The Good Guys embarked on a three city road trip. After winning two of three in Washington, they ran into some trouble in Philadelphia, and lost three straight, and then went to Cincinnatti, and won two of three there. They returned home on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand.
During the road trip, there had been some suspicious goings on. While Naomi at times stayed home with the children when Mitch was on the road, other times she also went out with friends. Most nights, after games, Naomi would be home to accept Mitch's calls, but on several nights during that road trip, she didn't answer either the apartment phone, or her cell phone. After twenty years, and all the road trips, despite Naomi's early infedelity during their first marriage, Mitch certainly had no reason to think that she had ever cheated on him during their second marriage, until then. His mind began to wonder, even as Naomi claimed she was out to dinner with friends. As certain parts of the road trips took place over weekends, with the children out with friends, Naomi would also busy herself with friends, and have outings as well.
When Mitch returned home on Sunday night, Naomi was there. As they got into bed, and began making out, Naomi played the dutiful wife. In reality, while part of her was happy Mitch was home, her heart was not into making love. Yet, she knew that to maintain peace, she felt it best to just submit, and not protest. At times Naomi was not happy with her situation with Mitch, she began to hate having her feet worshipped, and to be tickled. Mitch, who was usually a pretty smart and perceptive guy, and after twenty years, knew Naomi as well or better than he even knew himself, couldn't suspect anything. Therefore, he proceeded to devour Naomi like a hungry wolf, as she privately seethed, while Mitch tickled and kissed her feet, wishing at that moment that she had a husband who wasn't into such activities. After Mitch had intercourse with Naomi, and she faked an orgasm, he asked her to stand barefoot on a ladder for him, and she erupted: "Okay! That is the last straw! No fucking ladder for you tonight, mister! The whore Naomi isn't going to succumb to your every whim. You kissed my feet, you tickled me, you fucked me, I faked an orgasm, now leave me the fuck alone, and go to bed!" Naomi snapped sharply. Mitch was stunned, they hadn't had a fight, or any sharp words, so he didn't understand why Naomi was bitching him out:" Nai, what's the matter? Did I do something? Why are you so angry at me?" Mitch said. Naomi looked at him with a look of digust: "How many times did I fucking tell you that my name is Naomi, not Nai! God, you men are so stupid sometimes. I am just tired of being your little tickle and fuck whore, Mitchell! I am your wife, and you treat me like a damn tickle and fuck whore. What would you do if I told you no more tickling and feet, ever, and meant it. Would you stay with me? Do you love me enough to give it up!?" Naomi snapped. "Yes, I love you very much. It would bother me greatly if I couldn't tickle you or kiss your feet, because as my wife, you are supposed to be the one I do those things to, and you are the one who is supposed to do those things for me. I don't get why the fuck you are so angry with me. We didn't have a fight, so what brought this on?" Mitch said, puzzled. "I am just tired of all this shit. I am a part time baseball player, who is Mitch's wife, my kids mother, and Mitch's tickle and fuck whore when he comes home. I have no acting career, and no life. I'm fucking fed up. Mitchell!" Naomi snapped. "Okay, Naomi, so what would you like us to do? Do you want to retire after the season? You can act more that way. I don't want to retire, because I would miss our friends very much, but I love you enough to do that for you, if you want me to. I would do anything for you"; Mitch said. "We'll see, we'll talk about it after the season. Iam just in a really bitchy mood tonight. Let's just play out this homestand and see how things go" Naomi said.
The next night, the Good Guys opened a series against the Mets. Kate Hudson started, but she did not fare well, getting hit for nine runs in three innings, in a 9-0 blowout, in front of a booing crowd. The Paradise Islanders rebounded the next night, as Gil Bellows came up big, allowing but one run into the eighth, in an eventual 4-1 win. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday, and she too, fared well, allowing but two runs into the eighth, in a 6-3 triumph.
Thursday was an off day. Mitch and Naomi were still behaving cool to each other. The team did some gambling at the casino that afternoon, as things between the couple were anything but normal.
Atlanta came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell started, and she did fine, allowing three runs in six innings, as the Good Guys prevailed, 5-3. The fifth starter pitched well on Saturday night, leaving tied 1-1 in the eighth, but the bullpen gave up runs, in a 4-3 loss. Kate Hudson went to the mound on a sunny Sunday, matched up with Atlanta ace John Smoltz, intent on gaining redemption for her blowout loss in the homestand's first game. The game was a true duel between two great pitchers. Kate struck out thirteen in eight innings, while Smoltz fanned a dozen in eight. The game was tied 1-1 into the ninth, when the Good Guys pushed across a run, to gain a 2-1 victory.
