All characters are over 18 years of age. This is a work of pure fiction.
This is merely the beginning of what should be at least 5 more chapters, possibly more.
All the women in this story are fictional, but the player characters are characters that were created as they are, complete with clothing (or lack thereof) by women I have played tabletop games with in reality.
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Mike Powers was kind of bummed. He had wanted to go to the big Con going on in Atlanta, which all of his friends had gone to, but his boss at the hobby shop had decided HE was going this year. With Mike's friends. And Mike got to stay and mind the small shop and run the games for anybody who might show up. On a freaking Friday. Maybe he'd hit the bar after work.
Yay. All of the regulars were in Atlanta with his asshole boss who had previously told Mike he would be allowed to go. A full weekend of every tabletop game imaginable. Games that Mike could play, instead of having to run himself for the enjoyment of others.
Brian, his dickhead boss, had joked that he would be getting all the gamer girl tail that Mike would miss out on. What a putz.
Sure, some of the women there might want to hook up with an overweight male chauvinist pig that smelt like sour milk and ass, but Mike really doubted it.
All of Mike's "buddies" shrugged and said "hey, Brian's gonna cover the hotel, and he knows some strippers! See ya later, bro" and just fucking left him. Nevermind that Mike was the one who had made all of their reservations, plans, and mapped the route to get there. Nevermind that Mike's connection with the Con organizers had scored them all free passes. Some friends. Fuckers.
Mike sighed. He missed Karynn. His childhood friend who had become his girlfriend when he came home on leave from the Navy the first time when he was 19. Everyone in their neighborhood had laughed at their "surprise announcement" that they were dating, with responses of "fucking finally?" and "no more puppy dog pining from either of you?"
Karynn was his everything. Smart as all get out, pretty, with an athletic toned body that would send a thousand ships to war. She had hair black as a moonless midnight sky, deliciously perky breasts, just enough to fit his hands perfectly, a slim waist leading to slightly flared hips and a rock hard ass that absolutely popped.
And she was a nerd like him. Whenever he played a new game, she was always right there to learn it and play with him. She gravitated towards whatever version of a wild elf the current game had, or something suitable elfin if the game was Sci Fi or urban fantasy.
Karynn and Mike were supposed to drive up together before Brian's sudden announcement that Mike had to stay. She had said she was bringing her elf outfit to wear just for him. Fuck. Now he would be moping AND horny for the whole weekend.
Mike hadn't intended to try to pick any of the ladies up, obviously, as Karynn was at the Con, too. He just REALLY wanted a chance to PLAY instead of running the game. A job running role playing games for pay had sounded great at the time, but it soured quickly.
He also wanted a chance to play with and make love to Karynn for a full weekend without having to worry about Brian calling him in to cover or play an unannounced game for unappreciative jerks.
When people had to pay for a game master, they expected everything to go exactly as they wanted, not as how the dice would normally determine. And some of the players were truly obnoxious. Like it was Mike's fault that Gary rolled a 1 and got Tom killed by goblins.
Mike really only kept this job because of Brian's brother, Derrick. Derrick was Brian's partner in the shop, and made sure Brian paid Mike good money, since Mike was the one who kept the shop in the black. Mike ran the wargames tournaments, ran the card game tournaments, and ran the RPG games for the customers. He handled restocking and ordering product from the distributors, and had good personal relations with all of their reps from the various companies.
Hell, recently, Mike had been getting feelers from some of the reps to see if he might be willing to either relocate to work for them, or run his own shop locally. They knew Brian, and really didn't like him, or his abrasive superior attitude.
Brian played on his phone, looked at porn on the shop computer, and hit on every customer with tits that walked through the door. He drove customers away with his shitty attitude, and it felt to Mike like he was trying to keep his customer base as small as he could.
Before Mike had come along, the shop was kept open only by money from Brian and Derrick's dad, who was himself a business partner of Mike's girlfriend's dad. They ran a string of drug and alcohol rehab clinics with the main location just 3 miles from the shop.
Mike had recently found out some other stuff about Brian, stuff that could put him away in prison for a long time if it got out. Out of respect for Derrick, however, he kept quiet. Derrick knew his brother was a complete fuckup, but he had promised their Mom he would take care of his little brother just before she had passed away from cancer.
Mike was 23, with short sandy blond hair, and was decently built. He had decided when he got out of the Navy that he would at least continue to exercise and be able to socialize so he wouldn't be the stereotypical nerdy gamer. He WAS a nerdy gamer, just not every hour of the day. He had the build of a swimmer, stood 6'2 and weighed 175 lbs.
