 'Covert Closet Contemplator.'

With time running, Nora carried on feeding and outside the bedroom I could hear a bath being run. A normal domestic scene was proceeding. I would have to wait.

It was some little time in the wardrobe before Nora stood and put a now sleeping Sammy down in its basket. Nice, very nice, to see the now unburdened Nora moving. Her long unbound dark hair cascading down her shoulders and her substantial breasts wobbling a little as she moved doing a bit of tidying up. Did I like the way they hung and elongated when she leant forward? Did I! As I said, bare breasted and particularly feminine in her long, ankle length, flowing green cotton skirt Nora was quite the girl for me.

It would be a nuisance if she wanted to put something in or take something out of the wardrobe. I would be disturbed in my contemplation and have to move. Not a real problem -- just a possible nuisance.

A sound, and through the crack of the wardrobe door Tim hove into view. He had evidently had his bath and had a small orange towel around his waist.

"Hallo man, Sammy's gone to sleep." Nora's arms went up and around Tim's neck and she pulled him to her to be kissed.

Orange and green do go well together. Nora's dress and Tim's towel merging as they embraced; Nora's breasts squashed against Tim's naked chest. It was not a short kiss.

I was not surprised to see when Nora stepped back that Tim had reacted in that manly way men have; it was clear to my eyes that his towel was 'tenting' at the front; and Nora did not miss that either.

"What is this?" Her fingers closed over the raised piece of towelling with a little plucking movement. "May I have a look?"

Yes, please! I thought. I really liked the idea of an aroused woman unveiling a man's erection. My hand reached for my zipper. Erections should be exposed!

It got better: Nora did not simply undo the towel but knelt down; her long green skirt flowing around her on the floor; wonderfully she was getting down face to face with the prospective revelation - and I was pretty sure I knew what that would mean!

Nora's hands reached and undid the towel and let it go. The orange towel unwound itself and slid to the floor exposing Tim almost as I had left him on the landing, his penis raised up in the air and with his knob uncovered but there was an important difference - he was now most definitely engorged.

"Well, well, well what a nice surprise - is this for me?"

Actually so was the other erection in the room: the one sticking out of my fly!

Nora reached and stroked as she stared at the thing right in front of her eyes.

"Sooo big."

Not that big actually but nothing to complain about. I am a judge of these things. I have seen them before!

"May I suck?"

Her lips moved in closer as they opened. Nora was not hurrying - it was sort of in slow motion. Fantastic to watch. I was really being treated! A little running of her tongue over her lips as she got closer. Nora looked so lovely like that, on her knees with her skirt spread and so delightfully bare breasted with her big dark nipples all standing and pointing. They looked so suckable and so, actually, did Tim's cock. I could really see why she wanted that in her mouth - big smooth and rounded, something really substantial. If I stopped time I could suck both Nora's nipples and Tim's cock.

I had never got around to sucking Carson's, though I had come quite close to it. Alas, the opportunity had gone and the more alas I was not going to have the opportunity of joining Cindy and Carson in their bed. I was not again going to have the opportunity of joining with Cindy. How I had enjoyed the companionable fucking of Cindy; Carson unknowing that he had help until that last stupid act of mine. How I missed them both as friends and 'playmates.' How nice if all that stupidity had not happened and I could as easily move from Nora and Tim's back to my own house and just nip next door for a little play before bed, completely without their knowledge. Perhaps even find the opportunity to fuck Cindy whilst sucking on Carson. That might be rather nice! But the opportunity was lost and, as Nora's lips closed around Tim's knob, so too was the immediate opportunity of playing with his penis. It was now in use!

Lovely to watch Nora's gentle sucking on her husband's cock. Such a so right tableau - standing erect man with kneeling sucking woman and, I have to say, the half nakedness of Nora and the complete nakedness of Tim added to the effect. Have I mentioned how good she looked bare breasted and half naked? It all looked just so enjoyable for Tim and, naturally, I wanted to try too: not, unfortunately, with a moving mouth but at least if I timed it right I could feel the warmth and witness.

Ah, the precision of a master time stopper. Nora drew back and just as the penis left her mouth, saliva still joining lips and penis I froze time.

Suddenly the tranquillity of the little intimate tableau was disturbed by the appearance of a second man, a fully dressed man with exposed and upwards pointing erection. A man who was, very clearly, taking the greatest interest in the scene.

