0 comments/ 161604 views/ 9 favorites The Ring Of Power: First Test By: O_J_Flintstone Note: Thanks to everyone for their feedback! It's very much welcome! Also, read the first story from this series (The Ring Of Power: Enter) before going on to this one, so you don't get too lost. It will take you only a moment. ************ Well, where was I now? Ah, yes! I had woken up the next morning, a little more relaxed and calm. For a minute I was worried about having to look my friend Mary in the eye, and feel as if I betrayed her trust. I mean, the previous night, I accidentally saw her masturbating in the shower, and I was turned on. I then put that debate on the back burner in my mind as I realized that my friend wasn't home. I assumed she went to the campus library to continue on with her papers and studying. As I served myself some cereal, I began to wonder about what happened, with Mary and also this new ring I have. It was such an odd dilemma for me. I mean, my folks gave me strong morals, which I try to follow as much as I can. but, nowadays, it's hard to follow them to the letter. These ideals wouldn't have let me do what I did last night, so I tried to justify it, so I can focus on testing this ring of mine, and see if it's real or not. I mean, she did have the door open slightly, and I didn't do anything to further expose that opening. Also, she wasn't aware of my observing her at all, so she didn't know at all what happened. The big one though was that I didn't look with the intention of spying. Honestly, I was investigating a strange noise, and that's what I did do. I found out the noise was that of my roommate fingering herself fiercely in self-pleasure. I did care for her deeply and she was so beautiful, but I did respect boundaries. I never made unwanted advances to her, for fear of ruining our friendship. I decided to keep this incident quiet, so to keep our friendship intact. This realization brought a smile to my face, as I ate the first spoon full of cereal, with a bit of a smirk. I started to browse around the apartment a little bit, like I always do when I eat, then my attention went to my figurine display case. Several original Star Wars toys, an unopened Skelator from Masters Of The Universe, a couple of Transformers and Thundercats, opened and unopened, and my favorite one, the unopened first edition He-man doll still in it's box. These were my oldest figures that were unopened, and the rest of the opened ones were encased in individual glass cases, like you would find a collectable baseball encased in. having those things custom made were among the best investments I ever made I felt, at the time. Then, I drew my attention to another investment, the ring. When I finished my breakfast, I went to get the little booklet that came with the ring. Instructions for using it indeed. I already knew it was waterproof, could be removed from my finger whenever I needed, it wouldn't go bad, occasionally cleanings would do nicely, and no need for recharge of any kind. After further reading, it said that it worked in either of two ways desired. In either the cliche' style of placing someone in a trance, "you are getting sleepy" , and placing commands in the person when they fall into that sleep-like trance. The other way, was that you point the ring at an intended target and state your command directly, and they follow through. This also included saying "sleep" as you point the ring at them, to put them in that trance state automatically so they could receive commands you want to give, and "awake" to return to normal awake being. "Stop" will halt anyone in a hypnotic trance or not with ease, and even erase unwanted commands depending on desire, which the ring will supposedly know. You can make people forget memories or remember false ones, but they must be specific in giving the command. It can place commands in people that are asleep, but it can't command them to wake up. the ring could also overstep language barriers, and works on any age old enough to speak. There's more it could do, but more on that later. I showered, got dressed, and headed out to work. I did mention I worked in retail, but now the specifics about it. It's a clothing store in the mall, for men and women, called FASHION CENTRAL. It was mostly shirts and pants, but we had a few shoes, accessories, and undergarments. There were quite a few of us there at this place. An odd mix of characters have come and gone, while I have stayed in the store for almost three years. I'm now a single step away from being a full manager. This will happen after one of my managers, Sarah, goes back to school on the coast, full time. There was four of us closing that day. let's start with Sarah. Sarah. She's in her mid 20's, long brown hair, brown eyes, wears contacts, and has a shoe shopping obsession. Every other day, she's buying more shoes, and asking how they look. She's nice, but a bit unknowingly condescending towards people at first, to ones she don't know. She's dating this big guy on and off, which I know nothing about except his name is Scott. I think she's a racial mix of some sort. I know there's some African American in her, but the other part is either White or Hispanic in my guess, but don't quote me on that. She was the secondary manager on duty today. She's very pretty, and got a hot body in a petite frame. her tits are clearly too big for her body, but despite her small frame, she still has a full enough body to match her large bust somewhat. We sometimes