The anticipation before the AFC and NFC championships games felt amazing...partly because of the games and primarily because of the bets placed on the games. Stacy and Vince had each picked a winner...Stacy chose Kansas City, Taylor inspired of course, and Vince chose the 49rs as a long time McCaffery fan. The rules are simple....if Taylor and KC win, then Stacy gets a free wish from Vince. If the 49rs win then Vince gets a free wish from Stacy.
Vince settles in on the couch, checking that his drink is still cold. Hearing Stacy enter he turns and smiles, "Well hello soon to be loser!" Even after all these years of marriage Vince still can't stop ogling his wife, her sexy hips, toned legs, small but perky breasts...all subtly hinted at in her fitted Tshirt and running shorts. Laughing she drops into the couch next to Vince, their legs touching.
"Already feeling nervous about your choices!?" Stacy teases back, "just don't be a sore loser....I still haven't decided on what my winning wish will be!" Stacy grabs Vinces thigh and barely slides her hand under his basketball shorts for a soft squeeze. Stacy loved that Vince still cared, a lot of her friends' husbands let themselves get lazy and bloated after marriage. Vince wasn't an underwear model by any means, but he kept active and hit the gym regularly...and above all, he loved her, and that made him the sexiest man alive in her book!
The KC game was up first. Drive after drive, multiple dropped passes and perhaps a few missed calls...."I can't believe they didn't call that pass interference," Argued Vince.
"Well baby, that's another Ravens turnover...looks like you will be my one time use genie!" Said Stacy with a wicked smile. "Still not sure what I'm going to wish for...," Stacy said as she tapped her finger on her lips. Vince groaned....imagining cleaning toilets in his future. As time ran down Stacy jumped up and cheered, bouncing up and down in front of the TV. Vince smiled, enjoying the sight of Stacy's sexy legs and ass bouncing in front of him.
Stacy turned around and caught Vince with a well known goofy grin on his face, "You checking me out you perv?!" She teased. Vince shrugged and held up his hands, "if you were sitting here you would be checking out that hot ass as well," He countered. "That doesn't even make any sense," Stacy replied, "But if you liked that you'll love this!" Stacy smiled, then crossed her arms beneath her breasts, pressing her breasts together and out. She leaned over a bit and looked Vince right in the eyes, "Enjoy this view my little genie slave," She laughed and stood up and turned around bending over to fiddle with the media cabinet, "What should I wish for....dishes for a week.....foot massage....maybe...how about," She turned around and paused mid sentence, as her eyes fell on Vince's big erection bulging in his shorts, straining hard against the fabric. Seeing her husband get so hard for her always sent a tingle through Stacy and caused her pulse to quicken.
Stacy chuckled, "Well well well, seems my Vince liked the end of the game after all!"