A Little Recon and R&R, Just What He Wanted

John was overjoyed. He had the powers for only a precious few minutes of real time and already was having a ball! And this was no time to rush things, John smiled to himself, then laughed, it never would be again. John stopped time again, capturing a wonderfully pouty expression on the face of the megacunt, as well as the telltale hint of quiet resignation and humiliated acceptance on the face of her husband. An expression that revealed the nature of their relationship in one moment, and which a lifetime of study corroborated.

I first stopped my own biological clock all the way, for the time being, and then used my new found powers to flash back a few months by reversing the world's clock rapidly. I set my own physical clock to the rapid pace at which events unfurled so I would be able to follow them and confirm my suspicions. After all, if I was going to do what I had in mind, I at least wanted to make sure she deserved it. Scenes flashed, a happy man with a successful business of low income properties, a woman at a charity dinner, courtship, money, lots of money, marriage, travel, lots of it, places he didn't like. One particular instant that flashes out is a nude beach, the pudgy wimp **** to watch strong native hands drift all over her firm body. Bank statements, minor arguments, credit card bills, major arguments. No wonder the guy had been **** for 50 bucks from an old lady, his bitch of a trophy wife had drained him and dragged him here against his will, berating and nagging him for him months.

As John arrived back in the stopped present he was breathing hard and all his muscles were alight. Not painful, yet, but as if he had been running on a treadmill for a few minutes. The Gods smiled, selecting John had obviously been a wise choice, he was already using his powers to new limits, and doing so with a decent mix of boldness and care. Catching his breath as he increased his own physical time to give himself super speed in the still paused world, he easily found himself in front of an amusement park. The six mile run in 2 seconds having been so much easier than flashing in and out of time that he actually now felt more rested.

It was Funland that John had often frequented as a kid, and a teen, and even now as a young man. A decent place to get lost in the maze of crowds and your own thoughts, and to catch a few good looking girls at the same time. It was so stereotypical it had survived for nearly a century under the same family ownership. John thought about what to do, how to best put his powers to use. Should he leave the couple be or return, and how? John knew he had to do something, he wasn't through was that cunt yet, he thought, even as he ate pilfered ice-cream from the concession stand and looked under the skirts of good looking women, making a game of guessing what color undies they would be wearing.