So nice to be able to come up close, really close and look and examine. Nora's pretty lips more than parted, indeed rounded and open; a wonderful liquidity within as if the prospect and reality had literally been 'mouth watering' to her; like the prospect of a good meal. Her glands had certainly produced plentiful saliva. Nice for Tim to feel all that slopping wetness. Was it perhaps a sympathetic reaction to a growing wetness down below? I felt and was surprised to find Nora already knickerless beneath her skirt.

Knickerless - such a nice thing for blokes to imagine: the pretty girl in the office naked - going 'commando' as it is put - beneath her long or, indeed, short skirt. Perhaps, whilst following the pretty girl up the stairs, the blokes imagining catching just such a glimpse. The young girl completely unaware, perhaps, that her work colleagues are even following, still less of the thoughts and strong erections feet behind her!

A lovely wetness between Nora's open thighs promising interesting activity. I had wondered, watching the oral work from the wardrobe, whether that was all there would be. Perhaps Nora was not yet ready for sexual intercourse, following Sammy's, arrival but more than happy to be orally pleasuring her husband and consuming his semen. If not at the prospect of intercourse, then perhaps, Nora's watering mouth had been at the thought of what she would induce her husband's penis to do.

What an ideal wife! One who salivates at the prospect of a man coming in her mouth! Always happy to 'blow' even if not wishing to fuck; indeed positively demanding it! Insisting on her 'breakfast,' perhaps taking a little snack as you drive up the motorway or insist on her 'reward' on reaching the peak of Great Gable. No disappointment for the husband that it is that 'time of the month' again.

It was certainly lucky Tim there on the bed with his ever so wet erection fresh from Nora's mouth!

So it did look like intercourse would happen though, actually, I would have been more than happy if Nora had drawn the 'sap' up Tim's penis leaving him to go to bed satisfied and her to read her book peacefully in her bath. More than happy because she would have got a particularly generous 'mouthful' - I would have followed Tim into Nora's liquid mouth and added my contribution.

I did not have to move Tim or Nora at all. There was no need for heads to be moved into position or bodies moved out of the way. No need forthe inevitable slight inaccuracy in returning them to position giving, no doubt, a funny feeling when time restarted of the world 'jumping' a bit. No, there would be not a hint - no discernible trace indeed - of my action; all I needed to do was slip past Tim and nose my knob between Nora's lips.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmm - a deep sigh from me. So warm, so liquid, so delightful! A shame Nora was not going to slide her lips up and down my shaft, slide her tongue gently over and around my knob and perhaps tickle my fraenum and even suck. No, with time stopped that could not happen - and she was hardly going to mistake me for Tim, not with him right next to me. Indeed so close that his knob was sliding against my shaft as I moved in and out of Nora's mouth - gossamer softness only just felt, No, Nora was not going to stimulate: it was me who had to do the moving, but it was just so easy and so pleasurable. And something to, most certainly, prolong.

Pulling back I went downstairs to undress. As you know I always feel more comfortable pursuing my exploits naked. So much more pleasurable to have my skin exposed to the time stop people I interact with even if it is just the feel of their clothes against my skin; so much easier to be 'ready for action' and, I think, I rather like the idea of being exposed to them even if they cannot see me.

Back up the stairs I came and into Nora and Tim's bedroom - my erection bounding. Of course they had not moved. The only change from when I had stopped time was the broken thread of saliva, broken as I slipped into Nora's mouth.

"You going to have another go?" I asked Tim giving his erection a friendly tap and rub with my knob.

No answer.

"Would you mind if..."

It would have been pointless waiting for an answer. Of course he would have minded - big time! But he was not going to know. He was going to know nothing - not even the merest discernible trace! Once again I slipped between Nora's lips. Bliss! And, yes, it really was better doing it whilst naked. Just as wonderfully wet and warm as before but it was not just the feeling of her mouth, there was the visual delight of seeing my erection entire, juxtaposed with Nora; feeling my balls swinging unrestrained; feeling rather as one with the naked couple as if this was a consensual threesome.

So pleasant to be fellated by Nora even if it was me doing the moving; being able to take my penis out and push it in again; move it in and out and just seeing her lips around it. Wow!

And did I want to come? Did I! That terrific desire you get to unload - even though you know it is being stupid because seconds later the fun will be over, the enjoyment will have ended. Far better to keep erect and excited and enjoy the lovely feelings for as long as you can. Moreover the desire was very strong - I really wanted to come in Nora's mouth.