talk, she's OK enough of a person, but not the kind of person I'd normally hang out with in my normal social life. If her personality were tweaked slightly, then she'd be very cool, someone I'd might ask out, if Scott didn't kick my ass or if Peter doesn't beat me to it. Peter. My best friend here at work. he's 30, short black hair, brown eyes, he's white, and also works at the CD store down the hall when he's not here. He's been here about a year, he's the easiest of the coworkers to get along with. very nice and smart guy. It's no secret to everyone that he's got a big ass crush on Sarah. The ironic thing is that he and her man Scott have become great friends since Scott came here to spend some time with Sarah. He is a big buff of comic books, video games, and jazz music. An odd mix, but to each their own. We hang out quite a bit at work, sometimes goof off, but we're a great team. He was afraid of heights big time, so much so that he never did process shipment in the stock room, which involved climbing up ladders placing stock items away. he also was trying to quite smoking, and always chewed that gum and wore those patches. he's the fastest typer on the staff, so if you get his register at Christmas time, you'll be having a short wait. he's saving to go out to Hollywood and become a writer and closer to his family in California. he's also very funny, but doesn't do jokes at other people's expense, which makes him unique nowadays. he was on register that day, as I was his back-up plan. it was cool, because we got to talk, unless we had shipment to process, or the area manager was visitng. Myself, of course. And then there is Veronica. one of the sexiest latinas this side of J.Lo's seat. She's She has a slight tan to her skin, lower than shoulder length hair, she's about my height, and has hazel colored contacts which she always wears so I don't know her natural eye color at all. She's about She is the human chatterbox, but she doesn't annoy you with her talking. she knows when to stop, but still quite the story teller. she's got a full body and ass so nice to look at every guy at work snuck a peek whenever we got the chance. she's the main manger here, this is her store. she is quite a nice person, but was no-nonsense when it came to business. no real complaints at all from any coworkers, her personality was great. she was a flirt with some of the mall and store regular shoppers though. I was on with these three people that day, to close the store that night. It was a slow day for sales, and we didn't have much in the way of new things to place in the stock room, so we just kind of hung out most of the day. Sarah and Veronica were in the back room, having some take-out and talking about whatever, while me and Peter were out on the sales floor. Peter was out there on register, while I was sweeping the floor. As I was done with the shoe section, I decided to play my card and see if this ring was the real deal, or just another 50 cent trinket you get at supermarket vending machines. I headed over to the register, as Peter was finishing up a purchase for a couple of preteens. As they left, I made my move, but Peter saw me, and spoke. "Hey, Tom" said Peter. "Hey, man" I said back. "What's with that ring of yours? It looks a little too Liberace for you" he said back. "This is a magic ring, my friend" i told him. "Is that right? Does it tell your mood?" he replied with a sly attitude. I smiled and just replied back. "no, but I need to test it out to see what I can do. If it works I can help cure your smoking problem, or even your fear of heights." His look then changed, as he spoke. "My neighbor psychologist couldn't do either of those things for me, I doubt your class ring there can do that for me." "Let me try at break. I may be able to help you out. I'll treat you to lunch if you want, if you let me give it a try," i told him. He let out a big sigh, and said "yeah, Tom, sure. Give it a try. I'll lay an egg and fly if it works." He was always so skeptical, and it got on my nerves, so I decided to just try it out and get a little bit of instant gratification of a different kind. I stepped away from the register, aimed my ring at him, and said "trance" He just stopped still, with his arms down. His eyes were closed slightly, and he didn't look he could see me, as I moved in front of him. I snapped my fingers and he didn't reply or flinch. I then spoke to him , "can you hear me?" "Yes," he said in a dazed but clear voice. "OK, now when you come out of this state, you will act and talk like a chicken. Do you understand?" i told him. "Yes," he said. "Awake" i told him and he returned to normal. He looked a little disoriented at first, and then the moment of truth. He started clucking, and moving his arms up and down folded, and simulated pecking, just like chickens do. he then ran across to the other side of the store, in this chicken mode. It was the funniest thing I ever seen. "buck-buck-buck-cluck-cluck-buck-buck-cluck!" was all that was coming out of his mouth, like those restaurant ads with new chicken sandwiches. I was on the floor laughing, and then I realized he was in the shirt section. Luckily the store was empty, so I went after him. I intercepted him, in the corner, and then told him to "stop". He then realized he was in an unusual pose which he swiftly stopped holding. He then looked up at me, with a bit of anger. "What did you do to me?" he asked firmly. I then replied, "I tested the ring out, and so far so