If only, if it wasn't for that glass of wine.
Not too much of a story really but more of a 'if only'.
I was doing some building work on my Aunts garage, as she's family (dads sis) i did the work for free, she just payed for the material.
I live about thirty miles away so we agreed that it was prob easier if I stayed overnight and finished it off the following day.
anyway Ruth (my Aunt) had already arranged to have three of her girlfriends around for a few glasses of wine, I told her it weren't a prob, and that I was going out anyway, so yours-truly spent the evening down the local boozer.
Aunt Ruth told me that Kath (Ruth's best Friend) was bringing her sister-in-law with her, a woman called Treena, who my aunt didn't really like, so she said with any luck they'd be well gone by 10.30.
I kissed my Aunt as I left for the pub, complimenting her on her smart appearance, a ruffled Cream blouse, dark Brown skirt and smoke coloured nylons, for a middle-aged Lady she had a really nice hour glass figure.
I waved goodbye and made my way to the local, just a fifteen minute walk away.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER
I eventually left the pub after 5 or 6 beers and a few games of pool and arrived back about 10.45, and as I stepped through the door I could hear em all giggling like naughty schoolgirls.
I walked straight through to the kitchen to make myself a coffee and noticed the serving hatch was open, so as I waited for the kettle to boil I peered through the hatch to see what all the noise was about.
My Aunt's best mate Kath had an old unflattering school photo of this treena bitch in her purse, and had threatened to show it to my Aunt and the other woman.
Treena had gone red from embarrassment and begged Ruth not to show it, Ruth not wishing to embarrass this bitch any more agreed not to show it, much to the disappointment of the other two, who kept begging her to reveal it.
Then quick as a flash my aunt grabbed the purse and attempted to remove the photo, loud screeching, screaming and wicked laughter followed, and Treena sprang on Ruth and tried to wrestle it from her, but being smaller and lighter the bitch was having no joy.
with the other two looking on, (not to mention me peering through the serving hatch) Ruth began to tease her, saying 'this must be bad, can't wait to see it'.
Treena was getting frustrated and began pleading with my Aunt to give her the purse, but Ruth kept teasing her.
I was really enjoying this playful little spat and opened the serving hatch a few inches more for a better view, I also enjoyed seeing my Aunt make a ass out of her rival.
My Aunt held the purse aloft, high above her head, she really was keeping Treena at bay quite easily, pushing her away like a rag doll and using her full bodied figure to the full, bouncing and shoving the slighter Woman aside and repelling every pathetic attack.
Aunt Ruth was mocking and ridiculing Treena's weak attempts at trying to regain the purse, and the the more my Aunt mocked and teased the more frustrated and angry the smaller Woman got, again much to the delight of the other two Ladies.
Treena, then started to tickle Ruth's arms and belly, more out of hope and sheer desperation, however this caused wild hysterical screaming from my aunt, and even more frantic tickling from a shocked but clearly delighted Treena.
All four women were howling with laughter, and none more than Aunt Ruth, she was screaming the house down now.
I left my obscured viewpoint behind the serving hatch and instead poked my head around the living room door.
I couldn't believe the sudden turnaround and noise bellowing from my Aunt.
Treena's relentless tickling had caused my Aunt to buckle and wilt, falling to her knees in fits of hysterical laughter, clinging hold of the purse whist screaming and howling,
Ruth was now curled up in a fetus position with little Treena sat on top of her, she kept tickling away relentlessly as my aunt's screaming got louder.
Aunt Ruth then surrendered the purse, throwing it several feet away on the carpet, but instead of Treena dismounted my Aunt and grabbing the purse she kept up her tickling, almost forgetting about the photo.
My aunt was laughing and screaming so loudly and was now kicking her legs as Treena sat on top running her fingers over my aunt's body and under arms.
The other two women were laughing helplessly at Ruth's predicament, just looking on and enjoying
the fun and the extraordinary turnaround.