Houston would finish the homestand. Gil Bellows went to the hill on Monday. He did okay, and left tied, 3-3 after six. However, the bullpen agin coughed up runs, and the Good Guys couldn't rally, in an eventual 6-5 loss. Charlize Theron went to the mound on Tuesday night. This time, she had her A game stuff, striking out ten in seven innings. The Good Guys hit two homers in the eighth, and this time the bullpen was able to hang on, to prevail 5-4. Neve Campbell took the mound, on a sunny Wednesday afternoon, in front of a matinee sellout, before the Good Guys went on the road again. This time, she was even better than the previous game, striking out ten Astros, and leaving with a 3-0 lead in the eighth. The bullpen again had problems in the ninth, but this time, Hilary Duff struck out the final batter, with the tying and winning runs on base, to preserve a 3-2 Good Guy win that completed a six and three homestand. It had been a tough homestand both on field for the Good Guys, and off field, for Mitch and Naomi, but, at least in the baseball area, it had ended on an up note.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday night tickle party. The featured lee, as per arrangement with Mitch, would be Naomi, whom he wanted punished for her difficult behavior throughout the homestand. She was picked up, tied to the table in the middle of the fetish club, and stripped to a bra and panties. "You are so going to pay when I get out of this!" Naomi seethed. "Threats, threats. You can do nothing, you are tied up, wife" Mitch taunted. With that, third baseman Michael began the tickle on Naomi's neck with his fingers, as she shifted her head from side to side, and the giggles began:HHEHEHEHEHEHEE! OH NO DONT DO THAT, YOU CREEP! HEHEHEHEHEHEEHE! Moving down, second baseman Russell tickled Naomi on her underarms, and down her sides, and ribs, with fingers, as she squealed some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! THAT'S TICKLISH! NOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Left fielder Dawson was next, tickling Naomi on her belly, hips and inner thighs, causing squeals and bucking:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! BELLY TICKLISH! NO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Center Fielder Ed Burns was the next tickler, attacking the front and back of Naomi's knees, causing her to buck. Finally, Mitch came over with an evil grin. "You know what I'm going to do, don't you?" Mitch said. "Yes, you asshole, I do, and I hope you don't enjoy yourself. Tickle me, see if I fucking care. I'll laugh, but it will be a reflex action" Naomi said. "Suit yourself, bitch, here is goes" Mitch said. With that, Mitch attacked Naomi's soles and toes with his fingers, and then a big feather, ice and an electric toothbrush over her soles and toes. Naomi went ballistic, wiggling her toes every which way, and demanding him to stop:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG ALRIGHT ALREADY! I GIVE UP! STOP FUCKING TICKLING ME! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle stopped, and Naomi was untied.
For the rest of that night, the couple mingled with the other members of the team, but there was clearly tension between them, things that could not be solved so easily.
So, as the team left for New York, it had been a fine homestand on field, but was anything but for Mitch and Naomi. Underlying issues were there, and how to deal with them was a big problem. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
During the road trip, there had been some suspicious goings on. While Naomi at times stayed home with the children when Mitch was on the road, other times she also went out with friends. Most nights, after games, Naomi would be home to accept Mitch's calls, but on several nights during that road trip, she didn't answer either the apartment phone, or her cell phone. After twenty years, and all the road trips, despite Naomi's early infedelity during their first marriage, Mitch certainly had no reason to think that she had ever cheated on him during their second marriage, until then. His mind began to wonder, even as Naomi claimed she was out to dinner with friends. As certain parts of the road trips took place over weekends, with the children out with friends, Naomi would also busy herself with friends, and have outings as well.
When Mitch returned home on Sunday night, Naomi was there. As they got into bed, and began making out, Naomi played the dutiful wife. In reality, while part of her was happy Mitch was home, her heart was not into making love. Yet, she knew that to maintain peace, she felt it best to just submit, and not protest. At times Naomi was not happy with her situation with Mitch, she began to hate having her feet worshipped, and to be tickled. Mitch, who was usually a pretty smart and perceptive guy, and after twenty years, knew Naomi as well or better than he even knew himself, couldn't suspect anything. Therefore, he proceeded to devour Naomi like a hungry wolf, as she privately seethed, while Mitch tickled and kissed her feet, wishing at that moment that she had a husband who wasn't into such activities. After Mitch had intercourse with Naomi, and she faked an orgasm, he asked her to stand barefoot on a ladder for him, and she erupted: "Okay! That is the last straw! No fucking ladder for you tonight, mister! The whore Naomi isn't going to succumb to your every whim. You kissed my feet, you tickled me, you fucked me, I faked an orgasm, now leave me the fuck alone, and go to bed!" Naomi snapped sharply. Mitch was stunned, they hadn't had a fight, or any sharp words, so he didn't understand why Naomi was bitching him out:" Nai, what's the matter? Did I do something? Why are you so angry at me?" Mitch said. Naomi looked at him with a look of digust: "How many times did I fucking tell you that my name is Naomi, not Nai! God, you men are so stupid sometimes. I am just tired of being your little tickle and fuck whore, Mitchell! I am your wife, and you treat me like a damn tickle and fuck whore. What would you do if I told you no more tickling and feet, ever, and meant it. Would you stay with me? Do you love me enough to give it up!?" Naomi snapped. "Yes, I love you very much. It would bother me greatly if I couldn't tickle you or kiss your feet, because as my wife, you are supposed to be the one I do those things to, and you are the one who is supposed to do those things for me. I don't get why the fuck you are so angry with me. We didn't have a fight, so what brought this on?" Mitch said, puzzled. "I am just tired of all this shit. I am a part time baseball player, who is Mitch's wife, my kids mother, and Mitch's tickle and fuck whore when he comes home. I have no acting career, and no life. I'm fucking fed up. Mitchell!" Naomi snapped. "Okay, Naomi, so what would you like us to do? Do you want to retire after the season? You can act more that way. I don't want to retire, because I would miss our friends very much, but I love you enough to do that for you, if you want me to. I would do anything for you"; Mitch said. "We'll see, we'll talk about it after the season. Iam just in a really bitchy mood tonight. Let's just play out this homestand and see how things go" Naomi said.