good. Relax, no one saw you, and I won't do anything else like that without your sound of mind consent. You have my word." This calmed him down, because anyone who knows me as a loyal guy of my word. I then decided to further my credibility with Peter as I said to him "At break time, I'll take care of your smoking problem, and as a will of good faith, I'll cure your fear of heights right now." "OK, Tom. Do it." Aiming the ring at him directly, I then issued the command "From now on, you will no longer be afraid of heights or high places at all. You will not willingly seek them out just for cocky danger, but if you ever have to face a situation where you will have to go to such a high place, it will not bother you as before. Got it?" "Got it" he replied without even thinking. Then he realized what he just said. "Oh, my God. What did I just say?" "You should no longer be afraid of heights now." I told him. A skeptical look came about his face, which then became more passive as he paced his way to the back room. I was about ready to follow him, but then I realized I would be the only one there on the sales floor. I ran over to the register, and grabbed one of our walkies, just as he entered the stock room area. I then hit the button on it, and asked "hello, Veronica? Sarah? Is anyone there?" Then, a voice came up from the walkie. In the background was Sarah laughing, while Veronica answered me "yeah, what do you need Tom?" I asked them to do me a favor, and they of course asked me what. I told them to check and see what was Peter doing, because I had supposedly gave him a pep talk about the heights thing (I mean, I didn't want them getting curious just yet ). They agreed and went to see for me what Peter was doing, while I was waiting there wondering. A second later, Veronica replied to me. "Um...Tom? Whatever you said to Peter must have worked because he is at the top of the ladder now getting a box down, without even a single bit of hesitation. I'm so shocked! How in the hell did you get him to do that?" "Simple mind over matter." I told them. I mean, to a certain degree it was true, and who was I to lie to my managers. Just then, a reply came over the walkie from Peter himself who had apparently climbed back down from the back room ladder. "hey, man! It worked, Tom! It works! I can now climb ladders! Thanks man!" I smiled as it did prove to be a successful test so far. I was so happy I was able to help out a friend of mine, but I still wanted to see what else this thing could do, like the smoking thing, and whatever else. Peter came back out, and began to explain to me how he was feeling. "It was unreal, man. I was nervous when I saw the ladder, but when I took the first step, it was like the fear had shrunk so small and quieted down so much, that I could easily ignore it. Then I wasn't afraid anymore. I wasn't too cocky, but it wasn't so bad being up there." So, we continued talking on, until when it was my and Peter's break time. Veronica and Sarah went out onto the register, while we both went for takeout pizza. We ate, and after we ate, Peter was about to head for his after-lunch cigarette. I then reminded him about the smoking thing. Peter reluctantly agreed to try for another test, and see if he could quit with the power of the ring. We headed back to the stock room of the store, and there we sat down. Before the matter of business, I told using the ring that he was never mention my ring ever to anyone without my consent, never attempt to take my ring, and that to tell everyone if they ask that the loss of the habits and phobias just came from his own nonexistent will power. Once I made sure I was safe, I then put him in a trance. I then ordered him to stop smoking, and that any side-effects from lack of cigarettes or cravings would be practically nonexistent, so that he wouldn't have to suffer with any unnecessary pain. I woke him up from that trance, and played the ultimate test on him, as he blinked his eyes back into normal consciousness. "Hey, Peter, man. How about a smoke?" I told asked him, as just a normal thought, to see how he'd react. "What?" he asked me. It was with an odd look of puzzlement on his face. "why did I ever do that, man? Seriously? No, thank you," he just said flat out, and he didn't even seem to skip a beat about it. I asked him how he felt, and he told me that the carving was still there, but it had shrunk to microscopic levels, where he could just ignore it. so, while Peter stood there outside getting fresh air, I decided to go use the little boys room. We were right near this part of the mall, that had a public bathroom, down along an out-of-the-way hallway. Most people went to the other one, and this one is a lot more private, next to the janitor's closet. I did my business and came right on out, but as I did, I heard a noise. it was a woman moaning and panting. I stopped and listened, and found it was coming from the janitor's closet. I took a small peek, and saw some slut having hot sex with some guy. he was grabbing her ass, holding her up, and thrusting inside of her, while she had her legs open and around his waist. she had her panties down around one of her legs, while he had his pants down just slightly enough to show his buns. he was wearing a pair of jeans and T-shirt, while the girl had on a summer dress, with some buttons opened exposing her tits. The only reason I knew she was a slut was because I recognized her right away. her name was Lisa. She was the local slut, and she