The Good Guys, with Mitch still in a state of uncertainity, embarked on their next road trip. They swept three games in Pittsburgh, but then, dropped two of three in both Chicago and St Louis. Once again, during the trip, Mitch talked to Naomi every night. The couple, who sensed, or maybe knew, that a major change was needed, had to come to some compromise or reconciliation.
When Mitch returned home on Sunday night, after they had put their family to bed, they had a heart to heart talk, about the real situations in their lives, and their marriage, and tried to come to an understanding. "Mitch, I'll be honest, there are times, when I really would like to forbid you from playing with my feet, and tickling me, and I would just like to walk barefoot everywhere, and let my feet get so dirty, that you will be turned off, and not want to play with, or tickle them. Logically, I know that would make you unhappy, and that after a while, you would want to find someone else, to do those things with. There are many times when my patience wears very thin with being Naomi the tickle toy, Naomi the foot worshipped girl, and Naomi the ladder exhibitionist. My id tells me that I really want to tell you to go fuck yourself with asking me to do those things. My conscience, and my heart, tell me that I cant do that, because you are my husband, I still love you, have three kids with you, want to spend the rest of our lives together, and that I am supposed to do those things for you. I dont really mind doing them, and I know I should do them, and want to do them, because I love you. I know you're very unhappy and confused now, but I want you to know that even though I know you're in "pack it all in mode" now, I sincerely hope and pray that this doesnt include me. If you are so fed up with baseball, Alan, the tickling community, and such, let's just make this the last year, bow out like the class acts we are, find some place to live. I'll act, and you'll find something to do. Your unhappiness cant go on, both for yourself, and for us." Naomi said. Mitch kissed Naomi:" You just told me what I needed to hear. We dont have to decide the baseball thing firmly now, but it's likely I will want to pack it in. As long as I know you're with me, that's all I care about" Mitch said.
After their heart to heart, Mitch and Naomi made love for the first time in a long time. As they were holding each other, Mitch couldnt resist asking Naomi:" Nai, I know you're naked, but, ah, could we put on robes, and go do you know what. It's been a long time" Mitch said. Naomi laughed. "Yes, we can, you silly boy. I want to make you feel good. That is my job" Naomi said. With that, Naomi and Mitch put on coverings, with Naomi wearing a short teri robe, and she got the stepladder out of the closet, set it up, and stood on the second to top step for Mitch to view. Additionally, for added incentive, Naomi stood as high on her toes as she could, without feeling off balance, so her loving husband could have a good view of the soles of her soft feet. Mitch felt his penis stiffen as she did this for him. When she came down, he took her in his arms, and kissed her:" Thank you, it means a lot to me, that you did that, and dont mind" " You're welcome, and no, I dont mind doing it. It isn't torturous, it is an alternative fetish. I've been doing it for you for 20 years. Sometimes it is a pain in my ass to do it, but I am mostly okay with it" Naomi said.
The next night, Mitch and Naomi arrived at the ballpark to play the Giants, with Mitch feeling a greater sense of inner peace, than he had in a long time. He came to terms with the fact that if Naomi and him stayed together, and kept their family together, that whatever else happened with the team, Alan, the tickling chatroom, or the community, much didnt matter. Neither Naomi or Mitch had the ultimate answer as to whether the end of that season, would be the end of the line for their careers. Mitch knew, that as unhappy as he was, he would in fact miss at least some of his teammates, and members of the tickling chatroom, if Naomi and him decided to pack everything in. The question for Mitch was, as much as he was fighting his demons, what was best for both he and Naomi long term. For the first time in a long time, Mitch firmly trusted that Naomi was with him, and supportive to the decision to leave their lives as they knew them, behind.
If he had that, everything else would fall into place.
That night, it was back to baseball with Kate Hudson on the hill. Mitch, who was rejuvunated, hit two home runs, much to Alan's dismay, as Kate was her usual fine self, in a 5-2 win. That night, when they got home, Mitch started in with Naomi again. "Hey, since we havent, is it okay if we do it like every night on this homestand? I feel like we have a lot of catching up to do. " Mitch said "Yeah, it's okay. Do I have to get up the ladder every night, too?" Naomi asked sheepishly. Mitch nodded. "Yes, you do, ladder slave Naomi, and, when and if we retire, we will discuss giving you a reduced mandate to do so, okay?" Mitch said, kissing Naomi. The following evening, Gil Bellows started, and Mitch hit a solo homer, but it wasnt enough, as the Good Guys were defeated, 2-1. Charlize Theron took the mound on Wednesday night, and fired one run ball over eight innings, in an eventual 3-1 triumph.
