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First Journey, Restless And Ill Mitch, "Fifty-Fifty" And, Running In Place

Mitchell

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The Good Guys embarked on their first road trip of the year, to New York. Atlanta, and Houston. Things didnt start well, as they dropped all three games of a three game series in New York. After that, they had better fortunes, taking two of three in Atlanta, and capturing two of three in Houston, to finish the trip with a four and five record, after a zero and three start. They returned home, on a Sunday night, to begin their second homestand of the year.
Following the months of bliss, the condition of Mitch and Naomi's relationship began to deteriorate. While they weren't overtly fighting, the couple had strained, and rather uneven, conversations on the computer, and the phone, while Mitch was on the road. On a couple of occasions, when Mitch tried to probe Naomi for the status of their relationship, her reply was:" Things with us are just so-so, Mitchell", a situation which didn't give the Good Guy right fielder much encouragement. She was also refusing to engage in cyber tickling, or foot, and nude, webcam shows for him. Such hadnt happened for six months, because the team had been in off season, and the couple hadnt really talked on the computer while Naomi was working in Austraila. On one occasion, Mitch asked her in an exasperated manner, over the computer:" Do you intend to let me fuck you when I get home, or do I get the guest room all of next homestand?" Naomi's response was again non commital, as she said:" We'll see, Mitchell"., once more not offering Mitch much encouragement.
When Mitch finally returned home to Paradise on Sunday night, he entered the apartment with his whole body tight like a fist. Naomi was there waiting for him, and said flatly:" I got my period today, and I'm feeling like shit, so, we cant fuck for about a week. Why dont you take the guest room, as I wont feel like being probed and tickled either, my stomach hurts" Mitch slammed his suitcase down:" That's just fucking great! Why dont I go to a fucking hotel while I'm at it!" Mitch said, his voice rising. "Excuse me? It's my fault that I have something that happens every fucking month, and you know will until I'm in my 40s, and you're mad? What the fuck!?" She said, in disbelief. "I dont know, I just thought that maybe if we fucked, I could take my mind off just how screwed up our relationship is, and pretend everything is okay. Now, I cant touch you, I cant tickle you, I cant tie you up, I cant suck your toes, or fuck you, so excuse me if I am a bit bent out of shape!" Mitch retorted. "This isnt my fault, okay, and if you're not careful, and you piss me off enough, I will refuse to let you have sex with me the other three days as well, so just watch yourself" Naomi said. Mitch unpacked his suitcase, threw his dirty laundry into a bag, packed clean clothes, and started for the door:" Fuck this, I'm out of here!" Mitch said. "Where the fuck are you going!?" Naomi said, her voice becoming a scream. "To the hotel, I'm not going to be around some menstruating bitch who I cant touch for a whole week, and who is going to give me bullshit as well!" Mitch said. "Menstruating bitch? Bullshit? Like this is my fault? All because I cant give you your way, and fall over with my legs in the air, and let you dominate me, or tickle me half to death? So if I dont do those things, I am worthless to you as your wife? How dare you, you bastard! How about talking to me, and treating me like a person, instead of some ladder climbing, toe sucked, tickle whore? Wouldnt that be nice!" Naomi said, seething with rage. "I have to get out of here, and go think" Mitch said, starting out the door. "Good, go think, go soak your head, you fucking asshole! Maybe I'll change the locks, and never let you back!" Naomi screamed, as Mitch headed into the hall, and then the elevator.
Mitch went to the hotel, checked in, had dinner, and tried to sleep. In the middle of the night, however, he awoke, and was deathly sick to his stomach. He couldnt go back to sleep. The next day, his cell phone rang, but he didnt answer it. Finally, about 5pm, he heard banging on his door, as he slept:" Open the fucking door, asshole, it's me!" Naomi screamed, through the door. Mitch slowly made his way to the door, and opened it. Naomi entered, her face set in a look of stone:" You look like shit. What train ran you over?" Naomi asked. "Hello to you, too, bitch. For your information, I was sick to my stomach all night. I'm going to call Lee, and tell him I'm not showing up. If he wants to fine me, fuck the old man" Mitch said. "Pack your things, and come home. I wont go to the park, either, I'll take care of you" Naomi offered. "Dont do me any favors. I am a grown man, I'll do it myself" Mitch said. "Will you stop acting like such a hard assed pain in the ass. My being pissed off at you, doesnt mean I dont have responsibilites to you, if you arent feeling well. In sickness and in health, remember those words? Well, I intend to live up to them. I'll drive you home. Leave your car here, and we'll get it tomorrow" Naomi