It took some will power I can tell you. I almost broke my Second Law before I had even started but, panting hard, I stepped back; I was just so close; gritting my teeth I willed it not to happen. Almost, almost the pumps had been engaged. My so firm erection quivered but did not spurt. I had been so close to fountaining, so close to spurting my white stuff, so close to splashing it onto Nora's face or perhaps Tim's erection or if I had stepped back further his naked buttocks - "Whoops, sorry mate."

I retreated to the embrace of Nora's dresses within the wardrobe; pulling the door almost shut behind me and making very sure I did not catch my erection in the door. Firstly because it might have hurt and secondly because I did not want Nora to notice there was an erection sticking out of her wardrobe. It might have caused a bit of an upset...

What I really wanted then was for Tim to come; for Nora to suck him over the edge. I just so wanted, out of time, to step forward, pull his ejaculated or ejaculating cock from Nora's mouth and sink my own in its place, my knob no doubt pushing into the extra smooth, hot, slipperiness of his own semen before, very quickly, adding my own to the mix. It becoming, for Nora's delectation and like most Scotch whisky, a blend rather than a single malt.

But it seemed that was not the plan. Tim's hand reached and he drew his wife upwards from her knees and they kissed. A pleasing tableau still. Naked man with erection kissing part clothed pretty girl. The long flowing green skirt somehow adding to the eroticism. Worthy of a photograph or two but so difficult to poke a lens out of the crack of a wardrobe door without it being noticed. It is not, of course, as I have written many times before, possible to take photographs when time is stopped. Cameras do not work out of time, so it was not possible simply to stop time and come out, even if I had a camera with me, and shoot pictures from several angles.

Tim's hand moved to a breast and fondled and then his head moved down and he sucked on a nipple.

Ah, ha! Interesting! Tim, unlike my sometime friend, Carson, liked his wife's milk.

There was more than just a little suck in prospect. More indeed. Tim was encouraging Nora onto the bed.

Nora smoothed down her skirt and Tim got properly into position, latching onto her right nipple and was so obviously simply feeding. His eyes closed and his cheeks moving. Again, a wonderful photograph. Nora propped up a little on the pillows, her dark hair cascading over their whiteness, one breast visible whilst against the other not a baby but a grown man having his hair gently stroked as he sucked on the nipple. The undoubted erotic quality considerable added to by the man's visible and, indeed, prominent erection. A very sexually charged scene. What a photograph! What a photograph - an erotic photograph indeed but what it would not have shown was the way Tim's erection twitched as he sucked.

Could the scene get any better? Well, actually, yes!

Nora's hand came down and held her husband's penis and gently worked it as he sucked on her. What a scene... and a scene I wanted to be part of.

Time stopped and I tumbled out of the wardrobe. Seconds later (well, no time at all really!) I was on the bed, the other side of Nora, and moving in to suck the other free breast but before I did I moved her other, and free, hand onto my own erection. A firm and lovely clasp. And then my lips sought the big nipple and sucked. Mmmm!

I wonder if someone, or rather some people have ever done what I so wished could have happened? Me there by invitation, not by intrusion, and with time actually flowing. Imagine a young mother breast-feeding two naked young men at the same time, each with lips clamped to a breast, whilst she gently played with their erect penises; her fingers steadily moving their foreskins as, with eyes closed, they drank her milk, and, after a time, out from the two penises issued their own milk, the girl smiling as she watched the steady, twin spurts of white semen.

Had Nora actually been manipulating me then, as I sucked on her breast, I would have come. No question of that! I was so turned on by the whole scene. Having her time frozen hand merely holding me was lovely - but not enough to set me off.

Back in the wardrobe, pleased at having shared in the milking of Nora, I watched developments. More kissing and then the green skirt was tucked up. Surely Nora would go and have her bath first and then come back to bed having given Tim a little time to cool off? But no, her legs parted. As I watched she was making herself available - to more men that she realised! But Tim was the first to accept the invitation, rolling over onto her and just sliding in. Nora's legs came up and she crossed ankles over Tim's back as he began to push against her. A pleasant little scene of copulation made the better I thought by the flowing green skirt.

Tim's bottom rose and fell as he pushed at the girl, up and down, up and down. Probably, given they were kissing, if I had been completely quiet I could have crept from the wardrobe and come even closer to watch and not been noticed. But that was not the sort of risk the new TSM bound by his new iron laws could do. Instead I watched and waited my turn.

