No More Fooling Around (Complete)

Now that Matt had one of his shoulders up he could move around more. He had to act fast before she could get him back down again. He would try to roll her around so that their positions were switched, and he lay on top of her.

When Caitlin was switching positions, she was unbalanced for a moment, and Matt rolled over at the right time. She let out a gasp as she was rolled over onto her back, and was now struggling to keep her own shoulders up.

"Ah! No!"

Matt congradulated himself for the successful switch, but he wasn't going for the pin. But now he was much closer to her, not that he didn't like that, but it made it hard to concentrate.

"Just so you know," Matt told her. "I like to end my matches with submissions."

With that he would grab one of her arms and scissor it in his legs for an armbar.

Caitlin blinked at that, then smiled, seeing she had more of a chance. She gasped when Matt started to get her in an armbar, but she knew all too well how to counter it. It was one of the first things she learned from her ex.

She slowly started to roll backwards towards Matt and onto her feet, negating the move, and would then try to grab Matt's arm and lock it in an armbar instead!

Matt was surprised when Caitlin reversed his hold, but not as surprised as when she tried to lock her own armbar. But he wouldn't let her go all the way. When she was about to pull his arm back he would quickly grab hold of his hand with his other arm, preventing her from completing the hold.

"Ugh, guess I had that coming," Matt grunted, trying his hardest to keep his arm back.

Caitlin leaned back with all she had to secure the armbar in, then grinned and wiggled her hips a little to give Matt another little peepshow up her skirt, hoping it would provide at least a slight distraction to get that armbar fully locked in. While she wouldn't strip completely nude for a total stranger male, unless she had no choice, she would still sometimes play up what advantages her attire gave her, just for a small laugh.

Matt kept his arm out of her clutches, and was about reverse the armbar. But then Caitlin started shuffling, and gave him a good view up her skirt. His face went red again, and in his fluster, he accidently let go of his arm.

"Rgg! Crap...," Matt growled. He was in trouble now.

"Ha-hah! Gotcha!" She exclaimed gleefully as his arm fell into the hold and she started to wrench back hard, glad her ruse worked.

Matt groaned from the pain of her hold. How could he have been so stupid? Caitlin knew his weaknesses. He got himself into this, he would get himself out.

With nearly all the strength in his body, he would force himself on to his feet, holding her in half with her legs in the air. His arm was still caught, but this might even be considered a pin.

Caitlin wasn't the type to just cling on to a move for dear life. When she felt him struggling to his feet, she would let go and instead try to scissor his legs at the calves and try to twist so he fell onto his back. "Get back down here!" She grinned before trying for the classic school girl pin and pin his shoulders down with her knees.