even had a spread in a naughty magazine a couple of months ago, so she got around. Then, to my shock, I saw the guy's face. It was Scott, the boyfriend of my friend and coworker Sarah. I was shocked to see this, and felt bad for Sarah, as she loved him to the hilt. I then decided to do another little test, as I opened the door. Scott was about ready to drop Lisa, and pound me, but I stopped him with my ring. I put them both in trances, and had them both forget that they saw me, and that they would keep on getting their freak on until someone again opens the door to the closet. I did this so I could expose this phony Scott. I ran back to work, and bumped into Sarah. She was happy to see me, because she wanted to ask me a favor. I asked her what was on her mind, and she that she had seen Peter empty his pockets of that cigarette gum and extra patches, and dumped them in the trash, when he came back from break. She wanted to know what did I say to him to make him stop. I guess she asked me because I had used that excuse, to explain why he wasn't scared of heights anymore. I told her I used simple special motivational speeches and exercises to break the unwanted habits. What she said next caught me off guard slightly. "Can you help me so that I stop biting my nails?" she asked me. This was a surprise only because I thought she had worse habits than that. "OK, but why? Is that your worse habit?" i asked her. "Yeah. Scott hates that, and I can't stop biting them. can you help me stop so that he can love me more?" she asked me. This got to me, as I had to tell her what I saw. "trance," i said. "You will take a walk over the smaller bathroom in the mall, by the janitor's closet. you will open the door to the closet, and then when do, you will wake up back to normal, remembering that you took a walk suspecting something unusual as how you got there." She then went up and left, to find out the not so nice truth for herself. Luckily, Veronica didn't see her leave, so as to not arouse her suspicions. I continued on with my normal job, as did Peter and Veronica. Veronica was under the impression that Sarah was in the back room, that was until she came in through the front door angry and in tears, with Scott right behind her pleading for her forgiveness, with his zipper and belt still open. Sarah went right to the back room, and Scott went to follow, but Veronica had cut off Scott's path. She told him to leave, and that he wasn't allowed in the back room. Scott tried to plead with Veronica to let him talk to Sarah, but Veronica is stubborn as stubborn can be. Peter had seen them come in arguing, as he was on the floor, and since it was a loud argument, he had called over his friend, Alex. He was one of the mall security guards, and a very large and buff guy, enough so to actually take down Scott. Alex had come over and went inside the store, just as Scott tried to plead with Veronica to speak to Sarah. Once Scott saw Alex, he left, and Alex then left himself. Veronica in the meantime, played the role of great buddy and went to go console her friend and coworker. Peter then kept on shaking his head, and mumbling to himself incoherently. I assume that he was busy thinking out loud, about Sarah and why would Scott do that to her. I choose not to bring up the topic right away with him. I guess I just wanted to know what words would be the right ones to say. I let him be for about a half hour, so for the meanwhile I was refolding some shirts. Then, a second later, the two ladies emerged from the back room, Sarah apparently having to have recompose herself and stop crying in sadness and anger, and Veronica having to reassure Sarah about the situation. The Ring Of Power: First Test Peter asked if she was OK, and Sarah said "yeah, I'll be fine," with a sort of oddly upbeat but drull monotone to her voice. It was like both sad and slightly happy at the same time. Veronica went to go and audit the back-up cashier drawer which only gets used in emergencies, while Peter and Sarah just kind of stood around. Then it formed into a conversation. "I guess that it don't take a scientist to put two and two together," said Peter. "No. I guess not," said Sarah. "I'm sorry. He's an idiot for doing that. It's uncool and wrong," said Peter. "It's OK, and thanks. It was wrong. It would have happened later on anyway, so whatever," replied Sarah. "Um...listen....uh...if you want to talk, I'm all ears. We can after work go and just get a cup of coffee or something. My Mom used to say that coffee warms the soul," said Peter. Of course, I was listening to all this, and couldn't help from letting out a small giggle at hearing this. Coffee warms the soul? give me a break! Ha ha ha ha! "Um...sure. I mean, just coffee right?" said Sarah. "Yeah, my treat, and if you want a doughnut also, it's up to you," said Peter. "Sure. That sounds nice, thanks, Pete," she said with a hint of a smile in her face. This shocked me, because the reaction she showed earlier that day, suggested that she was going to go home, burn his pictures, and cry in her bed holding her teddy bear, watching some romantic movie. I guess, she was the type that didn't like to dwell on things, and that she'd rather not be alone. The conversation continued a little while longer, until Veronica asked Peter to go and pick up some Starbucks coffee for her before they closed. I don't remember what kind flavor she wanted, nor could I even pronounce it if I even knew, let alone spell it. Sarah went to recount some