It was obvious, if Tim kept working Nora like that, what was going to happen. Not a gasp from Tim but the sudden speeding and hard thrusts gave the game away - Tim was inseminating his wife! Of course I could have frozen time just then, pulled him off half way through his ejaculation; joined with Nora; made my own ejaculation and then put Tim back in to finish the job. Nora sort of experiencing two erections inside her vagina at once - well almost! I could have interrupted Tim but, really, it was just so much bother moving a heavy man around. Much easier to await the natural separation and then just move in, Perhaps the most I might have to do was re open thighs. It really mattered not - I would be undetected either way!

In fact I did not even have to open thighs. Tim rolled off and I paused time with Nora's thighs so wonderfully splayed and open, her sex most delightfully framed by her green skirt - looking just so inviting to an aroused and already naked man. All movement stopped and I stepped forth from the wardrobe proudly erect: I would not be re-entering the wardrobe like that: but would certainly be entering Nora like that!
Pleasant to just pause and savour the moment; just so nice to be all 'worked up' and have a pretty girl like Nora 'prepared' for me, indeed perfectly presented! Just to stand there and stare, savour the moment and the feeling of being iron hard and able to do something very nice about it.

Nora looked fantastic. Fantastic and fucked! There was no mistaking the look - her pudenda engorged and a little creamy. It positively glistened with wetness and just drew my eyes to it. Nonetheless I still thought the framing of the green skirt most pleasing!

Up on the bed I manoeuvred between her legs and rubbed myself up and down her little compact sex. Unlike my visit to her a few days earlier it was all just so slippery on my knob and with absolutely no resistance to me just sliding in. Lovely! Beneath me a near naked girl, beside me a naked time frozen man still erect, still showing what he had just been doing and oblivious to the cuckoo who had crept in and was bouncing his 'eggs' against his wife,

Lovely, lovely slow fucking. As always, I did not need to hurry towards my third insemination of Nora but, of course, I did eventually come adding my contribution to Tim's work. Some pretty energetic thrusts I can tell you at the moments of release; really getting my stuff far up the girl!

A short rest and then back in the wardrobe. Despite the old JT hanging limp I was not minded to call it an evening and head home. I was interested to see whether Tim would roll over and drop into a post coital sleep and Cindy head off for her, as yet, untaken bath or whether something more might happen.

So nice to hear Nora go 'Oooh' as she reached the door and turn, bare breasted and with her long green skirt almost touching the floor.

"Oooh, dear, you have been a busy boy!"

"Huh?"

"I can feel you running all down my thighs."

Within the wardrobe I smiled. Well, not just Tim actually, if the truth be known...

"There'd better be more where that came from when I come back from my bath... or they'll be trouble."

Tim did not go to sleep but pottered about the bedroom. He even reached to open the wardrobe door which necessitated some time stopping and movement on my part. So I went and had a look at Nora lying in her bath and reading. A look at her and a bit of a feel actually. Soft and hot wet skin, all a bit slippery. Rather nice. Not enough to make me rise. Hardly possible yet!

Back in my hiding place in the wardrobe, with Tim now lying on the bed, I awaited developments. A very pink and perhaps a little damp Nora appeared at the bedroom door. This time completely naked but with one thigh advanced coyly a little ahead of the other but nonetheless her hairless slit visible: she did look rather seductive.

"Hallo, big boy, you know what I want!"

Fuck me! Tim was actually erecting. It could not be fifteen minutes since he had come and already he was pumping up. Inside the wardrobe I shook my head in disbelief. I could not do that - was not doing that!

And what did Nora want? No doubt a good fucking but first it became clear pretty quickly that she wanted a good tonguing. So nice seeing her moving with an exaggerated roll to her hips over to the bed; lie herself down and reach up with her hands to grasp the headboard and then completely spread her legs - spread-eagled indeed! Naked, open and stretched out. Tim, his erection firm and bouncing, moved into position with his head between her thighs.

Of course I could not really see what Tim was doing but I could clearly see Nora's face as Tim worked her. The gasps of pleasure, the grimaces, the eyes going tight shut and the mouth opening and closing with the tongue sometimes pushing out. Her gripping the headboard. Was she imagining herself tied and helpless as she was stimulated? It would have been fun to have worked in concert with Tim on a really tied up Nora! Finishing of course with a shared fuck - a few strokes for Tim, a few strokes for me and then swopping again as Nora writhed at the sensory onslaught.