I could see the expression on treena's face, she was loving this, really loving it, and if this was the Woman my Aunt didn't like, then I suppose the feeling would be only mutual !
Reclaiming the photo was now secondary on her mind, she amazingly had my Aunt at her mercy and was going for the kill.
The kettle had boiled but I was way too engrossed in this tickling to make coffee, instead I watched treena 'up her game' no doubt enjoying her surprise position of dominance.
My Aunt's face was now beetroot red, and tears were running down her cheeks.
Treena had no intentsion of stopping, she looked like she was just warming up, I bet she never though she'd end the night tickling the hostess senseless, but she sure was.
The other two women had also crawled onto the carpet for a better view, and they were also wiping away tears of laughter as they looked on chuckling.
The noise in that room was way loud now, and was about to get even louder when the other woman (whose name i didn't know) grabbed Ruth's foot.
she started to tickle my Aunt's dark smoke coloured pantyhosed foot, gently running her fingers down the soles.
If my Aunt's screaming was loud before, it became even louder now, she was wailing with laughter.
on seeing my Aunt's reaction to having her foot tickled, Treena quickly dismounted my aunt and scampered to her other foot, only her tickling was unlike that of the other woman, she didn't gently run her fingers slowly down the sole, oh no, she scurried all over my aunts nylon foot, tickling way harder and faster than the other woman.
My Aunt was screaming and tapping the carpet with the palms of her hands, shaking her head from side to side, she was being owned by Treena and now seemed unable to defend herself from the torturous constant tickling.
The other Woman was occasionally stopping, pausing for breath before gently resuming her playful stroking, but not Treena...oh no, she had an almost demonic look on her face, her aggressive non stop tickling had reduced my Aunt to a giggling screaming wreck, and seeing my Aunt in such dissaray and distress seemed to turn her on, she was digging and poking between the toes and raking the soles so relentlessly, showing no mercy whatsoever !
I could see from the expression on Treena's face that this wasn't just playful tickling, the other Women were oblivious to it, but I could see it clearly from my vantage point that she was getting off on my Aunt's discomfort and had no intention of stopping, none at all.
There was no love lost between my Aunt and this Woman, and her cruel intent was so cleverly disguised in the form of a (so called) playful tickle fight.
My Aunt's nylon feet were being teased and tortured with such ease now, there was no fightback at all, she was just so defenseless.
My Aunt kept tapping out.."I'm going to wet myself...stop..stop" ..."I'll pee myself...stop...please...oh stop...stop....I'm going to pee"
Any other Woman would've stopped tickling by now...but not this bitch, she refused to cease and carried on attacking the feet.
I could not believe what I was watching, why couldn't they see what she was doing !
My Aunt's skirt had risen high to her hips and her nylon clad butt cheeks were now on full show and she looked like she was about to cry for real, such was her distress.
Just then I heard a "Oh shit, oh shit"
someone's leg had knocked over a glass of red wine, and it quickly began staining the light colored carpet.
Treena and the other woman stopped tickling and my exhausted aunt sprang to her feet.
Treena's face was a picture, she looked really really pissed off !
I quickly raced up the stairs and listened from the landing, as they began rushing in the kitchen to get towels to mop up the mess.
I disappeared into my room and stayed there until morning, thinking about how Treena had caught Ruth, and that expression of dominance and satisfaction etched on her face.
I perished the thought of Aunt Ruth being caught alone in that room by Treena.
The next morning as soon as Aunt Ruth saw me she said "I didn't hear you come home last night, did you have a nice time ?"
"Oh yeah thanks, I had a Chinese meal and got in late"
"and you ?" I asked.
"Just a quiet night, boring really" she said unconvincingly.
"I'm glad you had a nice night" she said
I though to myself...'I would have had an even better night if it hadn't been for that blasted glass of wine' I just could not see that Treena bitch stopping.
If only they had'nt upset that glass of wine...if only....ahhhhh !.
