After school special

You were riding on cloud nine for the rest of the day, every time you closed your eyes you could see Stacy doing her level best to inhale every inch of your manhood like an utter champ.

Of course, you couldn’t tell Tina and Marcus about this. Not yet at least. How could they understand that you had in your possession a magic ring that induced supernatural lust? You could barely believe it yourself.

No, you would keep a lid on things until you had collected more data. If they needed to know anything, you would just say that you and Stacy had flirted a little. Tina likely thought the other girl was a slut anyway, so it wouldn’t be a huge stretch.

These thoughts were churning away in your mind as you left school and made your way home. You were so caught up in your internal debate that you almost missed the new car in your driveway.

You took a second, then recognition hit. It was your mom’s old friend Linda. You wondered if her son Sean had come with her, though you doubted it given how little he liked you.

Taking a moment to compose yourself, you turned the handle and walked inside. Right away you could hear the women talking in the kitchen, chatting away like old times. The two were childhood friends, though they didn’t see each other as often now that Linda had moved the next town over.

“Oh Mike!” Your mother greeted as you entered the kitchen , “Come say hi to Linda.”

“How are you holding up Mike?”

The woman before you was a vision. You had known Linda your whole life as a pseudo-aunt figure, but as you grew older her incredible figure and gorgeous good looks became harder to ignore. The woman was, quite frankly, fucking stunning.

She pulled you into a tight embrace, your head betwixt her generous breasts. Her vanilla scented skin lotion flooded your nostrils, the warmth of her body piercing your own. Your loins stirred to life and it was a Goliath effort to keep yourself under control.

“Hi, Linda,” you mumbled awkwardly.

“Your mom tells me you did real good at the funeral,” she smiled maternally and rubbed your shoulder, “I knew you’d do great.”

You nodded abashedly. “It was tough, but that’s how it goes.”

“Well, I’m very proud of you.” Linda rubbed your shoulder comfortingly and shot you another maternal smile.

Your mom, having finished brewing coffee for herself and Linda, chimed in suddenly, “Sean’s here, up in your room. Why don’t you go say hi?”

You could read between the lines well enough to know that your mom was trying to shoo you away while she vented to Linda, so you reluctantly parted from the woman. With a final nod your ventured upstairs, doing your best to conceal the distaste you felt.

Sean had been in your life since you were toddlers, and for a while you had even gotten along when you were small. But something changed as you both grew older and now there was nothing but basic civility hiding mutual dislike. You both kept the peace for the sake of your mothers friendship, but that was about as far as it went.

Releasing a sigh, you entered your bedroom.

Sean was stood next to your bed, staring down at a framed photo of you, Tina and Marcus. There was a frown tugging at his mouth. It had been a couple of months since you had seen him last, but hadn’t changed much. Still very much the lean, bookish guy you had always known. He looked up at you and put the photo down.

“Uh, hi, Mike,” he shifted from one foot to another uneasily, “sorry to hear about your grandpa.”

You nodded, “thanks, Sean.”

The silence that followed was of the agonisingly awkward sort. You wanted to fiddle with something, anything and looked about your room desperately for anything to distract from the awkwardness.

“What’s with the ring?”

The question caught you off guard, and you glanced down to look at the tiny gem, glowing crimson. You frowned at it, then looked back at Sean, who was staring transfixed.

Your confusion swiftly turned into alarm as you noticed how Sean’s expression began to change from curiosity and morph into something far more brazen. His lips, parted slightly, were wet with desire and his eyes seemed to reflect the crimson glow as he looked at the gem and then up at you with naked appreciation.

Several seconds past as you began to process what was happening. The ring worked on men as well as women? You suddenly felt very cornered, on the backfoot, and panic took hold of you. Mumbling something about needing to pee, you rushed from the room and retreated to the bathroom, staring at the glowing gem and wondering what the hell was happening.