Thursday was an off day. For appearances of socialability, Mitch and Naomi appeared at the casino to do some gambling with the team. That night, after their children had been put to bed, Mitch's dominant personality got the best of him. As Naomi was finishing dishes, Mitch came up behind her, and ran his index finger down her back, causing her to crumple to the floor from the ticklish sensation in her back. "Hey, what gives. If you wanted to do something, you could have just asked" Naomi said. "Let's just fuck, right here on the floor, dont even get undressed, just pull your panties down" Mitch said. "I dont have my contraceptive in, and, what happens if someone comes out? We dont live alone you know" "I'll get you your contraceptive, and please just do it because I ask. Dont worry about anyone else, they are all sleeping, this wont take long." Mitch said. "You are a major pain in my ass, but okay" Naomi said, giggling. After Naomi put in her contraceptive, the couple had a quickie right on the kitchen floor, and luckily, were not disturbed. "My back will hate this tomorrow, but if it makes you happy, then okay" Naomi said.
San Diego came to town the next night. Neve Campbell started, and pitched one run ball over seven innings, in a 4-1 win. The fifth starter did a better than usual job on Saturday night, but dropped the game, 1-0. Kate Hudson went to the mound on Sunday, in front of the usual Sunday afternoon sellout. She pitched a dandy game, striking out ten in eight innings. The Good Guys erupted for six runs in the seventh, erasing a 3-1 deficit, in an eventual 9-3 win.
On Monday, before the game with the Dodgers, Mitch and Naomi went to see the marriage couneslor. With all their problems lately, the couneslor was surprised to hear how they were getting along. "He has pretty much made the decision that he hates baseball, and wants to pack it in. We are getting along better, we hadnt had sex for a long time, but now, at least one or two times a day, that's all we do. Is that normal?" Naomi said. "You are married, if it feels right, and you both agree, go for it. If you arent fighting, there is no law in any marriage, no matter how old it is, against too much sex." The couneslor said. Naomi began to giggle. "The other night, he tickled my back, and I fell to the ground, and I let him fuck me on the kitchen floor. It felt weird, but yet, it felt right, because we wanted to do it, and we felt happy." Naomi said. "Except for anyone coming in, there is nothing wrong with that. You both look happier than I've seen you for a while. If sex feels right, in the right way, then just do it. There is no law, or book, of how or what to do in sex." The couneslor said.
That night, the Good Guys played the Dodgers. Gil Bellows was on the hill, and he fared just fine, allowing two runs in six innings, in an eventual 3-2 win. When the couple got home that night, they couldnt stop kissing each other. "Gosh, what an idiot Iam. Fuck Alan, baseball, everything, as long as I have you, I dont need anything or anyone else but you, and I dont want anything or anyone else but you. As long as we are together, and our family is in tact, and well, I am fine with whatever else happens" Mitch said. Charlize pitched on Tuesday night, and suffered a 4-3 defeat. Neve Campbel would pitch on Wednesday, but before she did, Mitch and Naomi ended up having to take care of extra cirricular business. As they entered the clubhouse, Alan confronted them. "I should tell you, Mitch, that if it was up to me, and you werent a ten and five player. (Ten years in baseball, and five years on the same team, which meant Mitch could veto any trade) I would make your life as miserable as possible, and trade you, just to break your family up. I want you out of my hair, and out of my life. I am hopeful that your season is so awful, that you decide to leave voluntarially" Alan said arrogantly. "Alan, you peabrained scumbag of a man, who owns this team only for power, and to throw your weight around, you contribute nothing positive to this team, and everyone hates you. I am about to announce something that will probably make you very, very happy, you little piece of shit. Naomi and I have been talking, and I am planning to retire, and so is she. After this year, you wont have to pay me, or see me anymore. I look forward to the day, when I never have to see your rotten face again" Mitch said. Alan smirked. "That does make me happy. I look forward to the end of the season, when I can have you out of my hair" Alan said. Kate Hudson came over, with an upset look on her face. "Mitch, you're serious, both of you are retiring. Why? Why now?" Kate asked. "It's time, Katie. I have been unhappy for a long time, and it's time for me to focus in on my family, and for Nai to reclaim her acting career. She has given up so much. I've loved playing ball for this team, but it just isnt the same. Baseball cant go on forever. I will miss everyone, but it just seems time to say uncle" Mitch said. The team was in a state of shock, and played with a lethargy that afternoon, dropping the game, 5-0.