The next night, the Good Guys opened a series against the Mets. Kate Hudson started, but she did not fare well, getting hit for nine runs in three innings, in a 9-0 blowout, in front of a booing crowd. The Paradise Islanders rebounded the next night, as Gil Bellows came up big, allowing but one run into the eighth, in an eventual 4-1 win. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday, and she too, fared well, allowing but two runs into the eighth, in a 6-3 triumph.
Thursday was an off day. Mitch and Naomi were still behaving cool to each other. The team did some gambling at the casino that afternoon, as things between the couple were anything but normal.
Atlanta came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell started, and she did fine, allowing three runs in six innings, as the Good Guys prevailed, 5-3. The fifth starter pitched well on Saturday night, leaving tied 1-1 in the eighth, but the bullpen gave up runs, in a 4-3 loss. Kate Hudson went to the mound on a sunny Sunday, matched up with Atlanta ace John Smoltz, intent on gaining redemption for her blowout loss in the homestand's first game. The game was a true duel between two great pitchers. Kate struck out thirteen in eight innings, while Smoltz fanned a dozen in eight. The game was tied 1-1 into the ninth, when the Good Guys pushed across a run, to gain a 2-1 victory.
Houston would finish the homestand. Gil Bellows went to the hill on Monday. He did okay, and left tied, 3-3 after six. However, the bullpen agin coughed up runs, and the Good Guys couldn't rally, in an eventual 6-5 loss. Charlize Theron went to the mound on Tuesday night. This time, she had her A game stuff, striking out ten in seven innings. The Good Guys hit two homers in the eighth, and this time the bullpen was able to hang on, to prevail 5-4. Neve Campbell took the mound, on a sunny Wednesday afternoon, in front of a matinee sellout, before the Good Guys went on the road again. This time, she was even better than the previous game, striking out ten Astros, and leaving with a 3-0 lead in the eighth. The bullpen again had problems in the ninth, but this time, Hilary Duff struck out the final batter, with the tying and winning runs on base, to preserve a 3-2 Good Guy win that completed a six and three homestand. It had been a tough homestand both on field for the Good Guys, and off field, for Mitch and Naomi, but, at least in the baseball area, it had ended on an up note.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday night tickle party. The featured lee, as per arrangement with Mitch, would be Naomi, whom he wanted punished for her difficult behavior throughout the homestand. She was picked up, tied to the table in the middle of the fetish club, and stripped to a bra and panties. "You are so going to pay when I get out of this!" Naomi seethed. "Threats, threats. You can do nothing, you are tied up, wife" Mitch taunted. With that, third baseman Michael began the tickle on Naomi's neck with his fingers, as she shifted her head from side to side, and the giggles began:HHEHEHEHEHEHEE! OH NO DONT DO THAT, YOU CREEP! HEHEHEHEHEHEEHE! Moving down, second baseman Russell tickled Naomi on her underarms, and down her sides, and ribs, with fingers, as she squealed some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! THAT'S TICKLISH! NOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Left fielder Dawson was next, tickling Naomi on her belly, hips and inner thighs, causing squeals and bucking:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! BELLY TICKLISH! NO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Center Fielder Ed Burns was the next tickler, attacking the front and back of Naomi's knees, causing her to buck. Finally, Mitch came over with an evil grin. "You know what I'm going to do, don't you?" Mitch said. "Yes, you asshole, I do, and I hope you don't enjoy yourself. Tickle me, see if I fucking care. I'll laugh, but it will be a reflex action" Naomi said. "Suit yourself, bitch, here is goes" Mitch said. With that, Mitch attacked Naomi's soles and toes with his fingers, and then a big feather, ice and an electric toothbrush over her soles and toes. Naomi went ballistic, wiggling her toes every which way, and demanding him to stop:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG ALRIGHT ALREADY! I GIVE UP! STOP FUCKING TICKLING ME! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle stopped, and Naomi was untied.
For the rest of that night, the couple mingled with the other members of the team, but there was clearly tension between them, things that could not be solved so easily.
So, as the team left for New York, it had been a fine homestand on field, but was anything but for Mitch and Naomi. Underlying issues were there, and how to deal with them was a big problem. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
