Ly Shy Shopkeeper

Breathing a sigh of relief, Ian said goodbye to his last customer and shut the door behind them. As much as he loved running one of the only shops in Gaia, it meant hard work and long hours, and he was finally ready to take a break. He’d open back up in a little while, he just needed some time to rest first. He was just starting to turn off the lights when he realized he wasn’t alone.

“Excuse me miss,” he called out, trying to get the girl’s attention. “I’m sorry, but we’re closed.”

“Good.”

Confused, Ian started towards the girl. “Can I help you with something then?”

She smiled. “Not really.”

Now he was really confused. He was trying to be polite, but wasn’t sure how exactly to ask the girl to leave. On top of that he had to wonder if there was something wrong with her.

“I think,” she continued. “That I can help you though.”

“Help me?”

She nodded, stepping dangerously close to the shopkeeper. “You look like you could use a little help.” Her gray eyes stared at him while her lips formed into a smirk.

“I’m… I’m sorry ma’am, but I don’t know what you mean. I am afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave though, I need a little time to relax.” Ian stammered.

She moved a tiny bit closer until her breasts pushed against his shirt. From the waist up she wore only a large white button uirt irt that left little to the imagination, and though Ian had no intention of admitting it, he found the simplistic attire quite arousing. From the waist down she wore a simple pair of jeans and tennis shoes, a far cry from the outlandish outfits he saw girls wearing every day.

“Who said anything about relaxing?” She asked, finishing her approach and delicately brushing her lips against his.

Shocked and embarrassed, Ian stepped backwards until his back was pressed against the counter, leaving him nowhere else to go. “I don’t even know you!”

The girl sighed, emitting a sense of frustration. “Ian, let’s be serious here. You work all day. You stay here with your cat and you dream of someday getting cozy with Sasha or Ruby but deep down you know it won’t happen. I’ve seen you, I’ve seen that look in your eye when a couple wanders into the store, and I know you secretly are jealous of them. You’re jealous because your heart belongs to this store, and you don’t think anyone else could accept that.”

“That’s not true!” Ian insisted, though in reality it was.

“I know how badly you want to interact with people and I’m here to give you that.” She once again stepped close enough so that he could smell the sweet fragrance of her deep red hair. “Just let me.”

Before Ian could protest, the girl covered his mouth in a kiss. He tried to fight against it, but as much as his mind wanted to, his body betrayed him. Instead of pushing her away he found himself responding to her kiss in every way imaginable. His arousal only intensified when she pressed her body as tightly as she could against his, causing him to kiss her more hungrily than even she could have anticipated.

Finally he pulled away, breathing heavily. “Wait, this isn’t right. Why… why me?” His mind was starting to regain control, much to his body’s dismay.

“Simple,” she said, still leaning into him. “I see you in here ever day, and every day I imagine what it would be like to be with you. Finally I got sick of imagining it.”

“But-“

She wasn’t going to let him protest, this time she quickly stuck her hands under is jacket, causing it to slide off his arms and onto the floor. He was surprised at her prowess, while she was annoyed that he was also wearing a sweater over yet another shirt.

“Take off your sweater,” she whispered seductively. It was a long shot but it was worth a try.

“What? No! I mean… I don’t even know your name.”

Again she sighed. “It’s Sin, now take off your sweater.” As she talked she worked her hands underneath his sweater, urging him to comply.

“Sin? That’s an odd name.” He wasn’t really fighting her, but he wasn’t being cooperative either.

“It’s a nickname, are you happy?” Sin was getting annoyed at this point. Finally she gave up the seductive act and yanked the sweater over his head, causing his hat to fly over the counter and nearly ripping off his ears in the process.

“I think-“

“I don’t care what you think,” Sin growled, aggressively pushing him back against the counter. She captured his lips once again, but this time she was the one acting hungry. While she kissed him she pulled on the white shirt that separated her from his skin, popping buttons off as she tugged.

Ian knew this wasn’t right. He knew this was a girl he had never met before, and therefore this was one of those things in life that simply was not supposed to happen. However, it seemed that it really was happening, and he was powerless to stop it. Granted he probably could have forced her off him if he really wanted to, but… well he really didn’t. Surprising the both of them, he reached his hand up and unbuttoned Sin’s shirt, deciding to take the delicate approach rather than vicivicious one she had used on his.

She pulled back to shrug the useless garment off, revealing soft, pale breasts. Her smile teased him, making him wonder how she was so brazen in her near nakedness. Had she done this before? He supposed she had, as effortless as this all had been for her.

“Well?” Sin said quietly, her tone somewhere between seductive and sweet.

Feeling his face redden, Ian tossed his shirt aside and stepped towards her. “I have… a bed… it’s in the back.”