said. So, after paying the bill, the couple made their way downstairs, and Naomi drove them home, where they both called in sick. "Sniderman said it is going to cost us $500 each for not letting him know sooner, but fuck him, you just get better. " Naomi said. That night, they lied in bed, and watched on TV, as Kate Hudson and their teamates, lost at the ballpark, 4-3. As Mitch lied in bed with Naomi, he asked:" Do you want me to go to the guest room?" "Did I say I wanted you to go to the guest room? Just stay here" Naomi said. He stared longingly at Naomi's bare soles. "Even though we cant fool around, can I give you a foot massage?" He asked. Naomi stared at him, and curled her feet under her:" No, you cannot give me a foot massage. It is inappropriate. Just because I'm letting you sleep here, doesnt mean I am not still terribly hurt and angry, about what you said, and did, last night. You made fun of me, because of a circumstance that happens to all women. Dont you think I love having sex with you? For a wife who is your tickle toy, your foot worship girl, and your ladder exhibitionist, not to mention your sex toy, you said some very, very harsh and hurtful things to me. Until I get over my time of the month, no tickling, no foot worship, no ladders, and no feet. We will discuss this in counesling on Thursday. In the meantime, get better, and just work on us being better, okay?" She said. "Okay" Mitch replied.
The next night, Mitch was feeling better, as the couple showed up at the ballpark, to play the Pirates. "You are both fined $1000 total for not showing up last night. Team rules" Sniderman said. "I was sick, Lee, so fuck you with your rules. Take your fine, and do what you want with it!" Mitch said, and walked away. Mitch suited up, and played in the second game with Pittsburgh that night. He didnt have his power stroke, but hit a double, which, along with other hits, was enough to overcome the Pirates, 4-2. The next night, things got even better, as Mitch hit a homer, and Charlize Theron pitched a shutout, in a 5-0 triumph.
Thursday was an off day. The couple showed up for counesling that morning, and Naomi delved right into the issue of the week:" He bitched me out because I had my period when he came home, and I couldnt be his on demand sex girl. Is that fair?" Naomi said. "Mitch, that would seem a bit harsh" The therapist said. "I'm sorry. I had just come off a ten day road trip, and, I guess, I was looking for some TLC from my wife" Mitch replied. "My not being able to have sex with you, because of a medical issue and such, doesnt mean I dont love you. I am here for you, always, you know that. I do everything for you" Naomi said. Mitch sighed:" I know. I was feeling selfish. I'm sorry, okay. I hope we can leave here, and have a good rest of the week. I dont want to fight all week" Mitch said. "Neither do I, oh, and by the way, I lose the period tomorrow, so, if we are okay, we can have a little afternoon delight before the game tomorrow night" Naomi said. The couple went home for a bit, before meeting up with the team at the casino. Before they entered the apartment, Mitch asked Naomi:" If we cant do it, can I at least give you a foot massage when we get in there. I am going nuts not being able to touch you, I mean, now that we settled whatever in counesling" Mitch said. Naomi smirked:" Yes, you can give me a foot massage, and tomorrow night, if you are good, you get to fuck me" Naomi said. The couple entered the apartment, where Naomi removed her shoes, and gave Mitch her bare feet. He took them in his hands, and held them up to his face. "You are so unbelievable, needing a whiff of my musk odor feet" Naomi said, giggling. "I already have them in my hands, would you like me to tickle you to death, Aussie, now shut up, and let me be near your feet" Mitch said, examining her soles carefully. "I want to fuck you so badly" Mitch said, as he played with Naomi's toes. "One more day" Naomi said, breathlessly, stifling a giggle, as she wiggled her toes lightly, while Mitch played with them. "Why the hell do we fight so much anyway. I am married to one of the hottest women in the world, and all I should want to do is fuck you. Yet, all we seemingly do is fight" Mitch said. "Headstrong personalities, American, we both have them, and except for my giving in to you with your foot and tickle desires, neither of us gives in easily, and it causes conflict" Naomi replied.
