1. Time Fuck


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, First Time, Male / Older Female, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: stex, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    control room as the operation proceeded. He had no particular reason to, just keeping a finger on the pulse. The operation was unremarkable, studying a slave owner from 353 years ago. Someone's Ph.D thesis he'd assumed. The data had been gathered and the operation shutting down when the anomaly hit. It was something he had never wanted to see, the containment bubble glowed purple. Sirens blared, doors slammed shut, startled operations staff looked around, then furiously worked at their terminals. Lou knew the purple glow was bad. He'd never seen it, but it was a theoretical possibility, the containment bubble was there to prevent an altered reality from leaking into the real world. The glow was the altered reality leaking through the containment. When temporal transference was first experimented with, there was a public outcry. Even if the transference was only gathering information from the past, the transference could, in theory, happen in reverse. Information could leak into the past, the fear was that it might alter the past, and thus the present. The containment bubble was mandated to prevent any such alteration affecting the present. The bubble could hold back reality long enough for them to work out what the problem was and fix it, using that reverse transfer to inject an information antidote into the past to counter the pollution. The containment bubble wasn't enough for the oversight committee, so the secondary containment was added. The secondary containment ...
    surrounded the entire TII facility. If reality ever got that far, there were protocols on the outside to isolate the facility to prevent the pollution reaching any further. It was not a comforting thought that those protocols would now be in operation. "Melissa, I want a sit-rep soonest." Lou barked at the very worried looking Melissa as he left the control room. He didn't wait for an acknowledgement. He trusted Melissa, she'd worked for him for ten years and never made any questionable decisions. If things were bad, Melissa would straighten them out. In previous times, an observer might have been startled that Melissa had the body of an eighteen year old super-model. It was the fashion for women at that time, medical science again. Lou didn't notice, all the women he knew had a body like that, it wasn't remarkable. Down the corridor to his office. He had the facilities needed to communicate with the world outside. He reached his office and stared in open mouthed amazement at the view from his window. The sky was glowing purple. He had the presence of mind to realize this was the secondary containment bubble keeping reality at bay. Only the bubble was keeping the reality of the world outside from leaking into the facility, not the other way around as he'd expected. That, he'd never seen before, he'd never heard of that before. He tweeted, "All personnel, all hands, ten minutes, auditorium, threat level violet." That should get people's attention, threat level violet was reserved for ...