As it was, I could actually have done nothing to help with the fucking. Tim seemingly was fully capable - I could see it hanging there - but I was most certainly not. Nothing of the sort. TSM was all limp! Something needed to be done and that needed to be one of my mid coital recharging walks. Should I dress or go out as I was?

It was a warm night and I stepped out of Nora's front door stark naked but for a pair of trainers. Walking along the pavement I recalled that very first day of my time stopping when I had stepped out of my front door into a time frozen world and how strange it had all been to me. It was still strange, but a world I knew and was comfortable with, A world when only I existed between one second and the next. A splinter of time which could go on for as long as I liked.

Ahead of me I could see the lights of a public house. It was near closing time and would probably be full and loud with the raised voices of customers and perhaps even the juke box blaring - but not for me. All would be quiet. In time, if I was to walk in naked there probably would be a sudden stunned silence but out of time silence was guaranteed.

The pub was busy enough. I walked up to the bar and ordered a glass of beer and luckily for me the bar maid was already pouring a round so I just took a glass.

"Thanks," I said and looked around for somewhere to sit. There seemed to be a free chair at a table with three girls sitting and chatting. Actually there were a couple of other spare chairs but, frankly, I preferred to sit with the girls.

"May I?" I took their silence as affirmative.

"Pleasantly restorative after a fuck," I said as I took a sip of my beer, "Or at least it needs to be. I've got to go and do it all over again. Same girl too!" I sat there imagining a rather ridiculous girl chatter:

"It is so difficult for you men isn't it?"

"Isn't it just. I mean all we women have to do is lie back and enjoy it whereas the men have to push all that blood into their penises and then do all that pushing and pulling."

"Oooh, I love a good erection."

"So do I. Big and stiff. Makes me go wet just thinking about it."

"I think it's wonderful to watch an erection happening. The little willie lying there and then it stirs and starts to swing round and then it just pumps up.

"Up and up!

"Bigger and bigger!"

"Love the way the foreskin retracts."

"Oooh yes! Makes me shiver just to think of it. A penis undressing itself to fuck. So sexy."

"Or to suck?" I interjected.

A chorus of yesses!

"I just so like having one in my mouth; so big and smooth and rounded."

"A great big nipple?" I ventured.

"Man milk!" In unison.

"So lovely to take but then down the thing goes. Poor little erection. No use then for a fuck"

"We need men not a man in the bedroom!"

"It is difficult for men. So important to get it up. We should help this nice young man get erect so he can walk proudly out of the pub and go and fuck the girl."

"He has got a nice willie hasn't he?"

"I bet it gets really big."

"I wouldn't half mind sucking that."

"Nor me.

"Why don't you come with us instead. Different girl - different girls!

An amusing little conversation to imagine. Hardly likely and what would everyone else said about a naked man in the pub. Perhaps in a very English way everyone else would have just ignored me and pretended I was not there! It would have been interesting and amusing to see the reaction of everyone if I had undressed the girls out of time and the pub suddenly finding a whole table of nudity. The girls so shocked and not knowing what had happened or who I was; the pub in uproar perhaps at the sight and only me sitting there calmly as if everything was normal. Not, though, the sort of thing I could now do with the Three Laws. Subtlety and discreetness the order of the day. Even if I had wanted to play some trick on the girls in time I simply could not. I had left Nora's front door ajar and my clothes and, importantly, keys to her house and mine left hidden inside. It would not be good for Tim to come down and close the door and leave me rather stranded. A spare key was no longer with my neighbours. Cindy and Carson had gone.

Despite the pleasing proximity of the young girls I sat for quite a time reading a borrowed newspaper. Finally finishing it, I returned it to its owner and placed my now empty glass behind the bar to be washed. On the bar a missing pint. Would anyone notice it suddenly seeming to disappear or would the bar maid simply be puzzled to find she had not pulled enough pints? It did not really offend the Second Law. I would not be there, from everyone's perspective I had never been there, the disappearance did not really leave any discernible trace leading to me. I would, of course, have to return and pay for it. I had never used by ability for stealing. Crikey - what sort of person do you think I am?

"Well girls, shall we see if we can get it up now?"

