Play wrestling

You stride back out to the pool, seductively swaying your hips as you do so. By the time Alex sees you, you couldn’t have looked any better. Pretty pink bikini tightly hugging your curves? Check. Brunette pigtails fluttering slightly in the breeze? Check. Pale skin accented by the sun’s rays? Check. Overall, you were looking pretty freakin’ hot. Alex seems to think as much when he gets a look at you; his eyes practically pop out of his head.

“Hey Alex,” you say as you twirl one of your pigtails. You giggle a bit and lean forward slightly, showing off your cleavage.

Alex fidgets uncomfortably, trying his best not to eyefuck you. “Um...dude, what the fuck are you doing...?”

You walk over and sit next to him, and place one of his hands on your lap. The intimate contact makes you shiver, but you try to not let Alex notice. “You remember when Gwen said she could kick your ass if you tried to make a move on her?”

Alex has his mouth agape, but eventually stammers out, “Y-Yeah...?”

“And then you challenged her to a wrestling match, but she called you a pervert because you wanted her to be in a bikini...?” You absentmindedly play with one of your pigtails as you let your voice take a sultry tone.

“Where...are you going with this dude...?” Sweatdrops were dripping down Alex’s forehead. It’s clear he has an idea of where you’re going with this, but he doesn’t want to say anything out loud.

You hug one of Alex’s arms close to you, pressing it close to your breasts. “I was thinking...we could do that? Might be a little fun...you could just imagine I’m Gwen?” You flash Alex a wink, thoroughly enjoying your friend’s discomfort. Then you lean in close and whisper into his ear. “Whaddya say? Or you afraid to get your ass kicked by a girl?”