Runnin' Down a Dream

Angel whistled as Natasha stepped out of the dressing room, her eyes immediately drawn to the woman's body and the new costume that oh-so-perfectly covered her. She couldn't deny that she was impressed, and more than a little attracted to the sight, feeling a certain warmth spreading through her as her eyes traced up and down Natasha's body.

When the bluenette stopped in front of her, striking her pose, Angel let her eyes race down her body, then back up again, briefly hovering on her hips and then her chest before meeting Natasha's eyes. She lifted her hands and began to softly and slowly clap, flashing Natasha a wide grin.

"I approve, chica. It's damn good looking, and you pull it off damn well..."

It was quite a rare thing for Natasha but she actually found herself blushing softly as Angel made her approval known quite clearly with just the look in her eyes which roamed over Natasha's body. To say Natasha was used to people staring at her was the understatement of the century, but even so she found herself feeling a bit hot under her non existent collar with Angel checking her out in the new outfit. She gave another spin, stopping halfway to show off the back of the sexy number, and then turned back to face Angel, giving her a quick bow with a flourish of her arm.

"Why thank you Angel, I feel quite good wearing this!" She said while turning her body this way and that to further check it out herself, only to then half lunge at Layla for a hug. "Thank you thank you!" Natasha let out, holding onto the woman she considered family before letting her go. "I can't wait to wear this in the ring!"

Angel let her eyes drift downwards as Natasha turned away, quite obviously checking out her bottom, then looked back up as Natasha spun back towards her and bowed in her direction.

She waited until Natasha had given Layla her hug before stepping up beside the bluenette. She slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her in close, grinning to the seamtress.

"Alright, alright. I'm convinced," she said, giving the Frenchwoman a little squeeze against herself. "After seeing how good Natty looks in her outfit, I can't pass up getting a new costume for myself. What have I got to do to make this happen, chica?"

Natasha finally released her Aunt from her enthusiastic embrace, the older blonde looking a little out of breath afterward but otherwise no worse for wear. "Well I guess that means you love it Nat. You really do fill it out perfectly, I don't know if even your mother could wear it any better." Layla said after taking a moment to catch her breath. She watched Angel come up behind Natasha but purposefully looked away so as not to alert the bluenette before the latina had the chance to wrap an arm around her.

"Oh? Another accident like earlier when you ran into me?" Natasha teased, reaching back with one arm to wrap it around the woman's waist, pressing herself further up against Angel's admittedly sexy body. "And I do look great don't I?"

Layala giggled at that, her eyes lighting up as Angel accepted her offer from earlier. "Glad to hear it Angel. First things first I'll need to take your measurements, but I can't do that until we get you out of those clothes. So if you'd like to get started today go ahead and strip down to your underwear and I'll begin."

Angel was taken aback for a moment, caught by surprise at Layla's quick offer, but she soon shrugged it off. Of course Layla wanted to get things started quick. She was a professional and excited for the new job. Angel should have guessed she would want to start quick.

The Latina wiggled away from Natasha, and soon had removed her hoodie, handing it to the bluenette to hold for her. "Keep an eye out, chica," she teased with a smile aimed at Natasha. "Make sure no one tries to get a picture, alright? I can't have just anyone snapping photos of me!"

She then grabbed her shirt and in one quick motion removed it, and soon enough her pants and her shoes followed, leaving the Latina in her underwear, a snug-fitting blue bra and a matching set of panties. She turned to Layla and tilted her head towards her, posing with her hands on her hips in front of her. "Alright, chica. I'm ready."

Natasha kept herself pressed back against Angel for a few moments while the woman was trying to pull away, giving her a slight nudge with her rear when she finally managed to take a step away from her. She leaned in though to whisper into Angel's ear, turning her back to Layla so her Aunt couldn't read her lips and make out what she was saying. "She never takes new clients like this, Layla is very selective about the projects she takes on, she must really like you."

That said Natasha was now the one to pull away from Angel, the woman however handed Natasha her hoodie before telling her to keep a look out. Angel could have gone to the back to have her measurements taken but instead she was stripping down without a care right there in the middle of the shop, not that Natasha was going to complain. She turned around just long enough to close the blinds and lock the door and when her gaze returned to Angel the room suddenly felt much warmer. "You know I don't think anyone would complain if you ran in just that Angel, I know I wouldn't." Natasha complimented the latina, her eyes roaming freely over the woman's nearly naked body with noticeable stops at her rear and chest.

"You don't waste time, I like that." Layla said as Amber handed her a small notepad and a pencil, the blond woman walking slowly around Angel while taking down notes here and there without ever taking her eyes off of Angel. After a minute of this she stopped and handed the notepad off to Amber. "Alright all done, you can dress if you wish though my niece doesn't seem to mind." The woman said with Natasha sticking her tongue out at her.

"I know you wouldn't," Angel answered Natasha with a smile, looking over her shoulder at her before turning her attention back to Layla.

"I do things fast," she replied to her, holding out her arms to the sides, standing up straight and letting the seamstress get a full, complete reading of her. Once Layla was done, she leaned over, her shapely bottom pointed at Natasha as she gathered her clothes up off the floor, standing back up afterwards as she started to slip back into her outfit.

Once she was finished with that, Angel turned to Natasha, going to take her hoodie back, then turned back to Layla again. "So...how long before you have something for me, do you think?" She asked, a hint of eagerness in her voice.

Natasha couldn't help but let her displeasure at how quickly Layla had finished measuring Angel known with a very audible sigh of discontent, tilting her head to the right as she got her last glimpse of the stripped down Latina before she slipped back into her clothes. "Geez auntie couldn't you have taken just a bit longer." She said while flashing the older woman a wink which got a laugh out of Layla.

"Business first Natasha you know that." Layla replied with a rolling of her eyes before turning back to Angel. "As for a time table normally I'd say a month but since you're a friend of Natasha's come back tomorrow. I've got a few other designs I'm working on but they can wait another day, plus I already have somthing in mind that would be perfect."

Angel gave Layla a smile and nod, acknowledging her words in a friendly manner. "Tomorrow. Got it. I'll be back tomorrow then, chica. I'm excited to see what you've got for me!"

She then turned back to Natasha, pulling out her phone for a moment to glance at the time before looking back up at the bluenette. "So, Natty. It's starting to get pretty deep into the day. I've got some things I still need to do, and you have your radio thing to get to, don't you? We should probably both get going then, you know?"

She grinned though, and leaned towards the woman, playfully nudging her again with her elbow. "You probably want to come back with tomorrow to see my new outfit though, don't you? Why don't we make plans to meet up again tomorrow morning?"

Natasha glanced over to a clock on the wall behind the counter, finding that the radio interview was less than an hour away at this point. Time really did fly when one was having fun it seemed. "Uh I'd say you have a point there Angel, can't be late or I'll never hear the end of it from management." She said with a shrug, throwing her hands up in the air in the globally recognized "what can you do?" gesture.

"I was already going to have aunt Layla call me when you were coming in so, we might as well." Natasha replied with a smirk as she pulled out her phone, handing it over to Angel. "Lets exchange numbers and just call me tomorrow when you're coming in. I don't have anything planned until that evening so I'll be here."