of the money in the register, while another register was audited and closed. I decided to use the ring, and give Peter an early birthday present, and not to mention help out Sarah with men once and for all. She always picked creeps, and now I can hook her up with the one man who would always be loyal to her that I know I could trust. I was just trying to figure out how. I didn't want to put them under and falsely have them hook up without their sound body, feelings, and rational mind behind it. I was racking my brain, and then it hit me, just as Peter came back with Veronica's Starbucks. Peter placed the coffee on the counter, and went to use the little boys room. I couldn't see Veronica, so I assumed she was counting the money in the back. so I placed Sarah under, with the word "trance" and help from the ring. Her face then had a blank expression on it, just as Peter did before. I then told her that Peter was a great guy, and that the next time she drank coffee, she would become very horny. So horny, that she'd need to take care of it very soon, with help from another person, a nearby great guy and friend. I took the gamble that she'd drink coffee with Peter at the same table, and then she'd get hornier and hornier, and then leave the coffee shop with him, and seal the deal at his place. I know that he lives across the street from a smaller coffee shop open all night, and it's not even a block away from the mall. they'd probably get coffee there, and then head back to his place. Also, I told her that when she came, she'd feel normal again. I also told her that she'd remember how she took care of her horniness, have no regrets about it, open her eyes to how great Peter was with her sound mind, and the coffee command was a one time thing only, and wouldn't return if she drank more coffee later. Knowing Peter, he'd be able to work it out with Sarah, and then they would date, but not before keeping the fling secret for a while, and then going public with the hopefully future relationship. Then I asked her if she understood, and I heard Sarah say "yes," and another female voice just off to the side of me say "yes". I without thinking, woke Sarah up from her trance, just as I turned my head to see who was there. I turned to my surprise, to see Veronica there, for a split second in a trance like state, and then waking up back to normal. This shocked me because I thought she was gone into the back room, and I wondered if she heard me or not, or if I had put her under also with the same command or not. Before I got the chance to find out, Sarah had finished counting the money and signed the bank notes for depositing the money, and Veronica has asked me to close the gate halfway, since it was about five minutes until closing. It didn't seem to matter, since we haven't had a customer in about two hours anyway. Peter had finished sweeping the floor, as the two ladies finished counting the money. I was worried about what would happen next, but before I saw a chance to try and erase any commands I accidentally placed in Veronica, she had sipped on her coffee. I gasped slightly, and was worried if she'd react in front of Peter and Sarah. They kept on counting, and Veronica seemed to still be continuing on as normal. This set a wave of relief over me, as I guessed that I was hearing things, and that Veronica didn't get hypnotized as well as Sarah. So the rest of the evening went along as normal. We closed, counted the money in the registers, recounted it, the managers filled out their daily evening paper work, we folded the clothes and the store was clean. we actually finished an hour earlier than scheduled with our nightly duties, and I thought we'd all get to go and go home early. Just as I was about to punch out of the time clock, Veronica then said Sarah and Peter could leave, but she needed my help with something in the stock room. It didn't bother me at all, since we were early anyway, and it meant a little more in my next paycheck. I placed my jacket down, with my bookbag, in the office, and followed Veronica into the stock room. She still had her coffee in her hand, sipping it slightly every now and then. She had asked me to climb up the ladder and take down the large boxes from one of the top shelves. It got the ladder and began to make my way up, but just as I climbed a few steps up, I felt a hand grope my ass. I shrieked slightly, and took a look down, and saw it was Veronica, with a smirk on her face, I never seen before. I asked her what was she doing, and she said "Someone has to hold onto the ladder while you climb up, Tom." "yeah, but that's my ass there. Why are you grabbing my ass?" I asked her. "Would you like me to stop?" she asked. I told her no, but she did let go of me, and hold the ladder slightly, while I climbed up. Then as I was at the top, I heard a noise, and I recognized it being the noise of the heating and air conditioning system being turned on. I couldn't turn and see what was happening, but I could see to the far right that she had flipped the air system on. The only problem was that this system, you couldn't tell which one was hot or cold, until after the room changed temperature. I then got down the two boxes that she wanted, and climbed back down. She then sat down on a stool in the back, and spread her legs slightly, while I opened the box. inside it had some female shirts, bras, and underwear inside. She picked up a summer dress, no sleeves, deep cleavage, black with lots of yellow flowers all