The next day, the couple awakened early, and their family left for the day. Naomi, in a short teri nightgown, sauntered over to Mitch, and put her arms around his waist:" One Austrailian wife, non menstrual, available to be fucked, immediately, if the American baseball player who is a pain in her ass so desires" Naomi said, in jest. Mitch turned around, and picked Naomi up in his arms, carrying her to bed:" Available to be fucked immediately, hmm? Sounds good. How about even sooner then immediately?" Mitch said, while getting both himself, and Naomi, naked, and devouring her, and then penetrating her. Their sex, instead of being tender and loving, was a bit purposeful, and deliberate. As Mitch was inside of her, he said:" You dont ever fake your orgasms with me, do you? It would really hurt me to know you did" Mitch said. "I dont have to fake my orgasms with you, American. When I am happy with you, you get me all wet just by us being together. I am sopping wet right now, and you didnt even stimulate me before you got inside of me. You make me crazy, in so many ways" Naomi said, as Mitch continued inside of her. "What a lucky SOB I am. I earn over a million bucks a year, play baseball three hours a night, and I get to fuck my wife's brains out at 10am in the morning, because she doesnt have to be anywhere either. God, what a great situation" Mitch mused, as he continued making love to Naomi. After the lovemaking, the couple fell into a long slumber, before their commitments at the ballpark that night.
That night, Friday, the team played the Chicago Cubs. Neve Campbell was on the mound, and pitched well, but lost, 1-0. Rachel Leigh Cook finally got it together for the first time that year on Saturday, firing eight shutout innings, in an eventual 3-0 win. Kate Hudson took the ball on a sunny, 85 degree Sunday, in front of a sellout. She was at her best that day, allowing but two hits in a complete game, as the Good Guys banged out ten, and came away with a 5-1 triumph.
The Cardinals came to town on Monday, in the homestand's last series. Gil Bellows pitched on Monday night. He allowed only three runs, but the team could not recover, losing 3-2. Charlize Theron had the ball on Tuesday night. She was magnificent, allowing only one run over eight innongs, as the Good Guys pounded out a dozen hits, and plated six runs, in a 6-1 winning decision. Neve Campbell took the mound, on a sunny Wednesday, in front of a sellout. The team did hit for her that day, scoring five runs, on nine hits. Neve was not at her best, as she gave up four runs in seven innings, but hung in there. The bullpen relieved Neve in the seventh, and allowed nothing, the rest of the way, in what turned out to be a 5-4 Good Guy win, that completed a six and three homestand. It had not been easy on any front, with the Mitch-Naomi trouble earlier in the homestand, and such, but, as Mitch packed his bag to head for Pittsburgh, things seemed to have calmed down.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday tickle party, following the win over Chicago. The featured lee, would be an intern in the Good Guys offices, who was a student at Paradise University, and was always teasing the team, and other employees, in the office, with her feet. The 18 year old cute blonde, was tied hands and feet to the bed, in a bra and panties, in the middle of the fetish club. Second baseman Russell began the tickle on the intern's neck with fingers, as her head shifted from side to side, and the giggles began:HEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, Center Fielder Ed Burns was next, tickling the intern on her underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as she thrashed, and giggled:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Working down, Catcher Barney was the next ler, tickling the intern on her hips, inner thighs, and knees with fingers, as her legs bucked, and she squealed:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG NO! Finally, Mitch positioned himself at the soles of the intern's feet, and attacked her bare feet with fingers, feathers, ice, and an electric toothbrush over her soles and toes. The intern went ballistic, wiggling her toes every which way, and screaming with laughter, begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! MY FEET ARE SO TICKLISH! I GIVE UP! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and the intern was untied.
Due to things being better for the couple, on Thursday night, Naomi drove Mitch to Nassau International, so that he could catch the team flight to Pittsburgh:" Uneven homestand this time, American, Crappy beginning, okay ending. Please be a bit more sensitive next time, if I tell you I cant do something. You know I always try to make you happy. What would be if I was sick, or such? When I'm well, and we are good, you wont find a more accomodating wife, now, go off, play well, and I will be here for you in ten days when you get back. I love you" Naomi said, kissing Mitch on the lips, as he grabbed his bag, and headed into the airport.
So, it had indeed been an uneven homestand, that started poorly, but ended well. Now came a ten day trip. What would conditions be like when Mitch came home? That answer to come in the next installment of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.

The End
 
Poor Mitch being sick there, but it might have been some retribution for the way he treated Naomi at the beginning there. At least things got better by the end. Another great one and I look forward to the next one.

HappyD
 
Thank you, happy, your praise is appreciated, as always. Yes, maybe Mitch being sick was retribution for his ill treatment of Naomi. It is good that they ironed it out by homestand's end.
My pm explained certain things to you. I will try to put up another story as soon as humanly possible, so, as you know, stay tuned, there will be more to come soon.

Mitch
 
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