Fun with Kiran Chetry

 Using the watch, Dale easily slipped past security at the Fox News Center. He went to the ground floor studios very early in the morning before the regular morning broadcasts began. Everything was frozen and silent. He had a bit of fun removing the underwear of whom he supsected was a young, attractive female intern before putting her pant suit back on. He tucked her bra and panties into his duffle bag. The first Fox News babe he ran into was Kiran Chetry. She was wearing a mock turleneck red sweater and a knee-length, tight black skirt with dark hose. She was seated at a desk looking over some papers. Dale walked up behind her. He ran his hands through her mahogony hair. When he finished, her hair was sticking out in all directions, frozen in time. The sense of power he had over the frozen world turned him on. He put down his bag, brought over a nearby chair, stood on it, and pulled down his pants and boxers. He massaged his raging hard on with Kiran's hair. He kept this up for several minutes then when it was time for him to blow his wad, he tilted her head back and shot his load on the top of her head. When he was finished, he picked up as much of her hair as possible and rubbed it on the top of her head, mixing his cum with as much of it as possible. He then turned her around and wiped the cum remaining on the end of his cock on her lips. He got down and looked at her. Her hair was frozen, piled up on top of her head. It would be on sticky mess when time restarted. He jumped down and pulled up his pants. He then took the topical novicaine out of his duffle bag. He opened Kiran's mouth and smeared the topical anesthetic on her tongue, lips, and gums. He then put it back in his bag. He could feel the skin on the tip of his finger go numb. He closed Kiran's mouth and pushed her back to the desk just like she was. He looked around to find a hiding place for when he restarted time. He saw storage closet nearby. It was unlocked and he let himself in. He kept the door cracked. He restarted time.
  As Kiran read over the overnight news reports, she felt her hair fall down around her face and neck as if it had been lifted up and let go. She reached up and felt something sticky in her hair. At the same time, she felt her mouth going numb. She stood up and walked to the bathroom. She passed Juliet Huddy on the way. "Morning, Kiran," said Juliet.
   "Munnun," said Kiran as a small line of drool escaped her mouth.
   "You OK?" asked Juliet.
   "Muh muth," mumbled Kiran, "ehs gun num!" She wiped the drool from her lips and chin.
   "What happened to you hair?" asked Juliet, "It's all gummed up or something."
  "Ah dun nuh," said a flustered Kiran.
  Dale stopped time so he could laugh out loud. The bewildered and frightened look on Kiran's face was priceless. He wondered if he should keep tormenting Kiran or move on to Juliet. She looked hot in her white sweater, black skirt, and fish net hose.