Sin smiled, softly placing her hands on his chest. “Not yet. I want to remember this every time I walk into your shop.”

A chill ran through Ian’s body as his sudden mystery girl ran her nails across his chest. It was so unbelievably smooth that she couldn’t stop herself from trailing her tongue along his sternum, leaving little nips and kisses as she went. When she got to the waistband of his pants she looked up at him, relishing the anticipation in his eyes. Silently she unbuttoned his pants, but much to her surprise he stopped her.

“Come here,” he said, signaling for her to stand up. In an uncharacteristic obedience she did what she was told, which gave Ian his turn to smirk. He unbuttoned her pants a little more clumsily than he would have liked, and she stepped out of them without question, kicking her shoes off as she went. She was left standing in nothing but a black pair of underwear, which she removed both carefully and deliberately. This was a show he wouldn’t soon forget, after all.

“May I go back to what I was doing now?” She asked, teasingly. He didn’t need to respond, as she didn’t wait for an answer anyway.

Sin dropped down to her knees and tugged Ian’s pants off, pulling his underwear with them. This was no time for romantic movie drabble, she wanted to taste him now. Ian held his breath, worried about what might happen next. In seconds Sin gave him nothing to worry about.

Biting her lower lip and smiling, she gently ran her fingertips along the length of him, and moved in to gently kiss the tip. He was clearly not used to so much attention between his thighs, at least not from another person, and he already looked as if he was going to fall over. Still, Sin couldn’t let things move to the bedroom just yet. Not letting her attention waver from the new toy just inches from her lips, she flicked her tongue across the tip, and then let it slide down the shaft. Finally she took it into her mouth, pumping her mouth and hand in a rhythm that made Ian’s knees buckle.

“Stop, please,” he beggrestresting his hand on the top of her head. “Oh my God.”

Sin pouted, but did as was requested. Taking Ian’s hand into her own she leaned in and touched her lips to his ear. “Why don’t you take me to your bedroom now?”

He was more than willing to oblige. Regaining some of his composure, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her through a wooden door on the back wall, entering his small sleeping quarters. The majority of the space in his room was taken up by books, which didn’t surprise Sin at all. She’d imagined him as the bookish type.

Ian laid her down on the bed and stood for a second, taking the sight in. A beautiful naked girl was on his bed and to be honest he still wasn’t certain this wasn’t all just a dream. Taking a deep breath he joined her on the bed, carefully placing his own body over her slender one.

“Come on Ian,” Sin whispered. She bit her lip and this time she was the one who looked earnest. “Please?”

Feeling suddenly empowered, Ian entered her slowly, only to stop and pull back, teasing her with the tip of his penis. Sin realized she was no longer in control, but she didn’t intend on letting that last too long, for a second though she writhed underneath him, begging him to go on.

It lasted only a second. “Ian,” she hissed. “I want you now.”

And she was to have her way, as she wiggled out from underneath him and coaxed him onto his back. Once again in control, Sin mounted the shopkeeper and rested her hands on his chest for support. Throwing her head back she began to fuck him, slow at first and then faster until even he couldn’t help but let out his own string of expletives. Bringing her gaze back to Ian’s face she smiled as he came, the warm liquid filling her and spurring her on until she too cried out in delicious satisfaction. She melted on top of him, neither caring about the mess they had created. Ian couldn’t fight sleep after that moment, and soon Sin was left watching his chest rise and fall in final happiness.

***

The next morning Ian awoke to find Sin gone, though she hadn’t completely made her escape yet. She had gathered her clothes from the other room and was dressed, having hesitated only a minute too long.

“Hey,” he called out, wiping the sleep from his eyes. “What are you doing?”

She sighed, wishing she had just left after getting dressed. “Ian, last night was great, it really was. Still, it was a n a night, no big deal.”

“No big deal?” Ian almost leapt out of bed, but upon remembering his nakedness he sat up instead. “What do you mean no big deal?”

“You’re really a sweet guy, you know that? You’ll find the perfect girl someday. But think about it Ian, if you were asked yesterday if you would fall for a girl who threw herself at you after closing time, you’d say no wouldn’t you? You might not be quite so rude, but secretly you’d think she would have to be a whore to do something like that.”

He said nothing, knowing she was right once again.

“Last night was just one incredible night, let’s just leave it at that.” She walked towards the bed and kissed his forehead before ducking out a back entrance of the shop.

Not believing all that had just happened, Ian flopped back down in bed. He suddenly didn’t feel like opening the shop that morning, all he wanted was to chase that girl down and kiss her like he had last night. She was right though, and he knew it. Reluctantly he climbed out of bed for a quick shower before opening the shop.