"Distract" your opponent

You decide to play the psychological game. You plant your feet and lean slightly backwards, hoping I take the bait. This move gives me the edge in the struggle and I immediately take it, stepping forward to try and overpower you. Right where you want me, you press your hips forwards and brush your spandex covered bulge against the skimpy speedo I'm wearing. "Huh..?" Though the move was risky, it paid off in spades as I completely freeze on the spot, my cheeks filling with crimson and my eyes widening beneath my dark messy hair. My eyes are locked on yours, too embarrassed to look down to confirm what I know just happened, and you smile evilly as you decide how best to take advantage of my pause.