Watch of Powers

It was an early morning at the Smith residance. The sun was just cresting the distant hills in the east and bathing the world in light. Mrs. Smith busied herself with breakfast and the kitchen. She had a big day ahead of her at the office, and was in no mood for any shinanagins this morning from her children.

Megan Smith, the Eldest daughter, fussed with her hair infront of her bedroom mirror. Brad Smith, the middle child and Irish Twin to Megan, was walking down the hall towards the kitchen. And Sadie Smith, the baby of the family, having just turned 18, was headed for the bathroom.

Upon entering the kitchen, Brad didn't hesitate to depants his mom. He walked right up behind her, grabbed a handfull of the fabric of her slacks, and gave a good hard tug and they went down to her ankles, revealing a pair of pink satin bikini briefs stretched across his mothers wonderous ass.

His mom didnt react. No gasp of shock. No chuckle at a joke. No red hot rage. Nothing happened. She just stood there, frozen. Phone pressed to her ear, arms folded across her chest. And her smart business slacks in a pile around her feet, and she did not move. Didnt even breathe. Time itself stood still, and would only move again when Brad wished.

He looked down at the antique gold pocket watch he had taken from his grandparents addic. What a wonderous little thing. Magic, because whatelse could it be?

"Thanks a bunch, gramps." Brad said with a smirk, repocketing the old time peace. Grandpa had been a dirty old man, and Brad was sure the old man knew what the watch was and did. But had said nothing when Brad took it.

His mom was tall for a woman at almost six feet tall. More than twenty years ago she had been a volleyball and basketball star at her hometown highschool. She was over forty now, and time and motherhood had widened her hips, enlarged her breast, and certainly improved her ass. She managed to keep herself in good shape wirh three visits a week to the local gym and a healthy(ish) diet. She kept her dair dyed brown and her dark eyes were expressive.

In short, if she wasnt his mother, Brad Smith would be balls deep inside of her milf muff and nutting in her so deep it would leak out for the rest of the week. But that was a step he couldnt bring himself to take. Not yet. Not with her. One day maybe. But for now he was contient with using her as a simple manican to model his favorite item of female clothing.

He stepped back and admired her. With her pants around her ankles and bright pink panties on display, she looked less like a professional business woman, and more like a comedic stooge from some tv show who couldnt help but humiliate herself. To a panty perv like him, it was one of the most erotic sights he could think of.

He often thought of restarting time with her like this. Sometimes just around the house, away from all prying eyes but his own. How would she react? Surprised but ultimately unconcerned he was sure. His mother was pragmatic like that. If no harm is done, no reason to make a fuss about it. She just pull her pants back up, and carry on.

Other times though he imagined something more... public. While they were out shopping was an easy idea. With time stopped, it was nothing for him to take down more than nust his mothers pants, and feast his eyes to a smorgusborg of women of all ages, and all different types of panties. His favorite by far however were the full one. Briefs, bikinis, control tops, it didnt matter. The more material and coverage, the better. Especially on the older women.

How would she respond then? Would she scream in shock? Gasp aloud? She would doubtlessly go read all the way to the roots of her hair.

Would she somehow suspect him? He didnt know. He wanted to find out, but wasnt ready to take that step yet.

He was hard as steel. He wanted to do it. To finally take his chance. To go up, pull those panties to the side, and slide into his mothers pussy all the way to the hilt. He wanted to pound away at the pussy which had spat him into the world, and leave his own seed deep inside of her to take root and grow.

But he wasnt going to. Not today.