Mind control plus time control?

"Time control...or mind control...I want both...is there a way I could get both?" Michael mumbled to himself as he scrolled and clicked around the email. Nothing happened though and he just frowned. He clicked both the mind control and time control icons within the email. Nothing happened for a beat but then his monitor shut off and his computer rebooted. "What..." Michael remarked as he threw his hands up in frustration and then leaned back in his seat. "Did I have stuff I was working on?" he asked himself as the clicked around with mouse as the computer restarted. It soon booted back up into this email just as if it had not re-started in the first place.

The original ad was gone. But he had a new email with the subject line 'Chooser'. He clicked on the email. It read, 'an error has occurred chooser selects time control mind control'. As soon as he reads the email it deletes. "What?" Michael frowns and shakes his head. Just as he is about to search his email for the ad or that email again there is a knock his door. "Come on down!" he announces before his door opens.

"Michael," Angela said as she steps into his office closing the door behind her. "We need the sales team's expense reports for the month," she said. "Its late again and corporate is getting on us since we have not been filing on time.

"Alright, alright, I'll let them know..." Michael nodded though his focus still on his screen.

"Michael this is serious. I don't like having to tell you to tell them every time. They're adults."

Michael groaned and looked over at Angela. The small blonde woman was dressed in her usual prim attire and was looking at him sternly. He winced and turned back to his monitor. "I wish you would just shut up..." he says under his breath. "Damn!" he exclaimed realizing that he had said that out loud. He glanced back at Angela expecting a tongue lashing.

Angela stood blank faced at attention. Michael looked at her puzzled. "Angela?" he asked his attention on the blonde. He didn't like her all the much but he thought she looked good when her face blank and her mouth shut.

"Yes Michael..." she replied monotoned.

"What's going on?" he asked. "Why do you look like that?"

"You told me to shut up...."

Michael thought for a moment and then it hit him. He quickly got up and rushed past Angela closing the blinds to his office. As he did this Angela just stood at attention peering straight ahead. Once the blinds were closed he turned his attention back to the blond accountant. He wanted to test if he could really control her. "Angela take off your clothes?" he ordered but isn't too sure he braces himself for the blond to go crazy on him.

Michael eyes bulges however as Angela kicks off her heels and starts to unbutton her top. Michael is hard as a rock when the blond is soon standing before him in her boring matching white bra and panties. She started to peel her panties south. "Oh my God!" Michael giggled sounding more a school girl than a grown man.

Angela stood over a pile of her clothing. She was in her birthday suit. Her breasts were small but perky and capped with pink nipples. Though she was small she had a cute little gut over her well groomed womanhood. "Oh my god..." Michael squealed in delight as his gaze wandered over Angela's naked body.

He was about to feel her up and when I thought hit him. The email mentioned both mind control and time control. "Can I stop time?" he asked looking around to see if anyone could hear him. He was alone however with just a very naked Angela. "Stop time!" he shouted.

Nothing happened but things felt quiet and still. Going up to his office door he opened it and peered out. He gasped. Everyone was frozen out in the bullpen. Kelly was actually frozen in mid-stride right outside his office. Nearby Phyllis was time-stopped as she was getting up from her seat. Jim and Dwight both suspended with phones to their ears. At the reception Pam looked at her computer. Her face carried a blank gaze. "Oh my god...oh my god!" Michael remarked bursting out of this office.

In his excitement in runs into Kelly and knocks her over. He stops shocked. Kelly falls over still holding her pose like a store-front dummy. She's in skirt and the hem rolls up when she hits the floor. Michael had a great view of her panties. "Oh..." he giggled.