The End
Not too much of a story really but more of a 'if only'.
I was doing some building work on my Aunts garage, as she's family (dads sis) i did the work for free, she just payed for the material.
I live about thirty miles away so we agreed that it was prob easier if I stayed overnight and finished it off the following day.
anyway Ruth (my Aunt) had already arranged to have three of her girlfriends around for a few glasses of wine, I told her it weren't a prob, and that I was going out anyway, so yours-truly spent the evening down the local boozer.
Aunt Ruth told me that Kath (Ruth's best Friend) was bringing her sister-in-law with her, a woman called Treena, who my aunt didn't really like, so she said with any luck they'd be well gone by 10.30.
I kissed my Aunt as I left for the pub, complimenting her on her smart appearance, a ruffled Cream blouse, dark Brown skirt and smoke coloured nylons, for a middle-aged Lady she had a really nice hour glass figure.
I waved goodbye and made my way to the local, just a fifteen minute walk away.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER
I eventually left the pub after 5 or 6 beers and a few games of pool and arrived back about 10.45, and as I stepped through the door I could hear em all giggling like naughty schoolgirls.
I walked straight through to the kitchen to make myself a coffee and noticed the serving hatch was open, so as I waited for the kettle to boil I peered through the hatch to see what all the noise was about.
My Aunt's best mate Kath had an old unflattering school photo of this treena bitch in her purse, and had threatened to show it to my Aunt and the other woman.
Treena had gone red from embarrassment and begged Ruth not to show it, Ruth not wishing to embarrass this bitch any more agreed not to show it, much to the disappointment of the other two, who kept begging her to reveal it.
Then quick as a flash my aunt grabbed the purse and attempted to remove the photo, loud screeching, screaming and wicked laughter followed, and Treena sprang on Ruth and tried to wrestle it from her, but being smaller and lighter the bitch was having no joy.
with the other two looking on, (not to mention me peering through the serving hatch) Ruth began to tease her, saying 'this must be bad, can't wait to see it'.
Treena was getting frustrated and began pleading with my Aunt to give her the purse, but Ruth kept teasing her.
I was really enjoying this playful little spat and opened the serving hatch a few inches more for a better view, I also enjoyed seeing my Aunt make a ass out of her rival.
My Aunt held the purse aloft, high above her head, she really was keeping Treena at bay quite easily, pushing her away like a rag doll and using her full bodied figure to the full, bouncing and shoving the slighter Woman aside and repelling every pathetic attack.
Aunt Ruth was mocking and ridiculing Treena's weak attempts at trying to regain the purse, and the the more my Aunt mocked and teased the more frustrated and angry the smaller Woman got, again much to the delight of the other two Ladies.
Treena, then started to tickle Ruth's arms and belly, more out of hope and sheer desperation, however this caused wild hysterical screaming from my aunt, and even more frantic tickling from a shocked but clearly delighted Treena.
All four women were howling with laughter, and none more than Aunt Ruth, she was screaming the house down now.
I left my obscured viewpoint behind the serving hatch and instead poked my head around the living room door.
I couldn't believe the sudden turnaround and noise bellowing from my Aunt.
Treena's relentless tickling had caused my Aunt to buckle and wilt, falling to her knees in fits of hysterical laughter, clinging hold of the purse whist screaming and howling,
Ruth was now curled up in a fetus position with little Treena sat on top of her, she kept tickling away relentlessly as my aunt's screaming got louder.
Aunt Ruth then surrendered the purse, throwing it several feet away on the carpet, but instead of Treena dismounted my Aunt and grabbing the purse she kept up her tickling, almost forgetting about the photo.
My aunt was laughing and screaming so loudly and was now kicking her legs as Treena sat on top running her fingers over my aunt's body and under arms.
The other two women were laughing helplessly at Ruth's predicament, just looking on and enjoying
the fun and the extraordinary turnaround.
