Time to ask Natasha

Matt had been patient. All of his messing around with the other girls had been leading up to one thing--his fantasy about a threesome with Natasha and Tanya. Not only were those two girls the hottest in the school, they also were generally considered the coolest. Anyone who could score with either girl would be made for the coming year. Anyone who could score a threesome would go down in the annals of the school as the ultimate winner.

That said, he'd had to prove himself, dance with other girls to make sure she understood that he was desirable to her competition. With luck, that could pique her interest. His dad had always claimed that the easiest way to find a job was to have a job. From what he'd seen watching Karen, the easiest way to get a girlfriend was to have a girlfriend.

He was feeling pretty confident when he walked up to the ebony-haired beauty.

Natasha was, as always, talking with Tanya when he walked up to her. As always, she looked hot in a pair of cutoff jeans that exposed her butt cheeks and a peasant blouse cut high to show off her sexy midriff and low to give him a tantalizing glimpse of heaven. It was all he could do not to reach out and grab one of those breasts.

Somehow he managed to restrain himself.

"Hey Natasha."

{if Natasha>20}She looked at him before finally nodding. "What's new, Matt?"{else}She stared at him for a moment before turning back to Tanya.{endif}

"I wondered if you want to dance."

{if triedtanya=true}"What am I, sloppy seconds. Buzz off, creep."

{elseif Natasha>50}Natasha looked him up and down. Good thing he'd been working the pushup thing although he still hadn't bulked up like the football jerks. "What the hell. Those football jerks would rather leer at me from their circle-jerks than actually ask me to dance. Sure, Matt. Why the hell not?"

She practically dragged him to the center of the dance floor and proceeded to put on a clinic of how to dance by herself while actually having a partner on the floor. If she was interested in rubbing her body on his, she disguised it well enough to fool him. But she was dancing with him and she was hot and every move she made put her long legs, slender waist and grapefruit-sized tits on display.

When the song ended, she grabbed his shoulder and kissed his cheek. "That was fun, Matt. Maybe we can do something again sometime."

Hell yeah. There was something he wanted to do and it involved his dick and her face. Some hint of reason told him now was not the time to suggest it.

"I had fun too," he admitted.

"Well of course you did." She headed back to where Tanya waited leaving Matt alone in the middle of the dance floor.

{else}"Omygod, Tanya, can you believe that. Get out of here{if Natasha<0}, loser{endif}."{endif}