your way into a job

You decide that even though you have these magic rings, you still need a day job. After all, Superman was Clark Kent when he wasn't leaping tall buildings. And you have that in common; you have always wanted to be a journalist.

You remember the editor at the New York Tribune who had turned you down for a job. At 40, Laura Bylines was the youngest editor in the newspaper's history, and she had only gotten a head start on her career there because her mother owned the publication. And yet she said you were too inexperienced.

You pause time and picture the office where Laura had shot down your dreams. Just like that, you are standing in her office. It appears she had just gotten back, and was walking to her desk. Now that you're not sitting across from her for a job interview, you pause and admire her appearance. At 6'0", she is tall and skinny, yet has sizable breasts. They looked to be 36Cs. You'd soon find out. She's wearing a white shirt, tucked into a black skirt. Her jet black hair is tightly wound in a bun.

You approach her, leaning in close to smell her perfume. There was no way you would have gotten that close to her without time frozen. You can't resist the urge, and you lick her long neck. Her expression doesn't change.

You start to disrobe Laura, taking your time to appreciate her body. Underneath her clothes, she's wearing a matching set of laced white bra and panties. You take your phone out and take some photos. This is all part of your plan. You unclasp her bra to reveal her perky breasts. Boy, they're magnificent. You take a few moments to play with them, pulling at her nipples and sucking on them. To your delight, Laura's nipples start to get hard as you play with them. You deduce that her body can still feel sensations outside of time. That's good to know.

You take her panties off, pocketing them, and sit Laura down on the couch in her office. Her pussy is mostly shaven, except for a tiny landing strip. You spread her legs wide, and use her hands to stretch her pussy open. You point her head forward and gently inch the ends of her lips upward, making it look like she was smiling. Perfect. You use your phone to take several pictures of her. It looks like she's posing for the camera for a centerfold. After dozens of pictures, you're satisfied with your work. Your cock is straining to jump out of your pants at this point, but you decide not to fuck Laura now. Not yet.

You quickly dress Laura, sans panties, and position her back the way you had found her. Then, you leave her office and find a computer in the newsroom where you hook up your phone and print out the naked pictures you had just taken. You thought about emailing them to the entire newspaper staff, but that wouldn't help you with getting a job.

You find a large brown envelope, stuff it with the pictures, and walk over to Laura's office where you had left the door closed. Then, taking a breath, you restart time and knock.