Chapter 5

I arrived back home after my adventure down the road in good spirits.

I had never felt so free, and so powerful, in all my life; it was as though everything I could ever want was within my grasp. I made my way back to the kitchen, to where I had last been before I had activated the Watch. On my way past my daughter, I casually slapped her on the ass - enjoying the sensation of the taught flesh of her behind on my hand. Things were so different now.

I leant back against the counter and restarted time. I watched Kara walk away from me hungrily, roaming my gaze all over her body; fixated on the rolling of her hips as went. She was so perfect - so sexy. I sighed in disappointment as she disappeared from view, and decided to go to my home office. I didn’t have any work to do, but I had a lot to think about.

I sat down at my desk, considering everything that had happened, and everything that I had done. Using Emily like that had awakened something within me. I had used her roughly, more callously than I had ever thought I could treat someone. But then again ... had I really? Under the influence of the Watch, with the power of being outside of time ... If I could have done all of what I had to Emily, with no actual harm done - was there really anything wrong with what I was doing? Not that I would ever abuse Linda or Kara like I had with our old baby-sitter, but some changes couldn’t hurt, could they? Particularly with Linda. Nothing major, nothing forceful. Just ... better.

I had a good family life, and up until only a few days ago, I would have said I wanted for nothing. But now with the potential in my grasp - with what I had experienced - I could admit that the lack of sex in our marriage was a problem. I could fix that.

It wasn’t even as if we were having any issues! It was only out of misplaced concern for our daughter that we acted more conservatively than we would otherwise. It was a simple hang up that I could easily do away with.

That night when Linda arrived home, I was resolute and prepared. I greeted my wife and made small talk, feeling more distant from her than I normally would - focused on my plans. I restrained myself from acting until after dinner, deciding to minimise any changes of behaviour until we were all ready to turn in for the night.

Sitting on the couch in the living room after our meal, engaged in ‘family time’, felt like a chore to me for the first time in my life. I kept eyeing the clock on the wall, willing the hands to make their journey around faster. I was probably indifferent company that night - but if I was, both Linda and Kara had the good grace to not mention it.

Finally though, Kara announced she was turning in, and wished us both goodnight. She kissed us both on the cheek, and I noted with interest that when she came to me, she blushed prettily; she was clearly still remembering our encounter in the kitchen. I said goodnight to her, smiling widely at her flushed face. She blushed a shade brighter, and turned to leave.

I activated the Watch, and time stopped around me.

I stretched - feeling free and relaxed. Emboldened. It was a heady feeling, being the only one in a frozen world.

I stood in front of my wife, eyeing her appreciatively. She really was a beautiful woman. Sure, Kara had the first blush of youth on her side, but Linda had always been enough for me. Until the last few days, I had never even considered cheating on her. For a moment I felt a bit guilty about what I had done with Emily, but then I suppressed it. I excused my actions as being the result of repressing my desires - and I was about to take a step towards fixing that.

I had decided that the easiest way forward was to make it so that she wasn’t concerned with Kara being the house. Linda had always been very vocal during sex, so she had always been conscious of the fact that our daughter could hear us. With that in mind, I leant down and gave a direction to my wife, repeating it over and over so that it took hold.

“Kara is old enough to not care that her parents are having sex.”

That seemed pretty comprehensive. I then moved over to our daughter; she was just about to exit the living room. I leant in close to her, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair, as I gave her my instruction. She had already made a joke earlier about my needing to spend more quality time with my wife, so I didn’t even know if I needed to do this. But it was better to make sure.

“There is nothing embarrassing about your parents having sex.”

There - that should cover it. With those in place, there should be nothing in the way of Linda and I having a more fulfilling sex life. I was already looking forward to heading to our bedroom with my wife. After the extreme nature of what I had been enjoying today, something wholesome and loving would be good. At least that’s what I told myself.

I found myself eyeing Kara thoughtfully as I stood behind her. I had said it before, and I always will; my wife and daughter looked extraordinarily alike. I stared at Kara’s tight bubble butt, it giving me ideas. I looked over at Linda sitting on the couch, smiling after our exiting daughter, and hesitated. I had only intended to remove this one hang up that was stopping us, but ... I moved back to the couch and sat down next to my wife. But instead of restarting time, I leant back in to Linda, feeling nervous and excited.

