The story of Natalie - Part 9: Spoiled to the last penny

The money and the note left me stunned for a moment. I stared at what I was seeing in disbelief and wondered if something else happened. My dad gave me money all the time for things *I* asked for, but now he was giving me money as if *he* was asking for something. What did he mean by writing "spoil yourself". What was I supposed to buy? How do you spoil a boy? A man? ... your dad?

I felt more clueless than I actually was. My mind was racing at the idea of what it meant to spoil myself; deep down, I knew exactly what he meant. I had a good idea of what he wanted. Mom and my brothers would be gone all weekend long with their friends. They'd be doing whatever boys in the wilderness do. My mom would be at the spa and, as soon as she arrived, would have a glass of wine in one hand, a book in the other, a powered off phone in her pocket, and several days to herself to get away. I overheard dad say that we'd probably go biking one afternoon to a cafe I always enjoyed and then see a movie in the cinema the next day. I think my mom really had hoped I'd have the chance to go with my friend that weekend too, but I was glad my friends were busy. I had to lie a little bit to convince her though.

Wow, how slutty was my Dad's little Natty becoming? Lying to be naked with her dad.

My brothers took off fairly early in the morning. As it was a holiday on Monday, they likely wouldn't be back until then. Mom took off later after I had to assure her at least seven times I was going to be fine until dad got home from work a little later. I began to be a bit nervous that she'd take so long I wouldn't have time to spoil myself like my dad asked before she left, but I think my mom's desire to be free for a few days finally overcome her careful, motherly instinct. Truly, not a moment too soon.

I scribbled a note and left it where I knew my dad would see it. "Went biking with friends. Be back by dinner." I think he'll know where I've really gone, right?

I hopped on my bike and went as fast as I could to the store. The sooner I got there, the more time I'd be able to shop and really figure out how I wanted to spoil myself. I felt so big in the store and, yet, also so out of place. Nervous. Scared. My heart was racing a little in my chest and my breathing was flustered. It wasn't uncommon for girls my age to be here, but more uncommon for them to be alone and even more uncommon for them to be in the more adult section of the store for as long as I would be.

I picked up a bottle of something. It looked like dense glitter in a oil or gel mixture. The label read, "Sol de Janeiro GlowMotions". I had to read it again in case I missed something. Nope. It's cute, but what is it? I turned the bottle around to read more. My mind reading every single word and discarding anything that didn't immediately tell me what it was. Finally, "glowing body oil" caught my eye. I kept reading until I found, "Place directly on skin for soft, sensual glow".

I tried it on a small spot on my wrist and immediately knew it was coming home with me. I found a light shade of purple that looked soft and appeared to compliment my paler skin with a subtle hue. In my bag it went. And a gold one just like it in case I wanted something different. I went through more, but decided I needed a lipstick and eyeliner. Mom had already bought me foundation for my face and a blush for my lips, but I wanted something stronger. Bolder. I found them both in purple too. It felt right. I picked up another lipstick. The color was labelled "'Fuck Me' Red". I had to have that too.

I went past some other things I thought were cute and ideas for another time before I settled on an all black, lace bodysuit. It wasn't fancy, but it'll do exactly what I wanted. I picked up a pair of light purple thigh highs nearby too that looked cute with the purple body oil.

I thought I was done and was counting money. Dad was more than generous and I had still had some to spare. I thought about other outfits, but decided against them for now. I had enough. It's time to go ho -.

I froze. "Is that what I think it is?", I asked myself quietly after my eyes locked on something in particular. I looked at the box more carefully. I knew what toys for girls were but didn't know what the box they came in looked like at the store. It took me more than several moments for me to study and understand the different options. I grabbed a vibrating one that looked like it could go deep in me without hurting.

Why not get it? After all, I can spoil myself too.