The Ring

The day started so normally. I had finished the coding for the bank software I was working on and took an early lunch. As I wandered around downtown, I was feeling sorry for myself. My ice cold frigid wife was being her usual bitchy self.

It was so different before we got married. While we didn’t have intercourse, we did everything else. She gave the best head I had ever had. Then right after our honeymoon, she just stopped, stopped giving me blowjobs, even stopped any hand jobs. We still had sex, of course it was only on Saturday mornings and she’d just lie there. Don’t get me wrong, she’s still hot, perfect firm breasts, athletic body and long brunette hair. Even after five years of marriage she still gets carded because she looks like she’s a teenager. That’s probably due to the fact that she’s so short, 5’2”.

For months I tried to figure out was I had done wrong. Finally, I couldn’t stand it and confronted her. She dismissed my needs with a wave of her hand. She said once we were married, she didn’t have to do those disgusting things any more. She told me that I was lucky that she “let” me screw her once a week.

So that was my frame of mind as I walked the streets. I had been working downtown for a couple of years and had my standard lunch time walk. I knew every street, alley, and building for blocks around my office building. So it was a surprise when I noticed a thin alley way were there had never been one before. I noticed that there was one little shop at the end of the alley. The sign over the door read “Second hand things, Antiques, and Wishes Granted”. With such an intriguing sign, I couldn’t resist going in.

It was a crowded store with items scattered all about. As I wandered around the store, a jewelry shelf caught my eye. There was a mans gold ring, it was heavy and with a single ruby in the center. I don’t know why, but I was drawn to it. I picked it up and saw an inscription on the inside, “The wearer will be granted all of his wishes”. I figure it was just some mumbo jumbo, but it was still a real nice ring.

I nearly jumped three feet in the air when a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around as saw an elderly woman, probably around 50, but was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She asked if I liked the ring and I said very much and asked the price. She told me that it was a very unique piece and told me that I could have it for $1,000. I quickly put the ring down and told her that was way out of my price range. As I left, she grabbed my arm and asked how much would I pay for it. Well after haggling for a bit, I finally got the ring for $500. It was still too much and my wife was going to be really pissed, which was one of the reasons I bought it.

The shop owner handed me an envelope and told me not to put the ring on until I was alone.

I made my way back to my office. Once there I closed my door and took out the envelope. Inside there was a single piece of paper, it looked very old and faded. But I could still read the words.

The letter read “If you’re reading this, you are the current owner of a very special ring. This ring will give you the ability to not only to read others thoughts, but also to impose your wishes on them. In order to activate the ring twist it three times around your finger and then concentrate on the one you wish to control.”

I gave a little laugh, thinking yeah that’s true. But as I slipped the ring on my finger, the ruby flashed and the ring became snug on my finger. I thought even if the ring didn’t really do what the letter said; it was still a good looking ring.

I didn’t give the ring another thought and got back to work. When I finished the code I was working on, it was time to go home.

As I sat on the train, I decided to put the ring to the test. I turned the ring on my finger three times. All of a sudden, I felt a tingling going from my finger, up my arm, up my neck and into my head.

There was a young woman sitting across from me wearing a dark grey business suit consisting of short tight skirt, a white blouse with red scarf tied around her neck, and a short jacket. While she wasn’t a great beauty, she was very cute, gorgeous red hair.

I tried to focus on her face and all of a sudden, a feminine voice started talking in my head. It was saying,

“I’m so glad that work is over, that boss of mine is such a pig. He probably didn’t even know that I could see him leering at me all day long. All men are pigs. “

“I can’t wait to get home and get out of this suit. I hope Heather is there when I get home. We can grab a quick bite and then soak in the hot tub like last night.”