over it, and it buttoned down all the way in the front. She held it up against her chest, like she wanted to model it, and looked in the mirror we had in the back. "This is so nice. What do you think?" she asked me. "It looks nice, Veronica. You should try it on." I said without thinking. Then without even missing a beat, she said "a great idea!" , and then placed the dress down on the stool, and then she reached around herself with her arms, each hand grabbing the opposite side of the bottom of her shirt. She then lifted the shirt up and eventually over her head, revealing the perfect stomach and large breasts held in place with a dark bra. I had never seen this much of her before, but it was better than I believed. She had b-or c cup breasts, they were perfect, just one degree shy of totally firm, but they were healthy enough to provide a nice handful. her stomach was also semi firm, but not muscular at all. it looked so sexy. all this beauty was quite a rush for me, as i had a rock hard boner instantly in my pants. the chances of my boner getting harder seemed slim to none, at that second, but that theory was short lived, as she reached for her belt, and undid it. It was like she was reading me like a book, and knew exactly what it took to drive me totally wild sexually. My boner began to hurt me as it pressed against my pants waiting to be freed, as she hooked her fingers inside of her pants, turned to the side next to the mirror, and pulled her pants down slowly, so i could great a great view of her butt and the front of her at the same time. this sight sent my hormones into ultra speed overdrive, as i saw she was wearing a thong. she kicked off her pants and shoes, and she then took the dress, and put in on. It fit her nicely, except for her breasts, which were straining to be let out. A second later, as she started to model the dress, I noticed that her nipples were getting hard, and poked out through the fabric of the dress and bra. I think she was modeling the dress more for me than for herself, because she kept looking my way, eyeing my reactions. I had, by this point, sat down in another stool we had there, and watched her, in awe. By this point, my mind had apparently stopped functioning normally, and I was just a pair of eyes and instinct. As she then took her socks off, I began to notice that the room was getting colder. This would explain the nipples appearance. Just as I noticed, another shocking action, she had lifted the dress up over head, showing herself in bra and panties only. She then reached in the box, and pulled out a skimpy two piece thong bikini. She didn't skip a beat or hesitate, she pulled the straps down from her bra, and lifted her arms up from them, so only the cups and clips on the back were holding the bra on her body. She then reached behind her, just as she turned away from me. she moved away from the mirror, so i couldn't she her front side, and all i was treated to was her back, and her thong encased butt, not that i had any complaints about that. she had unclipped the back clasp of her bra, and let the bar fall down to the floor, with her tits still out of sight. I didn't have enough blood flowing in my brain to think to move, it was like she had me where she wanted me. any doubts about that were quashed when she had pulled her thongs down, giving me a great view of her ass, and her pussy lips. Maintaining that same pose, she had pulled up the bottom for that swimsuit, so I didn't get no front treat yet. She then pulled the top on, but she didn't close the clasp yet. Then she spoke. "Tom, can you be a doll and close my top for me? if you do, you'll get a special treat." I got up, and got a slightly better view of her. she was holding the cups up with her hands against her breasts, with the straps down not on her arms. I went behind her, to go ahead and close the clamp like I was told. And as I reached out with my hands for both sides of the top to connect the clasps, I felt something hot and warm on my groin. It was Veronica. She had pushed herself back, bending over, with her butt sticking out, and started to grind onto my pants. It was right against my mega boner, which felt so good. She kept on grinding against me, slowly picking up the pace, and our breathing steadily grew heavier. We were dry fucking, even though I wasn't moving. She was doing all the moving for me. She then picked up enough breath to say something to me. "you still haven't closed my top, yet, Tommy...." she said, still grinding against me. I wondered what treat could I get after closing her top, if what she was doing now wasn't itself a treat. I started to finally move and instinctively pump, as she met each thrust from my groin, with an equal and strong thrust from her butt. She must have taken belly dancing lessons or something, because she was wiggling her stomach and ass, in ways that would make Shakira jealous. I then decided to go ahead and do the task at hand, even though I enjoyed where I was right now, with her grinding against me. I took the straps and connected them, and then she took my hands and placed them onto her breasts, and squeezed them. I then followed suit with a squeeze of my own. It was a soft one, for an equally perfect breast. I felt the nipples through the fabric, and started to touch and roll my fingers around them, exciting them. She had lifted the top part of herself up, so that I could start to nibble on her neck. I started right around the ear, and worked my way down, with soft