Romancing the Ring

My server had basically created the perfect scenario for me to play in, how could I not indulge her fantasy for my pleasure? I made eye contact with Jeanie, who was practically vibrating in anticipation. I gave her a slight nod and noticed her nipples get rock hard. How they left indentations in her metal top, I'll never know. I put on my most serious face and turned furtively to the server. I took her hand, feeling a spark pass from the ring into her hand, she shivered at my touch but grasped my hand firmly. "We have to move quickly. Is there somewhere we can talk...away from others?" I whispered urgently, hoping I could play the part of handsome hero I now appeared to be. Jeanie is enraptured by the soap opera acting I'm about to unleash. "There's a lot to tell and little time." I urged.

Claudia's eyelids fluttered quickly as the 'reality' of the situation was confirmed. Her breath quickened as fantasies of running from generically foreign villains in black SUVs, ancient jewels and magic talismans, tending to the injuries of the stranger's chiseled body with a damp rag by firelight... She shook her head as she saw my earnest look. She had to help the stranger. "Yes." She sighed. "You can take me...I mean I'LL take YOU to the employee break room. We can use the back door." She didn't even acknowledge the last innuendo and hurriedly tugged me through the employee section to the break room. Jeanie jingled eagerly behind us, 'oh my god. oh my god' muttering under her breath. I made a point to 'check that the coast was clear' when we are alone in the break room. I joined Claudia at the small table, she was tugging at her neckline nervously, sweat starting to bead on her forehead and a flush lit up her pale chest. I took her hand and looked deeply into her eyes.

"Ok Claudia, I'll tell you everything, but you have to calm down ok? Please calm down." I decided to use the ring for this command, thinking that forcing her calm now will make things easier later. She was so enthralled by today's events, I probably didn't need the ring for that one. She nodded emphatically, enough to jiggle her glistening breasts. Man this effort better be worth it. "Good girl. Here's the truth, and you must believe me." Again minimal effort to convince her, any stranger danger lessons were put on the back burner for a chance at her fantasy encounter. "Ok. This ring is magic." Jeanie fell off the top of the fridge.

"Dude?? W.T.F are you doing? It's much easier to manipulate women when they AREN'T aware that they can be easily manipulated!" She was shooting me a look that asked if I forgot how we got here. Even the Ring is giving me a few warning throbs of pain.

I give her a quick wink and continue building my story, Claudia now staring intently at the Reality Ring, which it's always been called. "I found it in an ancient Sumerian temple. I'm an...antiquities dealer, you could say. Rich men hire me to find them authentic, ancient, artifacts. I get them, they pay me, they put in on their mantle or something; I never cared. until this one." Jeanie was convinced to let me continue, settling in for the rest of my story as intently as Claudia had been, both their eyes sparkling with wonder. "The surviving Sumerian people revere this ring as a gift from their gods, protecting their village, but some greedy rich guy wants it for his own gain. I decided to keep the ring for myself and try to return it to its rightful place. Unfortunately, rich jerks tend to not like getting screwed out of their prize, especially when you already cashed their check. I need a place to lay low while I figure out how this thing works, and right now you're the only person I can trust." I gently rubbed my thumb on Claudia's hand, allowing my character a moment of brief peace with her, I hope she picked it up.

The way her thighs clamped tightly together indicated she was buying it. She nodded understandingly, returning the gentle hand stroking. "You can come with me." She sighed, finally remembering to breathe after the story was concluded. "My roommates might be home, but..." her face retreated into her golden mane, finishing in a timid whisper, "we can use my bedroom." This was so gonna be worth it. Claudia's demeanor suddenly shifted, looking determined. She rose from her seat and hurried over to a backpack, hers I assume, and tossed me a pair of keys. "Quick. Go bring my car around front. I gotta tell my boss I'm not feeling well. My shifts almost over anyway." As much as I want to passionately grip her shoulders and scream 'There's no time!' I didn't want to ruin this girl's career just to clap some cheeks. I headed out the back exit and beeped the key fob, finding an old station wagon, the most erotic vehicle. I hopped in the driver's seat and turn the ignition.

Jeanie dove into the back seat, sprawling out with a cheeky grin on her face. "Wow Mr. Spielberg, who wrote that script? I guess it worked pretty well, although a peaceful drive to uptown doesn't really fit the narrative. Also I don't think there are any surviving Sumerian peoples." She continued to read me my continuity errors and inaccuracies on a set of notecards she pulled from her cleavage.

"Hey, save it till the credits roll." I joked back, enjoying the view of the snow-haired hottie lounging behind me. "Though a dramatic chase does seem necessary to trill the heart and wet the loins...Hey, Jeanie. Would you like a part in my movie?" Jeanie pretended to think about it, but couldn't hold back a giggle and a nod. "Good Ring Bitch." I praised, giving her a command with the ring. "Now, punch me in the face."