It was only about 10:30pm when I got out of the shower, but I was done for tonight. I had originally planned to play late since it was Saturday, but I had a very good orgasm earlier and the guilt had taken over.

I checked my email. Forty-four replies. God, there are so many people wanting sex.

As usual, most of the replies were immediately deleted, but I did get one back from the ‘Professor’.

He gave me his phone number and address. I looked the address up at a mapping site and it is a very expensive, secluded neighborhood on a lake about 20 minutes north of here. Maybe he really was a professor.

He told me what I was doing was dangerous, that he was worried about me and that I could call him, or come to his house, any time if I needed someone to talk to, even if I didn’t want to try his experimental corporal punishment treatment.

It’s… comforting to know someone cares about me. I mean, I know my family cares, but I could never talk to them about this. I think I may call him tomorrow.

*****

It was 11pm and the quiet, lonely house was giving me nothing to do but stew in my pot of shame. I had to get out and do something.

I decided to text Ben.

‘Hi… still playing your card game?’

‘HI! um… I don’t even know your name.’

‘Ashley’

‘Hi, Ashley. No, we just started a different game.’

‘A different card game?’

‘No, this one is a board game.’

‘Like Monopoly?’

‘No, it’s hard to explain. You play a hero, roll dice, fight monsters.’

‘Oh. So you will still be busy for a while?’

‘Yeah, sorry.’

‘OK, No problem.’

Damn.

*****

It was about 11:45pm when I pulled up at Ben’s apartment.

I pulled out my phone and texted Ben.

‘Sorry to bother you again. Don’t let your friends see these texts right now, OK?’

‘Uh, ok…’

‘Are you still playing your hero game?’

‘Yes’

‘Would you like to be a hero to your friends?’

‘What?’

‘Your friends. You want to raise your status with them some?’

‘I guess, what do you mean?’

I didn’t reply but walked up and knocked on Ben’s door. A tall, geeky, but not unattractive guy answered. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.

“Uh…” he stammered, eyes wide open.

“Hi, is Ben here?”” I asked.

“Ben?…uh… yeah… uh… Ben… you mean Ben Simpson?”

“Um… yes.”

“Sure… uh… I’ll get… BEN!!!!… BEEEENNNNN!”

“What is wrong with you?” Ben asked as he approached the door.

“Uh… Ashley?” Ben said in shock.

“Hi, Ben!” I said, smiling and waving.

“Um… come on in.” Ben invited, as the tall guy ran in to the other room, quickly emerging with another geek, slim but not as tall.

“I… didn’t expect to see you…” Ben said, confused.

Both geek were staring at me, eyes wide and mouths hanging open.

“Sorry, Ben. I just missed you!” I put my arms around his neck and gave him a peck on the lips.

The geeks looked at each other and made “No way!” expressions.

“I… I missed you too, Ashley.” Ben replied, tugging his belt upwards with both hands and puffing his chest out a bit.

“I know it’s game night for you guys, but could I maybe just watch? I won’t bother you, I promise! ”

“Uh, sure, Ashley. Come on in.” Ben said, as he led me to the kitchen, “We’re in here.”

The geeks didn’t move. I could feel their eyes on my ass as I walked past them, and heard them making “Oh My God!” noises and laughing once I was in the kitchen. I was wearing panties and a bra tonight, but my skirt and blouse were fairly tight.

“Come on, guys!” Ben said, slightly annoyed at them.

“This is Brad,” Ben said, pointing at the tall one, “And this is Eric.”

“Hi, Brad! Hi Eric!” I said with pep, trying to sound cute.

“Hi, Ashley.” Brad said.

“Uh… hi.” Eric said.

“Here you go, Ashley.” Ben said, scooting a chair up to the table.

I sat down on the chair and looked at the table. There was a large board covered with hexagons, and little plastic monsters and things that looked like furniture and treasure chests all over it.

“Wow, this looks complicated!”

“It’s not really that hard.” Brad replied.

“That’s what she said.” I joked.

Dead silence.

“Come on guys, it was a joke.”

They all started laughing, breaking the awkwardness.

“What are these three little people for?”

“That’s us.” Brad said.

“Huh?”

“Those are our characters.” Ben explained.

“Which one of you is the girl with the bow and arrows?”

“Um… me.” Eric said.

I giggled.

“Why is that guy wearing a dress?”

“It’s a robe.” Brad said, slightly offended, “He’s a wizard.”

“Oh. Who’s the big, strong guy with the huge… sword?”

“That’s me.” Ben said. I looked at him and winked, making sure Brad and Eric saw me do it.

“OK, you guys go ahead. I’ll sit and watch.”

“OK”, Ben began, “I… I guess I’ll move here and attack the goblin.”

“Well, that’s mean.” I said.

“What?” Ben asked.

“You’re going to hit him for no reason?”

“Uhh… he’s evil.”

“What did he do?”

“I… uh… he’s guarding this chest.”

“So you’re going to hit him and take his stuff?”

“It’s… he works for an evil… you just don’t understand.”

“OK, I’ll be quiet.”

I sat there and watched them move little plastic things around, roll dice and argue about +2 this or that until I was about to fall asleep. It had been about 10 minutes.

“Where’s your restroom?” I asked, trying to suppress a yawn.

“Down that hall, on the right.” Ben said, pointing behind me.

After using the restroom, I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse and walked out of the restroom. I didn’t come here to have sex, but I was really bored and decided it would be fun to tease them a little.

Right across the hall from the restroom was apparently Ben’s bedroom. The door was cracked open and I could see a bookshelf full of action figures, statues and toys. They were from sci-fi and horror movies, and comic books I think.

I pushed the door open and audibly gasped. Every inch of every wall was covered with shelves full of the stuff. Space ships hung from the ceiling and the cardboard thing I fucked him for was there next to two others. There was barely room to walk around in there.

I pulled the door closed again. A week ago I would have thought this guy was a completely obsessed loser, but at least he can’t get arrested, pregnant or a horrible disease from his obsession.

I walked back in to the kitchen and sat down, folding my arms under my breasts to push them up and leaned over the table slightly.

They continued to play their game and steal glances at my chest.

“How long do these games usually take?” I asked.

“Two or three hours.” Ben answered.

God, I can’t sit here much longer. I briefly considered going to the gas station.

“So, where do you guys live?” I asked.

“I have an apartment in Meadowgreen down the street,” Brad said, “And Eric lives with his…”

“Me and Brad are getting an apartment together next month!” Eric interrupted.

“Do you have an action figure shrine as big as Ben’s?” I asked Brad.

“No, I sold most of it.” he replied.

“I bought a lot of it.” Ben added.

“You don’t have a roommate or anything to help pay it?”

“Nope, just me.