Nat and Dean have been together for 10 years. Having a 3 year old child, she had difficulty getting back to her peak athletic build she had prior to the pregnancy. So Dean promised her that when she did hit her target weight, he would allow her to find a boy-toy on the side. The one condition however, he had to be under 20 and at least the age of consent.
This fueled her, more than Dean was expecting. To be honest, Dean was always turned on thinking of her fucking a young guy, possibly a stripper, but never thought the idea would materialize into reality. She pushed the idea to him ever since, seeing how he got so hard got him horny like mad. When he would fuck her, he would whisper that she could have any young guy she wanted. Soon, Natasha would be dropping the weight and surging her confidence.
Natasha in her early years was a skateboarder, she never really lost the style, although she adapted it to a more mature and cleaner look. Some would call it swag. She always wore high top skate shoes, such as Osiris', DCs, etc... it was her trademark look. Every outfit she bought would go along with her choice of sneakers. Even of the hottest day of the year, you could find her wearing her loose high top shoes. This was perfect for Dean, he loved the look and he had a deep shoe fetish for her. Often times he would fuck her while smelling the inside of the shoe she wore that day.
The aroma was a very feminine scent. These were shoes that she wore barefoot, with ankle socks, with stockings, even fishnets. If it had to be described, the scent was slightly of corn chips, or maybe popcorn.
The day came that Natasha's target weight was achieved. She had the body of a goddess. Slim and athletic, nice firm boobs that perked upwards slightly when she was horny. She never mentioned to Dean that she was now looking for a guy, she thought it could be a surprise.
Dean had also promised her a full body hair laser removal treatment, tanning sessions and the like. She took full advantage, her skin was tight, tanned and smooth as a babies... everywhere.
Natasha played a lot of online games, had a lot of young guys that friended her, ages varied from 16 to 19, anything older than that she ignored. Some of these guys tempted her, but none lived anywhere close enough.
One day, at the mall she worked at. Coming out of the trendy fashion store on her break, she saw a group of older highschool guys, they had to be at least 17, if not older. The one she had her eye on however was the most muscular of the bunch, wearing a Deftones t-shirt. These guys were definitely on one of the sports teams. Quickly she surmised a plan to "misplace" her phone right next to him. She walked over, flattening her baby-doll t-shirt and straightening her plaid school girl skater skirt, she checked herself out, tight-knit fishnets, black and pink Osiris high top sneakers, she loved the way it all came together, he didn't stand a chance.
"Hi there," she said with a cute little blush, "I saw you were wearing a Deftones shirt, I fucking LOVE those guys, did you see them a couple years back when they came to town?" she asked, slightly popping her heel out of her high-top shoe as her foot went slightly sideways in a confident display of cute shyness.
The young boy turned his head and his eyes went wide, "Oh hi, uhm... no I didn't, it was 19+ at that concert and I wasn't old enough... I'm still not old enough, it's so stupid." he replied blushing.
Nat put her phone down on the table directly next to him and bent down to adjust her shoe back onto her dainty little stocking clad foot. "You missed one hell of a show! They played all the good ones, I'll never forget it!" she said, looking up at him as she finished fixing her sneaker. She noticed while down on one knee that he too was wearing high-tops, Osiris Shoes, just like she was. "Oh man, sweet kicks kiddo!" she added with a playful wink.
"Thanks! You have good taste! Girls should wear more sneakers like that." he said, slightly blushing because of the unintended flirt.
"That's all I wear" Nat replied. She leaned over to whisper to him, granting him the sweet smell of her fragrance, "I'm good friends with the owner of the skate shop here in the mall, if you want a good price on some new shoes, come by the store I work at," she said, pointing over at the fashion store down the hall. "I'll hook you up!" she said enthusiastically, "Ok boys, I gotta go, see ya around!" she walked away deliciously.
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Nat couldn't stop thinking about this guy for the rest of her shift, even going so far as to touching herself in the backroom, fantasizing about this hunk. She glanced at the food court a few times during the rest of her shift, the boys were gone, and so was her phone! Apparently the stud took it with him, she hoped.
Closing time came, locking up the doors of the store, Nat was thrilled, anxious and excited all at once. Her heart was throbbing as she picked up the phone from the store and dialed her cell phone number. The phone began to ring and someone picked up.
"Hello?" Nat immediately recognized the young studs voice.
"Oh my god, is this? You're the guy I was talking to earlier today!" Nat exclaimed excitedly.
"Oh hi! I thought you would probably end up calling your phone, so I pocketed it and hoped!" he replied, Nat could tell he was smirking. "Do I uh... do I get any kind of reward for keeping it safe?" he asked, shyly. Obviously his immaturity was seeping through with that hopefulness.
"I guess I can reward my little hero! How's about a movie? 100% my treat!" she said enthusiastically.
"As long as you wear those sneakers you were wearing today," he replied with an obvious smile, "I gotta be honest, I really have a 'thing' for your look, it's a massive, and I mean massive turn on." he replied, his voice trailing off shyly.