I could see the expression on treena's face, she was loving this, really loving it, and if this was the Woman my Aunt didn't like, then I suppose the feeling would be only mutual !
Reclaiming the photo was now secondary on her mind, she amazingly had my Aunt at her mercy and was going for the kill.
The kettle had boiled but I was way too engrossed in this tickling to make coffee, instead I watched treena 'up her game' no doubt enjoying her surprise position of dominance.
My Aunt's face was now beetroot red, and tears were running down her cheeks.
Treena had no intentsion of stopping, she looked like she was just warming up, I bet she never though she'd end the night tickling the hostess senseless, but she sure was.
The other two women had also crawled onto the carpet for a better view, and they were also wiping away tears of laughter as they looked on chuckling.
The noise in that room was way loud now, and was about to get even louder when the other woman (whose name i didn't know) grabbed Ruth's foot.
she started to tickle my Aunt's dark smoke coloured pantyhosed foot, gently running her fingers down the soles.
If my Aunt's screaming was loud before, it became even louder now, she was wailing with laughter.
on seeing my Aunt's reaction to having her foot tickled, Treena quickly dismounted my aunt and scampered to her other foot, only her tickling was unlike that of the other woman, she didn't gently run her fingers slowly down the sole, oh no, she scurried all over my aunts nylon foot, tickling way harder and faster than the other woman.
My Aunt was screaming and tapping the carpet with the palms of her hands, shaking her head from side to side, she was being owned by Treena and now seemed unable to defend herself from the torturous constant tickling.
The other Woman was occasionally stopping, pausing for breath before gently resuming her playful stroking, but not Treena...oh no, she had an almost demonic look on her face, her aggressive non stop tickling had reduced my Aunt to a giggling screaming wreck, and seeing my Aunt in such dissaray and distress seemed to turn her on, she was digging and poking between the toes and raking the soles so relentlessly, showing no mercy whatsoever !
I could see from the expression on Treena's face that this wasn't just playful tickling, the other Women were oblivious to it, but I could see it clearly from my vantage point that she was getting off on my Aunt's discomfort and had no intention of stopping, none at all.
There was no love lost between my Aunt and this Woman, and her cruel intent was so cleverly disguised in the form of a (so called) playful tickle fight.
My Aunt's nylon feet were being teased and tortured with such ease now, there was no fightback at all, she was just so defenseless.
My Aunt kept tapping out.."I'm going to wet myself...stop..stop" ..."I'll pee myself...stop...please...oh stop...stop....I'm going to pee"
Any other Woman would've stopped tickling by now...but not this bitch, she refused to cease and carried on attacking the feet.
I could not believe what I was watching, why couldn't they see what she was doing !
My Aunt's skirt had risen high to her hips and her nylon clad butt cheeks were now on full show and she looked like she was about to cry for real, such was her distress.
Just then I heard a "Oh shit, oh shit"
someone's leg had knocked over a glass of red wine, and it quickly began staining the light colored carpet.
Treena and the other woman stopped tickling and my exhausted aunt sprang to her feet.
Treena's face was a picture, she looked really really pissed off !
I quickly raced up the stairs and listened from the landing, as they began rushing in the kitchen to get towels to mop up the mess.
I disappeared into my room and stayed there until morning, thinking about how Treena had caught Ruth, and that expression of dominance and satisfaction etched on her face.
I perished the thought of Aunt Ruth being caught alone in that room by Treena.
The next morning as soon as Aunt Ruth saw me she said "I didn't hear you come home last night, did you have a nice time ?"
"Oh yeah thanks, I had a Chinese meal and got in late"
"and you ?" I asked.
"Just a quiet night, boring really" she said unconvincingly.
"I'm glad you had a nice night" she said
I though to myself...'I would have had an even better night if it hadn't been for that blasted glass of wine' I just could not see that Treena bitch stopping.
If only they had'nt upset that glass of wine...if only....ahhhhh !.
The End
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