That night, on the evening news, the lead sports story was the Mitch-Naomi retirement announcement. Even though Alan wasnt legally supposed to announce anything, unless and until Mitch did so publicly, apparently, a female reporter had learned from Alan of Mitch's retirement intention, and had aired the story.
Also that night, the team held a tickle party. The featured lee, was the same reporter who aired the story. She had unwisely decided to come to the club where the Good Guys were having dinner and drinks, and had been forciably dragged into a back room used for fetish activities, tied to a bed, and stripped. "You are now going to be punished for airing the story, before I announced it myself." Mitch said. With that, second baseman Russell began the tickle on the reporter's neck with fingers, as her head moved from side to side, and the giggles began "HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, Catcher Barney attacked the reporter's underarms, down her ribs, and in her belly with fingers, as more squeals erupted:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG TICKLISH NOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael was next, attacking the reporter's hips, inner thighs, and knees with fingers, as the giggles continued to flow from her. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOOO! Finally, Mitch had the best for last, the soles of the reporter's bare feet. He attacked her bare feet with fingers, a feather, an electric toothbrush, and ice, over her soles and toes. The reporter went ballistic. She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed with hysterical laughter, begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! I GIVE UP! NO PLEASE NOOOOO! IAM SOOOO TICKLISH! HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle stopped, and the ultra tired reporter was untied.
It had been a dramatic homestand. Was the news true? Did Mitch really intend to retire, or was he just in a bad mood, which would blow over in time? There was still substanial time left in the season, but the news came as a shock to his teammates, and fans. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
When Mitch returned home on Sunday night, after they had put their family to bed, they had a heart to heart talk, about the real situations in their lives, and their marriage, and tried to come to an understanding. "Mitch, I'll be honest, there are times, when I really would like to forbid you from playing with my feet, and tickling me, and I would just like to walk barefoot everywhere, and let my feet get so dirty, that you will be turned off, and not want to play with, or tickle them. Logically, I know that would make you unhappy, and that after a while, you would want to find someone else, to do those things with. There are many times when my patience wears very thin with being Naomi the tickle toy, Naomi the foot worshipped girl, and Naomi the ladder exhibitionist. My id tells me that I really want to tell you to go fuck yourself with asking me to do those things. My conscience, and my heart, tell me that I cant do that, because you are my husband, I still love you, have three kids with you, want to spend the rest of our lives together, and that I am supposed to do those things for you. I dont really mind doing them, and I know I should do them, and want to do them, because I love you. I know you're very unhappy and confused now, but I want you to know that even though I know you're in "pack it all in mode" now, I sincerely hope and pray that this doesnt include me. If you are so fed up with baseball, Alan, the tickling community, and such, let's just make this the last year, bow out like the class acts we are, find some place to live. I'll act, and you'll find something to do. Your unhappiness cant go on, both for yourself, and for us." Naomi said. Mitch kissed Naomi:" You just told me what I needed to hear. We dont have to decide the baseball thing firmly now, but it's likely I will want to pack it in. As long as I know you're with me, that's all I care about" Mitch said.
