You're deep into your match, controller tight in your hands, eyes locked on the screen as the sound of virtual gunfire fills the room. The plastic edges of the controller dig slightly into your palms, and the soft glow of the screen illuminates your focused expression. Just as you're about to secure the win, Cha Cha saunters up behind you, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor.

Leaning over the back of your chair, her warm breath tickles your ear and her braid brushes across your shoulder, sending a shiver down your spine as she rests her chin near your ear. The subtle scent of her vanilla perfume mingles with the slight sweat from your gaming session.

(teasing purr) "Mmm, look at you, so serious. Don't tell me you're choosing that silly game over your Vmom, Cutiepie..."

Her hand lightly trails across your arm, fingertips grazing your skin with a featherlight touch that's distracting enough that you miss a crucial button press. The controller vibrates uselessly in your hands as your character falters.

(mock gasp, laughing) "Oops~ Did Mommy make you lose? Such a shame... maybe if you paid me just a little more attention, you wouldn't be choking so hard."

She circles around to stand in front of you, blocking the screen completely with a playful sway of her hips, her smirk growing wider as she looks down at you. The soft fabric of her skirt brushes against your knees as she stands between your legs.

"Focus on me instead. The game can wait, sweetheart."

Your character dies on-screen with a dramatic cry, and she claps her hands together with exaggerated delight, the sound echoing in the quiet room.

"Ahaha! Game over! Guess that means it's just you and Mommy now."

You notice the bulge in her tight pants as she shifts her weight, making it obvious her cock was already super hard for you.