i usually write fiction, as i love to do so, but people have been writing about their true experiences, and i do have many. i guess i can share a few. anyway, here goes an experience i had at work a few years back (more like 1994).
i used to work in a college cafeteria, and i had this one shift called "late night". i had no idea what it was when i started, but it was a "cleanup" (aka janitorial) type position. oh well, i needed money. anyway, it was a cool shift though. me, this other worker and the boss used to play music and crack jokes. i would have to clean floor mats, take out trash, vacuum, clean grease traps, etc. anyway, one night a supervisor (one of those student managers types-not my late night boss) was staying late in the office and i was cleaning the floors. we used to kid around a lot. she was real cool. (ah, memories). well, this particular night, she was studying Spanish and was getting frustrated. i was chit-chatting with her and trying to make her laugh. i was cracking jokes, and of course, my ticklebrain took over. i noticed she was wearing flats and she had nylons on. the non-see through stockings though. (damn!) but who cares? anyway, i told her that i could make her happy while studying Spanish. now get this. i actually kneeled down, her legs were crossed, and i grabbed her ankle. she asked me what i was doing, and i said "watch". of course i was nervous as hell, but i got this far, plus i was feeling bold. her shoe was already dangling, so i ran my finger along her nyloned sole and she started giggling. the cool thing was, she didnt try to move her foot away!! she laughed some more and i stopped tickling. i didnt want to press my luck, plus i wasnt out of the "tickling closet" at that time. i just wanted to make it seemed like i was playful. she thanked me for making her laugh, now she could enjoy her studying now. plus, i had to go back to work.
but that wasnt the only experience i had with her. flash forward to finals week. again, i am doing the late night shift and she was there again. she was doing some studying and office work and i of course made my way to the back office where she was. she was wearing sneakers and white socks. i made small talk, and again, she was stressed from the finals. so, i told her to let me see her feet. again, i am feeling mighty bold. then she took her feet from under the desk and she basically presented them to me. i grabbed her ankle and picked her foot up off the ground. i started to unlace her shoe and she told me to stop, very playfully. she offered no resistance, and i managed to take her shoe off. i then rolled her sock off to her playful protestations, revealing her bare foot. i liked her feet. her toes were so cute and the soles were pink. they were soft. i started tickling her foot again and she started to laugh. then she tried to hold the laughter in. i tickled her some more and she started laughing. i asked her if she had any "will power". she said yes, so now we have a challenge. i was stroking her soft foot and she managed to hold in the laughter. i tickled her toes and she was biting her lip. i congratulated her on holding out, then i grabbed her other foot. i took the shoe and sock off and began to tickle that foot. her other foot was more ticklish and she laughed. i did this for like 2 minutes, then stopped. i smiled and got up off the floor. she laughed and told me thank you for making her laugh. i had to get back to work anyway, and i didnt want someone else to catch me doing this. God forbid, someone thinks i have a tickle/foot fetish.
you know, i think back to that night and i couldnt help but wonder. i wonder if she likes to have her feet tickled. she never resisted my attempts and if i had another opportunity outside of work, i think i could have tickled her again. i think she enjoyed me "playing" with her feet. i guess i will never know......damn.
i look back in life and i am actually amazed that i have a lot of experiences. maybe i will write more of them. i see others talking about their true experiences, might as well talk about mine. i hope you enjoyed this true story!
i used to work in a college cafeteria, and i had this one shift called "late night". i had no idea what it was when i started, but it was a "cleanup" (aka janitorial) type position. oh well, i needed money. anyway, it was a cool shift though. me, this other worker and the boss used to play music and crack jokes. i would have to clean floor mats, take out trash, vacuum, clean grease traps, etc. anyway, one night a supervisor (one of those student managers types-not my late night boss) was staying late in the office and i was cleaning the floors. we used to kid around a lot. she was real cool. (ah, memories). well, this particular night, she was studying Spanish and was getting frustrated. i was chit-chatting with her and trying to make her laugh. i was cracking jokes, and of course, my ticklebrain took over. i noticed she was wearing flats and she had nylons on. the non-see through stockings though. (damn!) but who cares? anyway, i told her that i could make her happy while studying Spanish. now get this. i actually kneeled down, her legs were crossed, and i grabbed her ankle. she asked me what i was doing, and i said "watch". of course i was nervous as hell, but i got this far, plus i was feeling bold. her shoe was already dangling, so i ran my finger along her nyloned sole and she started giggling. the cool thing was, she didnt try to move her foot away!! she laughed some more and i stopped tickling. i didnt want to press my luck, plus i wasnt out of the "tickling closet" at that time. i just wanted to make it seemed like i was playful. she thanked me for making her laugh, now she could enjoy her studying now. plus, i had to go back to work.
but that wasnt the only experience i had with her. flash forward to finals week. again, i am doing the late night shift and she was there again. she was doing some studying and office work and i of course made my way to the back office where she was. she was wearing sneakers and white socks. i made small talk, and again, she was stressed from the finals. so, i told her to let me see her feet. again, i am feeling mighty bold. then she took her feet from under the desk and she basically presented them to me. i grabbed her ankle and picked her foot up off the ground. i started to unlace her shoe and she told me to stop, very playfully. she offered no resistance, and i managed to take her shoe off. i then rolled her sock off to her playful protestations, revealing her bare foot. i liked her feet. her toes were so cute and the soles were pink. they were soft. i started tickling her foot again and she started to laugh. then she tried to hold the laughter in. i tickled her some more and she started laughing. i asked her if she had any "will power". she said yes, so now we have a challenge. i was stroking her soft foot and she managed to hold in the laughter. i tickled her toes and she was biting her lip. i congratulated her on holding out, then i grabbed her other foot. i took the shoe and sock off and began to tickle that foot. her other foot was more ticklish and she laughed. i did this for like 2 minutes, then stopped. i smiled and got up off the floor. she laughed and told me thank you for making her laugh. i had to get back to work anyway, and i didnt want someone else to catch me doing this. God forbid, someone thinks i have a tickle/foot fetish.
you know, i think back to that night and i couldnt help but wonder. i wonder if she likes to have her feet tickled. she never resisted my attempts and if i had another opportunity outside of work, i think i could have tickled her again. i think she enjoyed me "playing" with her feet. i guess i will never know......damn.
i look back in life and i am actually amazed that i have a lot of experiences. maybe i will write more of them. i see others talking about their true experiences, might as well talk about mine. i hope you enjoyed this true story!