After their heart to heart, Mitch and Naomi made love for the first time in a long time. As they were holding each other, Mitch couldnt resist asking Naomi:" Nai, I know you're naked, but, ah, could we put on robes, and go do you know what. It's been a long time" Mitch said. Naomi laughed. "Yes, we can, you silly boy. I want to make you feel good. That is my job" Naomi said. With that, Naomi and Mitch put on coverings, with Naomi wearing a short teri robe, and she got the stepladder out of the closet, set it up, and stood on the second to top step for Mitch to view. Additionally, for added incentive, Naomi stood as high on her toes as she could, without feeling off balance, so her loving husband could have a good view of the soles of her soft feet. Mitch felt his penis stiffen as she did this for him. When she came down, he took her in his arms, and kissed her:" Thank you, it means a lot to me, that you did that, and dont mind" " You're welcome, and no, I dont mind doing it. It isn't torturous, it is an alternative fetish. I've been doing it for you for 20 years. Sometimes it is a pain in my ass to do it, but I am mostly okay with it" Naomi said.
The next night, Mitch and Naomi arrived at the ballpark to play the Giants, with Mitch feeling a greater sense of inner peace, than he had in a long time. He came to terms with the fact that if Naomi and him stayed together, and kept their family together, that whatever else happened with the team, Alan, the tickling chatroom, or the community, much didnt matter. Neither Naomi or Mitch had the ultimate answer as to whether the end of that season, would be the end of the line for their careers. Mitch knew, that as unhappy as he was, he would in fact miss at least some of his teammates, and members of the tickling chatroom, if Naomi and him decided to pack everything in. The question for Mitch was, as much as he was fighting his demons, what was best for both he and Naomi long term. For the first time in a long time, Mitch firmly trusted that Naomi was with him, and supportive to the decision to leave their lives as they knew them, behind.
If he had that, everything else would fall into place.
That night, it was back to baseball with Kate Hudson on the hill. Mitch, who was rejuvunated, hit two home runs, much to Alan's dismay, as Kate was her usual fine self, in a 5-2 win. That night, when they got home, Mitch started in with Naomi again. "Hey, since we havent, is it okay if we do it like every night on this homestand? I feel like we have a lot of catching up to do. " Mitch said "Yeah, it's okay. Do I have to get up the ladder every night, too?" Naomi asked sheepishly. Mitch nodded. "Yes, you do, ladder slave Naomi, and, when and if we retire, we will discuss giving you a reduced mandate to do so, okay?" Mitch said, kissing Naomi. The following evening, Gil Bellows started, and Mitch hit a solo homer, but it wasnt enough, as the Good Guys were defeated, 2-1. Charlize Theron took the mound on Wednesday night, and fired one run ball over eight innings, in an eventual 3-1 triumph.
Thursday was an off day. For appearances of socialability, Mitch and Naomi appeared at the casino to do some gambling with the team. That night, after their children had been put to bed, Mitch's dominant personality got the best of him. As Naomi was finishing dishes, Mitch came up behind her, and ran his index finger down her back, causing her to crumple to the floor from the ticklish sensation in her back. "Hey, what gives. If you wanted to do something, you could have just asked" Naomi said. "Let's just fuck, right here on the floor, dont even get undressed, just pull your panties down" Mitch said. "I dont have my contraceptive in, and, what happens if someone comes out? We dont live alone you know" "I'll get you your contraceptive, and please just do it because I ask. Dont worry about anyone else, they are all sleeping, this wont take long." Mitch said. "You are a major pain in my ass, but okay" Naomi said, giggling. After Naomi put in her contraceptive, the couple had a quickie right on the kitchen floor, and luckily, were not disturbed. "My back will hate this tomorrow, but if it makes you happy, then okay" Naomi said.
San Diego came to town the next night. Neve Campbell started, and pitched one run ball over seven innings, in a 4-1 win. The fifth starter did a better than usual job on Saturday night, but dropped the game, 1-0. Kate Hudson went to the mound on Sunday, in front of the usual Sunday afternoon sellout. She pitched a dandy game, striking out ten in eight innings. The Good Guys erupted for six runs in the seventh, erasing a 3-1 deficit, in an eventual 9-3 win.