The idea of these three girls attentively trying that was actually rather exciting. Perhaps not so much in a public house with everyone watching but more privately. Instead going back to one of their homes with them and the girls not only making coffee but, still dressed, using their hands to erect me. Rather a nice idea chatting away with three pretty girls, drinking coffee whilst naked and, importantly erect. The girls so evidently enjoying my nakedness and visible arousal. The occasional use of fingertips to maintain my firmness or, better, trying verbally to ensure I stayed hard. Each trying to outdo each other in what they were prepared to do, revealing fantasies and experience. Perhaps being shown around the flat but only me naked. My proud erection going before me.

Of course in my fantasy they would all be naked later on, perhaps lined up on the settee with bottoms sticking out and me working to and fro down the row! But the thought of them taking me home and erecting me had been quite enough, It was hardly necessary for me to delve into their blouses and inspect their breasts but leaning across and with my penis pleasingly erect I did do just that. A pleasant variation in shape and sizes!

"Thank you girls," I said loudly so everyone could hear, "thank you for erecting me. Thank you for the grope. Very kind." I turned so the whole pub could see how well they had done. A display and a half - had of course everyone not been frozen in time. A strange feeling pushing through the pub door and out into the street sporting my erection!

Of course it did not hold up all the way back to Nora's. A shame erections are not so easily sustained. It does feel so manly... perhaps because it is!

Nora and Tim were exactly as I had left them - of course. Nora spread-eagled on the bed, Tim on his knees with his head right down between her thighs. It was an unusual view of Tim and not one he, no doubt, intended others to have. His upstanding bottom spread and with his arse hole so exposed, beneath it his testes hanging and forward of that his remarkably firm erection. Had I been 'into' bottoms then I could have lubed his up nicely and worked my way in right until our balls touched. Crumbs, he wouldn't half have got a shock had I restarted time! But there were two reasons that was not going to happen. Firstly I was not 'into' male bottoms either in theory or practice and, more importantly, it would break my Second Law! Perhaps if one day I caught Tim doing that to Nora I would share in doing that - not, you appreciate, do I mean by that, spearing Tim as he speared Nora! More a sharing in Nora's bottom.

I retreated into the wardrobe to watch developments.

Tim did not hurry at all. Nora received all the oral attention she could possibly want. So lovely to watch her squirm, see the delighted expressions her face made, but not once even as she shuddered in evident orgasm did her hands leave holding onto the headboard. I rather thought there might have been tying up games in the past which promised well in the future - for me. Perhaps, just perhaps if Tim left Nora for just a little while bound, exposed and importantly even blindfolded I could fuck her in real time. It was just the sort of thing I had done in the past but with rather less concern. I would now have to be so sure Tim really was out of the way downstairs; that I had enough time to effect both entry and departure without Nora suspecting I was not Tim; that there was no chance she would hear Tim returning whilst I was at work and think there was an intruder in the house, yet I would have to be all ears for Tim returning!

But it might all happen just perfectly. Tim might say he was going to leave her tied up and gagged for a bit and not only carefully insert a vibrator into the bound Nora but place ear muffs over her ears leaving her in almost total sensory deprivation. Blindfolded, gagged and unable to hear; the only taste the cotton handkerchief in her mouth but her sense of touch almost on overload from the buzzing vibrator until, of course, having checked Tim was reading a newspaper or something downstairs, I increased the overload with the vibrator being extracted and the real thing inserted. Perhaps she might struggle against me play acting the idea of Tim being an unwelcome ravisher - without any realisation that I was indeed just that!

Perhaps even I could risk coming! Given Tim's evidently remarkably short refraction period she might not be surprised when, a few minutes later, he pushed in all erect 'again.' Perhaps so used to his, no doubt, so welcome ability, Nora might well not even comment upon it later. Was that risk compatible with the Second Law? Would the risk be sufficiently low to permit me to treat actually fucking Nora in time. indeed actually coming in Nora in real time, as 'leaving no discernible trace' of my actions or 'causing anyone else to suspect' my abilities? Would the risk of upsetting the couple be similarly too low to offend the First Law, the one about not upsetting people? If so I would be permitted under the Third Law to enjoy Nora 'to the full!'

Well, that was speculation and a possible future imaginary scenario based on numerous assumptions. The reality was I was pleasantly enjoying playing the Peeping Tom with the certainty of further out of time sex of one type or another.

