Ovda
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That night I went to the movies with a former co-worker, Elizabeth. She is about 100 pounds--skinny as a rail, 5ft. 5in. tall and about 45 years old. She is not much to look at, but she has a great personality and a big heart. We get back to her place and she invited me in. We are sitting on the sofa just shooting the breeze. Suddenly she gives me a playful hit on my shoulder.
I gently hit her back, and she returns the hit.
"What? You want to wrestle?" I ask
"Sure." Elizabeth says with a big smile.
"You do realize that I weigh more than twice than you do."
"I know."
"You still want to do this?" I ask
"Yeah."
We get on the floor on our knees. With very little effort I over power Elizabeth, straddle her and pin her arms above her head. She was wearing a pink tank top and pink shorts (her favorite color is pink).
(I've always wanted to tickle Elizabeth. I have twice since I left the store and found out that she is very ticklish.)
With one hand holding her arms in place I start to tickle Elizabeth's armpits and upper body with the other arm. She laughs and squirms in vain attempt to get away. I tickled her for almost a minute. I stop and ask if her feet were ticklish. She says, "No". In the blink of an eye, I pounce on her feet, hold them in place and start to tickle them, she lied. Elizabeth has very ticklish feet. I tickle her feet for about a minute. Did not want to over due it. After the tickling, we sit on the sofa. Elizabeth said that she really need that. She has been having a lot of stress lately: personal, and work related. We walk to the door. I give her another quick tickle to her side as I'm leaving. It was a great night.
Elizabeth and I are cool. We have a good relationship that's how I knew she would not have slapped me or kick me in my balls if I tickled her.
Believe me. I'd love to have Elizabeth securly tied on a table in the spread eagle position and I have my way with her ticklish body.
I gently hit her back, and she returns the hit.
"What? You want to wrestle?" I ask
"Sure." Elizabeth says with a big smile.
"You do realize that I weigh more than twice than you do."
"I know."
"You still want to do this?" I ask
"Yeah."
We get on the floor on our knees. With very little effort I over power Elizabeth, straddle her and pin her arms above her head. She was wearing a pink tank top and pink shorts (her favorite color is pink).
(I've always wanted to tickle Elizabeth. I have twice since I left the store and found out that she is very ticklish.)
With one hand holding her arms in place I start to tickle Elizabeth's armpits and upper body with the other arm. She laughs and squirms in vain attempt to get away. I tickled her for almost a minute. I stop and ask if her feet were ticklish. She says, "No". In the blink of an eye, I pounce on her feet, hold them in place and start to tickle them, she lied. Elizabeth has very ticklish feet. I tickle her feet for about a minute. Did not want to over due it. After the tickling, we sit on the sofa. Elizabeth said that she really need that. She has been having a lot of stress lately: personal, and work related. We walk to the door. I give her another quick tickle to her side as I'm leaving. It was a great night.
Elizabeth and I are cool. We have a good relationship that's how I knew she would not have slapped me or kick me in my balls if I tickled her.
Believe me. I'd love to have Elizabeth securly tied on a table in the spread eagle position and I have my way with her ticklish body.
