The Comic Shop - Sex Stories

The Comic Shop

It was a busy Friday at Raven’s Inferno , the comic shop James and I owned. We only had it for a few months before we started to get really stressed at the paperwork and number crunching, but we were turning quite the profit for a small-time comic store. We were twenty-five at the time, and wanted to do something together business-wise that made our freelance work worth-while. James was in the advertising industry and I was a novelist, specializing in fantasy settings. James and I figured the best course of action would be to run a comic shop on the side, where he could promote the shop and I could sell my novels as well as card games, table-top games, and minis. We were starting to get tired watching the weekly Card game tournament take place, and it was drawing nearer to closing time, but we decided to let the group of college kids finish their game- which lasted a few hours after seven pm -closing time. As the rounds ended, people started piling out more and more until eventually only two of our regulars were left. Tim, a twenty-one-year-old shy virgin whom I found to be quite adorable in his attempts at making me blush, and Drake, a rather…straightforward twenty-four year-old who claimed to have had sex quite a few times since starting college. The two young men finished their game, Tim winning barely with just a few hit points remaining. Tim came over to claim the card sleeves promised to the overall winner of the tournament, and Drake to claim the second-place prize of ...

... a soda. After they claimed their prizes, James pulled me off to the side and asked if I was ready to go home yet, and handed me a daiquiri from the fridge in the back office. We decided to invite the two young men come to the back with us and chat for a while, and offered each of them a couple of beers, they declined to go to the office, but accepted the offer of beer. We all sat down on the floor of the game room and started talking about our week and how hectic it has been for each of us. Tim said his final exams were the following week and he was not ready to take them, Drake was graduating at the University he was attending the same week, and James and I divulged how stressful balancing our schoolwork, freelancing, and the card shop was. After a few drinks, I began to feel hot, so I took off my shirt, leaving only my low-cut grey tank top on underneath. Unbeknownst to me, my cleavage was extremely noticeable and the boys kept hitting on me. Drake eyeballed me up and down, “Nice rack, Moriah,” he started, “damn.” James gave a satisfactory grin and stifled a laugh as he smugly glanced at me saying I told you so with his eyes. “You…you look very pretty, Moriah,” Tim shyly blushed. I giggled shyly and thanked them, blushing and adjusting myself so that I did not reveal as much. We were all starting to feel fairly intoxicated, so I jokingly stated that we should do something stupid to pass the time. James suggested we play a round of truth or dare, to which we all declined and ...