A swopping over of the participants. This time Tom lying down and clasping the headboard with Nora now leaning forward to orally pleasure her husband. Such a nice, 'Mmmm,' from her as she sucked him in. It is so nice when the girls appreciate the real pleasure there must be in cock sucking. I mean, I'm not a girl but... Of course there is the pleasure of soft female breasts, to gaze upon, fondle, jiggle and nibble - they are quite something - but, surely, so too must be the pleasure to be had from the manly appendage. Wonderful just soft, I would have thought, but when it erects... Such a big thing to get your lips around. Yet, some girls will just not suck let alone accept the semen and swallow. It is a funny old world.

And just so wonderful for me, Nora leaning forward and displaying all her intimate charms. Her bottom, her so much more rounded bottom, up in the air just as Tim's had been. Dare I stop time and come forward and kneel with my knees either side of the prone Tim's feet and enter? Nora would feel the dilation afterwards when time restarted but surely she would just think that sexual excitement. Perhaps a new feeling, a sudden dilation, but most certainly she would not put it down to a naked time stopper having come out of her wardrobe and fucked her leaving her vagina moulding the shape of his penis. Hardly! Naked time stoppers are not the thing which comes to mind when unusual things happen!

I dared. Nora frozen as she leant forward, her mouth almost wholly absorbing her husband's cock leaving her bottom so up in the air, her shaven pudenda so exposed for me. I was up on the bed with my hands on her hips in no time, held myself and just pushed and slipped in. Within a trice Nora had one erection inserted at each end. What could really have been better for her? The so pleasant feel of a fine man pushing away steadily at her as she sucked and slurped on another man's erection. Alas, for her, she had no idea another man was fucking her; would be completely unaware - and of course that was how it would remain!

A pleasant time for me holding those hips and rocking to and fro, sliding really easily inside Nora as I worked myself up. So moist, so really wet, so slippery and liquid - Tim had really got her to peak condition. Would she really notice if I let myself go and added to the liquidity? Perhaps not if I released as far into her as I could go. So tempting as I rocked to and fro - and so easy to go that little bit too far and do!

But I had the necessary iron will and self restraint to put off instant gratification for the longer pleasure. I pulled out: not to ejaculate over Nora's bottom - nice thought that would have been - but to move backwards and into the wardrobe once more to watch what happened next. Certainly the possibility was she would simply take Tim orally but I rather hoped for some more fucking to watchBefore I restarted time I could see the couple in exactly the same place as when I had stepped from the wardrobe: the difference being the shape of Nora's vagina. It had been obvious before but now it was somewhat of a gaping orifice; a dark and wet tunnel leading into her body; by no means perfectly round but tri-lobed a little like the pattern of a three leafed clover! The Corpus Spongiosum giving the shape; perhaps particularly noticeable with my own penis. An inviting tunnel certainly and one so exactly fitting me - like a glove!

With time reflowing I watched the tunnel contract accompanied by a delightful wiggle of the hips; almost sufficient to have me out of the wardrobe and finishing the job!

"Fuck me, big boy!" Or something like that. Her mouth was a little full as she spoke.

Nora's hand reached and she held the erection as she moved her knees up her husband's body until, straddling him, she impaled herself; pushing Tim's erection up where I had so recently been. Up and down she rode; repeating the movement I had been making; riding the 'cow poke' in cowgirl fashion.

Slightly surprising they had engaged in coitus not that many minutes before. It had seemed like a normal thing to them. Perhaps long experience had taught her to 'milk' her husband early on, almost in foreplay, in order to get a more sustained fuck later because certainly Tim held off well. Better than I could have done but there again he had had a far shorter time since ejaculation than I had had - he had not nipped out to the pub for a 'swift half' (OK, I had had a pint!).

It was a long fuck but it reached its conclusion - or conclusions!

"Oh yes, oh yes, oh YES!" From Nora and she was off. But even that did not set Tim off. Nora kept riding as her evident orgasm washed over her and away. "Come on, big boy, you come and fill me now!"

From my vantage point I could actually see his scrotum tighten - I really could. He was about to come and if I timed it right then...

A sudden cessation of movement and once more a naked and erect man stepped from the wardrobe.

I had not touched my penis but the excitement of watching had kept it hard.

