Naomi's Game
Naomi’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she slipped on the signature red and white plaid skirt. The material hugged her curvy hips, emphasizing the roundness of her ass. She bit her lip, remembering the sight that awaited her husband when he walked in on her getting ready for the big game.
“Damn, Naomi,” Jack mumbled, his eyes glued to the barely-there top, the words ‘Cheer Squad’ emblazoned across her chest. “You’re going to distract the whole stadium.” Naomi giggled, tossing her long, dark hair over her shoulder. “That’s the idea, isn’t it?”
She sauntered over to him, her heels clicking on the polished hardwood floor. “Besides, I need your help with the pom-poms. Can’t have these loose.” She thrust her arms towards him expectantly, the gestures pushing her chest out proudly. Jack’s mouth went dry as he reached for the colorful prop, his fingers brushing against the soft, supple skin of her arms.
“Don’t get distracted, Naomi,” he warned, trying to maintain his composure. “We have a deal.” Naomi batted her lashes, her sapphire eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh, I know, darling. You think you’re in control.” She leaned in close, her breath tickling his ear as she whispered, “But I always get what I want.”