“This one is kind of silly, but I thought you might have fun with it.”
Smiling he rips off the wrapping paper, his eyes lighting up when he sees the laser gun set. “Oh,lisichka, I’m so going to kick your ass with this,” he says with a laugh. “I love it, baby. Thank you.”
He tears open the box and grabs one of the sensors, slipping the vest over my head before buckling the straps. I look down and laugh at the serious side boob I’m sporting.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to play with it,” he says as if I’m the weirdo for not understanding that of course we’d be immediately jumping into a game of naked laser tag.
He slips the other sensor vest over his head, and even loosening the straps as much as possible, I’m still only able to buckle one side because his chest is just too damn broad and muscular, not that I’m complaining.
With a downright wicked glint in his eyes, he turns both guns on and hands me one.
“Better run,lisichka.”
I look at him like he must be joking, but all he does is give me a wink and lift me up, giving me a sharp smack on my bare ass to get me moving.
“I’ll give you a tiny head start, baby, and then it’s on.”
“This hardly seems fair since I’ve never shot a gun before in my life.”
He laughs and stands up, not seeming to give the slightest fuck that he’s still naked. I look down at him, admiring how big he still looks even when soft.
“Eyes up here, sweetheart.”
I look up to see his green eyes lit up with amusement.
“If you keep getting distracted by my cock, you’re going to be very easy to beat.”
“Two can play at this game, Sasha,” I say, taking a few steps back before turning around and giving him an eyeful of ass as I run off down the hall towards the spare bedroom. I hear the deep groan he gives right as I disappear around the corner.
Chapter16
Aleksandr
Iwatch my wife’s perfect, round ass disappear around the corner and force myself to wait a few more seconds before silently following her. Leaning against the wall beside the open door, I turn my head and look into the room. Darting my eyes around long enough to not see her anywhere, I walk towards the bathroom door, keeping my laser gun out and ready. She couldn’t have found a better gift for me if she’d tried. Naked laser tag is my new favorite thing, and I’m guessing she’s going to regret buying this for me pretty damn quickly.
Eyeing the shower curtain, I step into the bathroom and pull back the dark curtain, fully prepared to laser the hell out of my wife, but it’s empty. When I turn back around, I see the closet door is now open, and I let out laugh.
“Sneaky little fox,” I call out to her. “Keep running, baby. I’ll find you soon enough.”
I hear her let out a giggle right before I hear the sound of her thudding up the stairs. My wife could use some lessons in how to be stealthy. I take the stairs two at a time and step into our room. Holly lets out a yelp and tries to run for the bathroom, but I fire off a shot and hit her sensor, laughing when I hear the satisfying victory beep it gives, letting me know I’ve hit my target.
She laughs and turns around, shooting her gun several times and missing every single one. I’m laughing so hard, I feel my eyes start to water.
“Are you even aiming at me?”
She laughs and tries again. I spread my arms wide, giving her perfect access, and she still misses. I shake my head and laugh some more. Taking off my vest, I loop it over the doorknob to the bathroom and pull Holly towards me.
“I can’t have my wife being such a bad shot. It insults me on a deep level.”
She rolls her eyes at me, but she’s still grinning and trying not to laugh. I stand behind her, grabbing onto her arms and showing her how to position her arms and legs.
“Just relax, baby, and close one eye. Look down the sight, and try to have it aimed right where you want it to land. Take a breath, and with your exhale, gently squeeze the trigger.”
She does everything I say, and when she shoots the gun, the sensor lights up and gives the same beep mine did, making her jump up and down with a big smile on her face.
“Fucking hell,” I groan, watching her tits bounce under the vest that’s barely covering them.