I had caught Tim, or rather Nora, so on the outstroke. It had been her doing the work; not Tim. Nora had been bouncing up and down on his pole for some minutes; had been using his full length; no doubt so enjoying the long slide but she was risking disconnection. I mean, it does happen, doesn't it? You are merrily fucking away, the two of you going like a piston in its housing, when you or she pulls a little too far and the 'piston' is unseated and suddenly forced against soft but unyielding flesh or at, or even 'in,' the wrong hole resulting in a terrific squeak from the girl! Tim, now primed, and about to cum would suddenly, if he slipped out, feel the loss of the lovely warm wet sheath, a loss of stimulation at just the wrong moment as he spurted white stuff all over the place.
It would only take the curl of my little finger I thought to pull his penis away from Nora's hole and leave it poking further down or even higher at her other hole. Could I perhaps lube that up, even exercise it a bit myself and place him a little in so when time restarted down she would thrust and up he would go? Massive amusement for me, particularly, if they had never done that before! Perhaps Nora leaping from the bed clutching her bottom but it already having been too late. Despite still spurting on the bed Tim's stuff would be dripping from her bottom hole. Perhaps with mine already having been placed there as well as part of my preparation for the prank!

An idea for another time - perhaps. I wished to come inside Nora in the proper place. Moreover I wanted to come there before Tim this time. Turn and turn about you know. It would be easy enough for me to reach and extract Tim's penis and leave the way open for me. But rather more fun to do that a different way. Had Tim been fully lodged inside there would have been no other way. A nice idea, of course, to imagine pushing really hard and finding myself sliding into Nora alongside Tim. Two cocks in one vagina at the same time. She was certainly very slippery and very worked up but the organ despite its stretchiness isn't normally that stretchy! But with Tim only just in I thought if I approached from above I might be able to dislodge him just with the pressure of my penis pushing.

I would like to have held a mirror or had a cine camera and caught the scene. Imagine the film presented in the porn cinema on the big screen. A barely lodged but very firm erection clearly in a girl's vagina, everything looking just so wet, when, from above, a second erection comes into view - a particularly fine and well shaped erection with a prominent Corpus Spongiosum. Perhaps it is leaking a little. Perhaps gasps from the audience as a little semen seeps out of its slit - a little pre-ejaculate. It is all there to see on the screen, an erection projected so it is some six feet across!

The second erection moves in closer and closer. Surely they are not going to touch? Contact! The swollen head of the second pushing at the first, sliding up the shaft and then more accurately pushing at the entrance to the girl. Surely the second won't fit alongside the first? There is tension in the cinema as the audience leans forward spell bound. The second erection moves back a little leaving a little thread of semen joining the two wet erections and then the second comes forward with force to strike the first right at the join with the girl. Success! The first is dislodged and swings away as the second slides in; sliding all the way until the balls are up against the girl. Defeat for the first erection; there is no room for it now; the contest is over!

It was rather like that though I only felt not saw! I dislodged Tim's erection with my own and, once again, slipped right up into Nora. So warm, so slippery, so wet and so fucking delightful. Bang, bang, bang. There would be no withdrawal this time - I was coming before Tim - and for the second time that evening I spurted my stuff into Nora. Wonderful!

Only when limp and no longer filling the place did I withdraw; a backward flex of my buttocks and out I fell right onto Tim's erection. It had been there all the time; I had felt my balls sliding along it as I had fucked Nora. We had all been very intimate together!

Carefully I lifted Tim's erection to put it back inside Nora so the rigorous intercourse could continue when time restarted. Just like Nora, it was warm, slippery and so wet with her. Leaving it removed might constitute a discernible trace of my actions! In any case, there seemed no need at all to spoil Tim's orgasm. After all it had been very nice for the couple to let me share in their fun - completely undetected! I was amused to see how well I had actually caught the moment to stop time. Looking at the very end of his wet knob, before replacing it, I could see the urethral opening stretched and full of white - it was not just a primed erection, not just one ready to fire but one in the process of ejaculation. Carefully I placed it in Nora to complete what it had started.

There was no need for me to stay longer; no need for me to tarry further in their wardrobe. It was time to collect my things and go.

Once again I slipped out of Nora's front door - just moments after slipping out of Nora! It had been a most pleasant little evening with Nora and Tim. A most successful escapade. I had really enjoyed that. And so, very clearly, had they: they just did not realise there was a third party present. A visiting cuckoo in their nest. I smiled. Things were looking up again for me. I turned and looked back at their house. As Mr Schwarzenegger said - I'll be back!