He went out regularly with his friends from the shop, and a lot of them had started bringing their girlfriends along, too, after the games finished. It lets them get their geek time in, then satisfy their girls with some standard socializing.
All of the guy's girlfriends had become friends, as they all lost their men to the games one or more nights a week, and they had started hanging out with each other on those nights, and formed their own circle.
Some of them had tried to get involved in the regular game nights at the shop. Mike always did everything he could to make them feel welcome and tried to help them enjoy the game, and was usually the only one in the shop who wasn't trying to sniff their panties while they sat at the table.
Not that he didn't appreciate each of them. They were all pretty in their individual ways. He liked to look, but never felt the need to hassle them when they were trying to have fun. He'd have treated any of these women 10 times better than the asshats they were with, but that was just his opinion.
Jan, 31, was a big woman. At exactly 6 feet tall and over 220lbs, she carried her weight well, had enormous breasts (bigger than Mike's head), and a big ass that never quit. Her face was very pretty, with blue eyes, and she always wore makeup that did well to highlight her natural beauty. Her hair was natural blond and always shone, as it hung down to her amazonian ass. She was the most boisterous of the women.
Marcy was a skinny redhead, 21 years old, with freckles everywhere you could see skin. She was 5'5, and weighed 110 at most. Her small A cup breasts were never hidden by a bra, and she had a small, pert butt that was really only evident when she wore yoga pants. Sometimes described as plain looking, she was slight and willowy, with a hint of innocent mischief always visible in her green eyes.
There was exotic Leilani. She was a short woman of Hawaiian descent, 19 years old, standing at a towering 4'6. She was called chubby by the assholes in the group, but Mike preferred to think of her as voluptuous. At 115 lbs, she had C cup breasts that looked huge on her short body, and a cute little tummy bulge, with hips that flared out to a delicious firm ass you could roll dice on and not worry about them falling off. Her hair, like her eyes, was a deliciously dark chocolate color, tightly curly and always shiny. She loved to dance for everybody, and was really good at it.
Alicia was a gorgeously athletic black woman, who could have easily been a cheerleader in college if she chose, but preferred her Marine Biology courses and a strict daily workout routine. She was 21, stood 5'7 and was 110lbs, with beautiful brown eyes. Her B cup breasts were always covered by a lacy black bra visible through the tight white shirts she always seemed to paint on, and had a big muscular ass she always displayed in her yoga pants. She kept her hair in 4 tight braids that twisted back across her scalp and hung off the back of her head.
And lastly, there was Kim. She was 24, and had hair dyed a deep blue. She was 5'2 and 115lbs. And most of that was in her D cup tits and her big, pouty lips. She had a decent ass, a pretty face with eyes almost as blue as her hair, and always looked like she was fucking Mike with her eyes, but had a terrible stutter, and so would never really talk to him. She did all of her game communication through notes, which worked, as Whispersong the thief would hardly ever speak and ruin the mystery she had around herself.
Of course, the other guys almost always ruined it when the women showed up to play. Either their man would try to assert his nerdy dominance over her and refuse to let her speak, or he would try to play her character for her, or the other guys would horndog her and try to impress her away from her boyfriend. It almost always wound up being a one night attempt on the woman's part.
The exception was Karynn. She showed up to every Wednesday night session, to play her wild elf archer, and she spent the whole night pointedly ignoring Brian whenever she played. She didn't like him, she told Mike. He had hit on her constantly since their dad's went into business together.
Mike was lamenting his lost weekend plans and considering locking up early, since he had seen one customer in the last five hours, and was generally trying to avoid having a pity party for himself, when the door chimed as it opened.
In walked Jan, Marcy, and Kim. Jan had a big grin on her face, while Marcy Dashed to the miniatures section and started pulling out an assortment of pre-painted minis. Kim smiled at Mike shyly before dropping her eyes and hugging herself.
"Hey, Mike! Busy night tonight, huh?" Jan asked.
"Oh, yeah. One customer. Made a whopping $7. Today's electricity cost more. I don't know why Brian made me stay to keep the place open," Mike replied.
Kim mumbled something, but when Mike asked her to repeat it, she shook her head and blushed, refusing to speak more than a perfectly insult directed at Brian.
"H..h-h-he's an a-a-asshole" she stuttered softly, then blushed.
"So..." Jan started, "if it's not a hotbed of sales right now, wanna shut down and come hang with us? We all chipped in and bought a new game tonight. Altered World. And we all bought new dice for it. Want to come run a game and have some beers with us? We'll even provide the beer!"
"Ah, what the hell," Mike said, "why not? It's boring as hell here, and I love hanging with y'all! Sure, let's go!"
