I walk into the bedroom and see you sleeping. Even after such a rough night, and being thoroughly spent, I marvel that you still look amazing. I crawl onto the bed and stealthily pounce on you, the cool silk sheet the only thing separating us this time.
Your eyes pop open when you awaken, and you begin to thrash and squirm. But I have carefully immobilized you, trapping your arms and straddling you, fully expecting your catfighter's instincts to kick in here. As you are realizing that it is just me, I lean in and kiss you.
"Get up sleepy head, we've got work to do."
You grumble a bit and try to bury your head in the pillow, but soon yield to my playful advances and enthusiasm as I rush to the closet and pull out two skimpy entrance outfits.
"I've got a surprise for you kitten," I purr. "I remembered your measurements from Tokyo."
You smile, hold up the hanger and approvingly examine the shiny black outfit.
"Hurry up! Try it on!"
You grab the black booty shorts and wiggle into them. The shorts sparkle under the lights, hugging your apple-shaped ass perfectly, even raising it ever so slightly. As you spin for me to admire, everything looks perfect, down to the Japanese flag on the back pocket.
Then you try on the shiny black halter top, complete with little leather studs on the bra straps. You struggle to moor your sexy breasts, even needing my assistance to get them contained.
I can't resist cupping them..."You lucky bitch, they got even BIGGER since I last saw you!!"
Then I wiggle into my matching outfit, feel the cool fabric go over my smooth skin, then get everything in place under the skin tight booty shorts and Demi bra.
I playfully slap your perfect ass.
"You think I rode you hard last night, wait till you see what we do to the bitches on the other tag teams. There's plenty of sexy ass to kick!"
We grin simultaneously, our eyes sparkling at the prospect...