kisses down to her neck. I knew I was getting hot, and if I took her in my current state, I'd come faster than you can say "go". I thought that saving the moment would calm me down so I could enjoy this, but her grinding didn't help me much. I then reached under the top, and lifted it up exposing her bare breasts. I then undid the clasp, and she then moaned out "Mmm...that top was too tight. let me try this." as she took my hands and put them on her bare breasts, fondling her tits and nipples. "ooh...now that's a perfect fit..." she uttered out slightly, as the heat of the moment over took her. i could feel even through my crotch that she was very wet, and seriously in heat. We then made our way over to the old beat up couch in the office, and I took off her bottom, and sat her down. I then got down on my knees, and decided to help myself to some wet pussy. Once my tongue touched her mound, she was already in heat, grabbing my head, and pushing her further inside of her pussy. I licked and licked and even used my fingers to offer up even more stimulation, especially when I found her clit. It was prime and ready for me. I went in, and then started licking it, and teasing it, making Veronica moan. Then I placed my tongue inside more, and started to nibble on her clit slightly with my teeth. I then went back to the normal tongue method, licking up the juices, and using the tongue to arouse the clit even more. It was like instinct was over taking me. I wasn't a virgin, but I had limited sexual experience, and I had never eaten pussy before. I don't know if I was doing it right, but she was so horny, she didn't care. she had her legs open, and was in heat, and after some treatment from my tongue, she was coming like crazy, so I guess I must have done something right. I loved it, how it tastes, and how it was making her react. She arched her back, and started moaning loudly, and almost fell off the couch in the process. I held her up, and finished my part of the job. Then as I got up, she reached over to her desk drawer, and pulled out a box of condoms. This really shocked the hell out of me, as I didn't know she had any. I didn't bother to ask anyway why she had them for, but it was great, since I couldn't get her pregnant, and I didn't have any on me anyway. I stood up, and removed my shirt, and she went down, and pulled off my belt. She then tugged my shoes and socks off of me, and my pants followed right after. All that was left was my boxers, with my hard dick head sticking out of the flap where men can pee from. It was rock hard, never like before. I measured myself once, and came in at 8 inches, but this time I was easily 9-10 inches. It must have been the extra hormones and arousal that was making me bigger, but I didn't care much why or how, I just wanted to fuck this prime piece of ass. It seemed I was going to have to wait a little longer, as she started to pull my boxers off, and lick my dick. I was in heaven, because she was very good at it. I never would had guessed her as a pro in giving head. I let her do that for a while, as it felt so good, like when she ground her thong covered ass onto my dick, but I knew I would have to stop soon, if I wanted to keep on enjoying this. I pulled her head off of my dick, and she seemed to know what I was thinking. She got down doggie style, and stuck her ass up at my dick, with her pussy waiting to be fucked. I put the condom on, and placed my large head at the base of her pussy. I slowly stated pushing it in, and she moaned loudly in pleasure. Then before I knew it, easily the whole length of my dick was inside the pussy of my boss. I was on cloud nine at this time. I wanted to go ahead and take it slow, and enjoy every single second of this. I pumped my hips in and out, meeting each thrust with force and gentle nature at the same time. I wanted to make her feel good, but it seemed that she had the same goal for me, and she was beating me to the punch. we pumped in this style for about three minutes, rocking, and fucking. I had my hands her hips, on her ass, on her thighs, and even her stomach. I couldn't reach her tits in this way, and I guess she sensed it when I tried, as she then pulled me out of her, and shifted positions. She then had me sit down on the couch, and she climbed onto me, and lowered herself onto my dick, so that our laps met, from our fucking. She started grinding just like she was before when we were dry fucking, except it wasn't dry at all. I then was able to give her a long French kiss. Our lips met with a fierce and hard passion I never felt before. this showed me she was horny and that she wanted me. Our tongues met inside our mouths, licking each other, and even when our kiss broke, she was still licking my lips and my face. I then reached over and grabbed her tits with my hands, and started to fondle them with care. This was heaven, feeling her tits in my hands, and her nipples in between my fingers as i squeezed them. she had the perfect nipples, right for touching and groping, and not to mention sucking, which i started to do. they actually dark part of the breast, was about the size of a half dollar, and the nipple itself was like a little pencil eraser. she pulled my head down, giving me access to her tits. It was great, as I dived into her chest, it was all I could see, as I went in between the middle area of her tits and started licking my way back to her right nipple. This made her smile, as she was getting satisfaction she desperately needed. I