”“You stopped time earlier, Master?”His head snapped around to stare at me. His brow furrowed. I saw hesitation glimmer in his eyes and concern ...tightening handsome face. He ran a hand through his mused, black hair. He really need to get a better hair cut.I don’t know what I thought popped into my head right now. But ... it was easier focusing on how to make him into a handsome guy than to contemplate that time had stopped.Time!“Yeah, I stopped time earlier today. At the start of second period,. I thought the hair was growing because I was jacking off at least twice a day! Remembering that, and all the shame and guilt I felt, I decided that my boys would never have to go through that. So I devised a little plan. One evening, while they were doing homework I slipped a porno disk into the player in my bedroom – which was nothing unusual, I love to jack off still – but this time, I left the volume turned up and my door all the way. It wasn’t long before the boys heard what was going on –. Soft rhythmic moans begin to escape your lips and fill the room with a song of forbidden erotic passion. Shall we take this up a notch Shan’tel? I’d love having your ass bent over the couch as I get on my knees and tongue-fuck and suck you from behind… yes, baby ass, all the way down to your clit.Picture me burying my face in between your legs, resting my face on your fat juicy pussy. Do you like that Shan’tel, the way I force my wet tongue in and out of your holes as you moan harder and harder. I was supposed to be at a customer's that day, but the customer had called and cancelled. As a result I was sitting in my cubicle catching up on some paperwork. It was early, around seven-fifteen, and starting time wasn't until eight, but a lot of the guys come in early to drink coffee and shoot the shit until starting time.I heard Brad and Bill come in and sit down in Brad's cube and they started talking about the latest idiocy promulgated by management and then they touched on yesterday's.