All characters in this story are over 18 years old
"Time in the market beats timing the market
."
Its standard investing advice but the principal behind it applies to several avenues in life.
Careful consistency beats going all in on lucky breaks and guesses in so many things. Sales, maintaining healthy relationships and even in taking care of your body. Just look at the idiots who go from not having worked out in God knows how long to trying crossfit. Jogging and lifting small weights year round would have done them a lot more good.
One avenue most people wouldn't guess this also applies to is magic.
You see those incredible spells you see in movies and tv shows? The real thing isn't that far off but getting it to work depends on the mood of the great forces of nature we call to when invoking otherworldly power.
Yes I said we, because I am an aspiring warlock. I say aspiring because I'm not sure I've earned the Title just yet.
All the veterans, which in this field includes 200-year old wise men, say we're all better off with simple, almost mundane daily rituals that invite good fortune and health rather than grand reality-warping sorcery that will make you a king amongst men.
And even if you wanted to go that route you'd be safer if you stick to the amateur stuff for a few years to build your ''spiritual strength'' so you can handle the possible backlash if your little spell went awry.
''The Gods are fick
le,''
is something I've been told and read in several books.
After being introduced to this world through an ex-coworker I wouldn't stop bugging about his unbelievable good luck, I dove head in.
The mental preparation you need to go through, the exotic and sometimes very expensive materials, needing to know a little about actual science since physics and chemistry figures into a lot of spells.
In just a few months I saw the differences as I was making double of what used to be my average in sales, some nagging back pain was all but gone and I just felt better. More in-sync with life.
So of course I got cocky and threw caution into the wind.
After following some not so exact instructions, which included a sigil formed with my own blood while calling to a god that predates most modern religions, an ordinary(but pricey) silver ring was imbued with what's basically an instant lust spell.
Yes, lust
Love is a whole nother beast and making one of those could cost you your soul. Plus I feel inflicting lust is less immoral. It's just giving somebody the urge to get down and dirty without completely overriding their will.
I just had to mentally declare my intent for the next girl to see the ring to feel the immediate need to bump uglies with yours truly. I could repeat the effect to my heart's (and cock's) content but only with the one girl I chose. So all I had to do would be to pick.
Unfortunately it hadn't gone into effect and wouldn't go into effect until ''the moon invoked the spirits of desire and sexuality'' which I thought was just a fancy way to say a full moon but I was wrong.
I know it wasn't a dud because I can sense there's something different with the ring. Like it's waiting to be turned on. And as someone who was having bad luck with the ladies, I decided to play the waiting game. Which has me stuck in this particular situation.
We're getting close to midnight celebrating my friend Evan's birthday. After dinner most of our group went home and only 4 of us decided to go to Evan's place for drinks. The birthday boy, Luke, Bryan, Lacey and your's truly(name is Ivan by the way).
Me and the boys go way back. I'm talking Middle School buddies. Meanwhile Lacey has more of a tricky situation with our boy Evan.
They met in college and Evan was smitten from day one, but Lacey had her boyfriend so they didn't move past friends. Thing is, they really hit it off as friends, becoming each other's college bestie.
It was all fine and dandy when they were both in relationships but kind of pathetic when they were both single. Evan obviously wanted more but wouldn't nut up and make a move.
Lacey was very easy on the eyes. Short but very well stacked with a cute face. She was a huge tomboy but that just added to her charm as she was somebody who could knock out a few cold ones with the boys.
There was an unspoken agreement none of us would make a move on her while encouraging Evan so of course the damn ring went into effect now.
I always found Lacey attractive but knowing I could be railing her from behind put her in a whole new light.
Nothing she was wearing was particularly revealing. Jeans and a t- shirt. Girl kept it simple but I couldn't help but think of the tight body under her clothing.
She was short but from what I've seen on the days we've gone to the beach she's well stacked. Which makes a killer combo with her cute face. Big round brown eyes, luscious pink lips that didn't need lipstick and long, wavy blonde hair. Bottle blonde but it suited her.
Dammnit, I needed to stop thinking about this.
''I had to pretend to like the new changes in management. You know how uppity Herbert can get.'' Luke said in defense to Bryan's accusation that he sucked up too much to their new boss.
''Yeah, yeah but did you have to say how nobody else had the guts to change things up around here before he came'', Bryan retorted
''It's all about playing the game'' Luke responded while taking a sip of his drink.
In response to that Lacey started to pretend she was sucking a dick and choking on it.
''Well, screw you too blondie.''
''Maybe your boss can after he's done with you.'' she responded
''Hey, hey, who here got Evan the best birthday present? That's my hard work paying off,'' was Luke's pathetic attempt at a comeback. It looked like a nice bottle of whisky though.
''A birthday present you're all enjoying, well except for Ivan, thanks again for volunteering to be the designated driver buddy.''
I gave him the finger in response since I got stuck with driving duties after losing of ''not it'' in our group chat..
''Such a gentleman'' Lacey sarcastically said as she patted me on the back.
I could get through this. Sure it'd be great to have those pouty lips servicing me under the table right now but fucking my buddy's crush in his birthday( in his home!) would be kind of a dick move.
''It's my favorite one so far, I'll give you that.'' Evan said.
''Excuse me, I put a lot of heart into mine.'' Lacey said defensively.
''It's a shirt'' Bryan said.
''A shirt I took a lot of time to pick. As a matter of fact, put it on.''
Evan humored her and even took a picture with Lacey while wearing it.
''Best Friend's Birthday'' she captioned it as she uploaded it on Instagram.
Poor Evan,
The gang kept hitting that whiskey and the conversation got a bit lewd discussing boring exes.
''Ha, I told you that girl was a prude Bry'' Evan said.
''I wanted a challenge.''
''But twice a month? If I really like a guy I keep him satisfied. Even busting out my old reliables when I want to treat him to a really good time.'' Lacey said.
Damn, I'd like to know what are her ''old reliables.''
''One even told me he loved me right after.''
Evan emptied out his glass after that last comment. As his buddies we tried to try some softballs and get Lacey to guess what Evan would like in bed or how they should make one of those ''if we're single by 35 we should get married'' pacts.
Just trying to get her to see him differently. She wouldn't bite and Evan told us they actually do have that pact.
''Of course you do,'' I thought in my head.
''But if he gets too fat the deal is off'' she said as a joke.
''What if you put on a few pounds?'' I ask.
''Evan doesn't have to worry about that, I live and breathe the gym. It's why I can later drink with a free conscience. Plus, I'll still keep tight by 35.''
Such a dirty girl, boy I'd love to see her submissive side after a good fucking.
The more the night went on the more I convinced myself to go through with it. Especially after the conversation went towards my dry streak and Lacey cracked a few jokes at my expense.
Wouldn't it be great to make her be the one that ends it.
Evan was a helpless case when it came to Lacey and who knows if the ring will still work by the time I'm alone with another pretty girl.
I even started laying the groundwork to get some alone time with this little brash beauty by telling Bryan several times he looked like he was hitting the whiskey too hard.
So by the time we were all in the car I could justify driving to Bryan's place first which would rearrange the usual route and have me drop Lacey last.
Which I'd do after a few rounds of playing hide the salami with her.
I was getting a boner already.
Nobody complained about Bryan getting off first but I was feeling a pang of guilt after Lacey and Evan said their goodbyes and saw Evan's eyes of longing after she had turned his back to him.
Once Luke got off, he joked about us not getting any funny ideas.
Really tempting fate there buddy.
''He can be a bit of an asshole'' Lacey said in a lighthearted manner.