I gave her another command.

I lay in bed, full of anticipation - my eyes fixed on the door to our ensuite bathroom where Linda was getting ready for bed. My temptation had been too strong to resist, but I didn’t regret what I had done at all. I was looking forward to this.

Linda came out of the bathroom and I whistled in appreciation. She was in a skimpy negligee that was pretty much see-through. It finished scandalously high on her thigh, leaving her legs bare. It barely contained her large breasts, and they threatened to spill out at her every movement. That, coupled with the sultry smile that she directed at me, all combined to be sexy as hell.

She sashayed over the the bed; the look on her face saying that she was enjoying the effect she was having on me. She stopped just short of me, and cocked her hip; presenting herself in all her glory for my appreciation.

“Hi there lover.” Linda said, her eyes sparkling. “Like what you see?”

“Hell yes.” I chuckled. I reached out towards her. “Come here, and I’ll show you how much I like it.”

“That a promise?” Linda said archly, as she draped herself over me on the bed. She straddled my waist, playfully pressing her crotch against my rapidly growing erection.

I slipped my hands underneath her negligee, gripping her firmly by her bare ass and pulling her hard into me, grinding her along my dick.

“Count on it.”

Linda smiled down at me, and leant down for a deep kiss. Our tongues wrestled and danced, while our hands wandering over each others bodies. I rolled her off of me so that we were both laying on our sides, facing one another. Linda slipped her hand down my pants, wrapping her slender fingers around my cock and starting to play with me. My hand made its way between her legs, and she obligingly parted her thighs for me; giving me access.

I gently rubbed her clit, making Linda purr with pleasure. She was very wet, and I easily slipped a finger inside of her. I slowly fingered her pussy while she played with my dick, our breathing getting heavier. Linda was growing more and more aroused, and I judged that the moment was right for my first move.

I slipped my finger out of her, ignoring the soft sound she made in protest. I explored further back, until I reached the rosebud of her anus, and I then rubbed my slick finger back and forth; teasing the tight opening.

Linda froze.

The only ‘taboo’ that we have ever had is anal. I had only really attempted initiating something with my wife once before, and she had made it very clear that it was never happening. She was adamant that she had no interest in exploring that avenue. Of course, that had just perversely made me desire anal sex all the more. I had never brought it up again though, because I had known that Linda was serious about her refusal. With no way forward, I had regretfully given it up as a possibility.

I slipped just the tip of my finger past her tight entrance, only possible because everything was so lubricated from her arousal. Linda drew in a sharp and surprised breath; it was very out of character for me to do something against her wishes like this. Before she could say anything though, I made my second move.

“I love you Linda.” I said huskily. “Want to try something a bit different tonight?”

She was still rigid; unmoving in her surprise and shock. I wasn’t fingering her ass, but I was keeping a constant pressure on her puckered opening. The meaning of my question was obvious. Then, to my elation, Linda replied.

“ ... if you want to.” My wife said slowly. She sounded unsure and hesitant.

I had at first considered making her love the idea of anal sex, but had decided not to after some thought. It was such a radical change from how she normally was, that I didn’t know if it would stick. And I also had to to admit that a dark part of me remembered how - and why - she had swallowed my cum that first night when I had stopped time, even though she hadn’t wanted to. So, I instead had taken a different approach.

‘ “If I ask to have anal sex with you, it’s because I love you; because you love me, you have to say yes.” ‘ It was so manipulative.

It was so hot.

I would get to have anal sex with my wife, something I had wanted to do for years, but her thoughts on it hadn’t changed. She didn’t like the idea of it, but she would do it.

“I’ll go get the lube.” I said happily. I leant in and quickly kissed her, grinning. Linda smiled back at me, a little uncertainly.

“Come on baby, get on all fours for me.” I said as I got back. Linda did as I asked, if a little slower than she normally would. Where she would usually react with shaking her rear to encourage me, she instead appeared to be going through the motions. There was no trace of her usual playfulness and enthusiasm.