On Monday, before the game with the Dodgers, Mitch and Naomi went to see the marriage couneslor. With all their problems lately, the couneslor was surprised to hear how they were getting along. "He has pretty much made the decision that he hates baseball, and wants to pack it in. We are getting along better, we hadnt had sex for a long time, but now, at least one or two times a day, that's all we do. Is that normal?" Naomi said. "You are married, if it feels right, and you both agree, go for it. If you arent fighting, there is no law in any marriage, no matter how old it is, against too much sex." The couneslor said. Naomi began to giggle. "The other night, he tickled my back, and I fell to the ground, and I let him fuck me on the kitchen floor. It felt weird, but yet, it felt right, because we wanted to do it, and we felt happy." Naomi said. "Except for anyone coming in, there is nothing wrong with that. You both look happier than I've seen you for a while. If sex feels right, in the right way, then just do it. There is no law, or book, of how or what to do in sex." The couneslor said.
That night, the Good Guys played the Dodgers. Gil Bellows was on the hill, and he fared just fine, allowing two runs in six innings, in an eventual 3-2 win. When the couple got home that night, they couldnt stop kissing each other. "Gosh, what an idiot Iam. Fuck Alan, baseball, everything, as long as I have you, I dont need anything or anyone else but you, and I dont want anything or anyone else but you. As long as we are together, and our family is in tact, and well, I am fine with whatever else happens" Mitch said. Charlize pitched on Tuesday night, and suffered a 4-3 defeat. Neve Campbel would pitch on Wednesday, but before she did, Mitch and Naomi ended up having to take care of extra cirricular business. As they entered the clubhouse, Alan confronted them. "I should tell you, Mitch, that if it was up to me, and you werent a ten and five player. (Ten years in baseball, and five years on the same team, which meant Mitch could veto any trade) I would make your life as miserable as possible, and trade you, just to break your family up. I want you out of my hair, and out of my life. I am hopeful that your season is so awful, that you decide to leave voluntarially" Alan said arrogantly. "Alan, you peabrained scumbag of a man, who owns this team only for power, and to throw your weight around, you contribute nothing positive to this team, and everyone hates you. I am about to announce something that will probably make you very, very happy, you little piece of shit. Naomi and I have been talking, and I am planning to retire, and so is she. After this year, you wont have to pay me, or see me anymore. I look forward to the day, when I never have to see your rotten face again" Mitch said. Alan smirked. "That does make me happy. I look forward to the end of the season, when I can have you out of my hair" Alan said. Kate Hudson came over, with an upset look on her face. "Mitch, you're serious, both of you are retiring. Why? Why now?" Kate asked. "It's time, Katie. I have been unhappy for a long time, and it's time for me to focus in on my family, and for Nai to reclaim her acting career. She has given up so much. I've loved playing ball for this team, but it just isnt the same. Baseball cant go on forever. I will miss everyone, but it just seems time to say uncle" Mitch said. The team was in a state of shock, and played with a lethargy that afternoon, dropping the game, 5-0.
That night, on the evening news, the lead sports story was the Mitch-Naomi retirement announcement. Even though Alan wasnt legally supposed to announce anything, unless and until Mitch did so publicly, apparently, a female reporter had learned from Alan of Mitch's retirement intention, and had aired the story.
Also that night, the team held a tickle party. The featured lee, was the same reporter who aired the story. She had unwisely decided to come to the club where the Good Guys were having dinner and drinks, and had been forciably dragged into a back room used for fetish activities, tied to a bed, and stripped. "You are now going to be punished for airing the story, before I announced it myself." Mitch said. With that, second baseman Russell began the tickle on the reporter's neck with fingers, as her head moved from side to side, and the giggles began "HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, Catcher Barney attacked the reporter's underarms, down her ribs, and in her belly with fingers, as more squeals erupted:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG TICKLISH NOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael was next, attacking the reporter's hips, inner thighs, and knees with fingers, as the giggles continued to flow from her. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOOO! Finally, Mitch had the best for last, the soles of the reporter's bare feet. He attacked her bare feet with fingers, a feather, an electric toothbrush, and ice, over her soles and toes. The reporter went ballistic. She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed with hysterical laughter, begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! I GIVE UP! NO PLEASE NOOOOO! IAM SOOOO TICKLISH! HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle stopped, and the ultra tired reporter was untied.
It had been a dramatic homestand. Was the news true? Did Mitch really intend to retire, or was he just in a bad mood, which would blow over in time? There was still substanial time left in the season, but the news came as a shock to his teammates, and fans. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
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