gave her more of what she wanted as I started licking my way over to the other breast, as my hand took over fondling duties from one side to the other. It seemed to work out great for the both of us, we both got what we wanted, at that moment, and gave each other what the other side needed at that very instant. I loved being in this pose, so I could actually see her tits and get to touch them and play with them. Then, I myself had switched positions for the both of us, by getting up. She had went to lay down on the couch, and I mounted her on top, and guided my hard meat inside of her. I guess that my earlier tactics of cooling down worked, because I was more in control and enjoying it, while not blowing my load prematurely. Yet, I was still as painfully as hard as I was before, which made Veronica very happy, and satisfied her very nicely. This was my favorite position, along with doggie style. I could control the movements myself, and do what I wished, as I saw her being fucked below me. I pumped and pumped with my hips, as she used her hands, and grabbed my bare ass to push me further still inside of me. At this point I nearly lost it. I started to pump more and more quickly, as I was in a haze. I could feel that even though the place was slightly colder because of the air system, sweat was beading off all over my body. She had herself been picking up a sweat since I started to heat her pussy, was no beading drops of water all over, like I now was. Her pussy was like heaven and hell at the same time, sucking and pulling my dick at the same time, while I pumped and pumped inside of her. Then, I felt her come, as she screamed out in joy, and the gush of lots of pussy juice came out of her pussy, onto my dick, and down our legs. This gave me the final bit of motivation I needed, as I myself finally felt the stirring inside of me having to come. And then I did, as we both held onto each other and we caught our breath. The Ring Of Power: First Test I then got up, and put my clothes back on. She started to do the same, and I put her under with my ring. I asked her if she heard my commands I gave to Sarah, and she said yes. I told her that she'd remember what happened between us as a dream, and nothing more than that, and all other commands she over heard, would be nulled. I also told her that she'd return to normal in fifteen minutes, giving me time to disappear, and fix things so no evidence of what happened would exist. The air system, the boxes, and the items she wore, her clothes, the condoms, and even the security tapes and time clock, so she would never suspect anything. once that was set, I left, and headed home a happier man. Once I got home, I heard the TV on, and saw that Mary, my roommate, was sleeping at the sofa. She was naked from the waist down, and one of her tits was exposed. She had her finger in her pussy, but was still asleep. I started to feel aroused slightly, and then, when I saw what she was watching before she feel asleep, I was shocked. it was home video of me showering and jerking off. She must have video taped me in secret doing these things. This shocked and surprised me. Shocked that he ever did find me attractive at all, and surprised that she in fact did do this. Then it flipped over to footage of me on my bed, massaging my dick and masturbating. She even had a picture of me with her, when we went to the beach in her other hand with her journal. I don't know why, but I decided to keep quiet, and head back to my room. but first, I skimmed the open page of her journal. It said: "The dreams get more and more intense, as I get them. He comes up behind me, and stars grinding against my ass. I start to get wet, and he whispers in my ear. we then rip off each other clothes and have wild sex, and I feel a sense of happiness take over me, until the dream ends. Then a wave of sadness comes over me, which is why I can't stop smoking. I can't even take a shower without fingering myself, thinking of Tom. I know he liked me before, but now, I don't know if he'd think of me in that way. The thought of him not liking me is unbearable, and brings me to tears. I decided that sometime soon, maybe this weekend, I'll take my chances and tell him how I feel. for now, I better finish my studying. Thank God, he's working late tonight, so I can watch the tapes again, before he gets back." And that was it. There was a pen on the floor, which I guess was tossed when she thought of these tapes she had. I tiptoed back to my room, and got settled in. I changed into my clothes to sleep, and was just in awe about what happened as it finally hit me. I had tested this ring successfully, and it works like a charm. I had cured my friend Peter of his smoking habit and his wussy fear of heights, I had exposed Sarah's boyfriend for the cheat he was, I had given Sarah the chance to hook up with Peter who was in love with her, and I had unknowingly gave my manager Veronica the fuck of a lifetime (which I reduced to a mere hot dream for her ). Now, by accident, I had found out that my best friend and roommate, the object of my affections, had truthfully wanted me as well. and I had never seen a single sign of it. Now that I knew, I had decided that I would see to it that she'd know how I felt in my heart, and now I had a powerful tool to aid me in that, the Ring Of Power. coming up next time, the fallout from work with Sarah and Peter, and Tom sets a plan in motion to try and get with his roommate and best friend, Mary, and more.