Michael514
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This past Saturday was my 47th Birthday. So after the family went to dinner my oldest son went to his girlfriends and my youngest over his friend's house. So my wife and I went to our friend's house a few miles away.
Our friend, I'll call Kevin, was having just a few people over. When we got there there was only one person. I'll call her Dianne. My wife and I have known Dianne for years. Dianne is a nurse, mid to late 40's, blonde hair, about 5'2", between 105-110 lbs. comical and jokes alot.
I loved the socks she always wore. They were either a fuzzy. brown type or a soft, thick white type etc.. For years I always wanted to know if she was ticklish or just how ticklish she really was.............well Saturday I found out.
Well, as I said before, we arrived and went to Kevin's enclosed back porch. Kevin shook my hand and congratulated me and Dianne got up as she always did and wanted one of my soft, bear hugs. She ran to me and as I hugged her I lifted her off the ground. While she had her arms around my neck I quickly took my left finger and tickled her ribs. She buckled and let out a hysterical scream,"OH NO PLEASE NOT THAT"! I put her down and we sat at a round table.
Dianne sat on my left and we drank and talked. Dianne had her left leg over her right and I couldn't help noticing she was flexing her toes in her black socks with the gold toe. I saw how ticklish her ribs were so this made it ever harder to resist wanting to know for all these years with her foot, flexing, just inches away! Well fate struck!
Kevin noticed that my wife's drink as well as his was empty, so he offered to get her and himself another rum and diet cola. My wife said while Kevin was making the drinks she'd use the bathroom. Opperatunity at last came!!!!
I looked down and commented on her socks and as she lifted her leg I quickly grabbed her ankle and tickled the bottom of her whole foot from heel to toes. She went ballistic! She was laughing hysterically and screaming,"MIKE! MIKE! MIKE! HAHAHAHA NO MORE NO MORE", while desperately trying to pull her foot away. After about 15 seconds or so I stopped. She was gasping for air and she smiled at me and said,"my friend you are mean and terrible", and she laughed.
Kevin and my wife returned a few minutes later and we sat around for about 45 minutes talking, joking, etc. when fate struck one final time.
Kevin mentioned he was going to make more drinks and get some appetizers, my wife offered to help so again they both left. Dianne once again had her left leg over her right so I said,"well Dianne they're gone......tickle time", and I grabbed her ankle again and started tickling her foot.
She was hysterical again. She had both hands on her foot desperately trying to pull it away. I noticed that the only spot open was the top of her sole and her toes so I took my two fingers and tickled her there. She was laughing and begging,"HAHAHAHAAHAHA, NO MIKE PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA STOP MIKE STOP MIKE"! I could tell she was getting frantic so after about 30 seconds or so I stopped.
I said to her,"Wow Dianne I had no idea how ticklish you were".
She responded through gasps,"OH YES INDEED! I DON'T MIND A LITTLE TICKLE BUT MY FEET ARE THE WORST"!
I said" Well it's my Birthday so why not a little fun and laughs".
She then said with a smile,"Guess from now on I'll have to keep my shoes on around you heh heh", then she laughed.
The night went on till it was time to leave and Dianne once again wanted that hug so I lifted her up and this time I took my right fingers and tickled her ribs. She laughed and buckled again.
She said to me,"I'll get you one of these days".
I leaned over to her, smiled and whispered," Just make sure you keep your shoes on".
Our friend, I'll call Kevin, was having just a few people over. When we got there there was only one person. I'll call her Dianne. My wife and I have known Dianne for years. Dianne is a nurse, mid to late 40's, blonde hair, about 5'2", between 105-110 lbs. comical and jokes alot.
I loved the socks she always wore. They were either a fuzzy. brown type or a soft, thick white type etc.. For years I always wanted to know if she was ticklish or just how ticklish she really was.............well Saturday I found out.
Well, as I said before, we arrived and went to Kevin's enclosed back porch. Kevin shook my hand and congratulated me and Dianne got up as she always did and wanted one of my soft, bear hugs. She ran to me and as I hugged her I lifted her off the ground. While she had her arms around my neck I quickly took my left finger and tickled her ribs. She buckled and let out a hysterical scream,"OH NO PLEASE NOT THAT"! I put her down and we sat at a round table.
Dianne sat on my left and we drank and talked. Dianne had her left leg over her right and I couldn't help noticing she was flexing her toes in her black socks with the gold toe. I saw how ticklish her ribs were so this made it ever harder to resist wanting to know for all these years with her foot, flexing, just inches away! Well fate struck!
Kevin noticed that my wife's drink as well as his was empty, so he offered to get her and himself another rum and diet cola. My wife said while Kevin was making the drinks she'd use the bathroom. Opperatunity at last came!!!!
I looked down and commented on her socks and as she lifted her leg I quickly grabbed her ankle and tickled the bottom of her whole foot from heel to toes. She went ballistic! She was laughing hysterically and screaming,"MIKE! MIKE! MIKE! HAHAHAHA NO MORE NO MORE", while desperately trying to pull her foot away. After about 15 seconds or so I stopped. She was gasping for air and she smiled at me and said,"my friend you are mean and terrible", and she laughed.
Kevin and my wife returned a few minutes later and we sat around for about 45 minutes talking, joking, etc. when fate struck one final time.
Kevin mentioned he was going to make more drinks and get some appetizers, my wife offered to help so again they both left. Dianne once again had her left leg over her right so I said,"well Dianne they're gone......tickle time", and I grabbed her ankle again and started tickling her foot.
She was hysterical again. She had both hands on her foot desperately trying to pull it away. I noticed that the only spot open was the top of her sole and her toes so I took my two fingers and tickled her there. She was laughing and begging,"HAHAHAHAAHAHA, NO MIKE PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA STOP MIKE STOP MIKE"! I could tell she was getting frantic so after about 30 seconds or so I stopped.
I said to her,"Wow Dianne I had no idea how ticklish you were".
She responded through gasps,"OH YES INDEED! I DON'T MIND A LITTLE TICKLE BUT MY FEET ARE THE WORST"!
I said" Well it's my Birthday so why not a little fun and laughs".
She then said with a smile,"Guess from now on I'll have to keep my shoes on around you heh heh", then she laughed.
The night went on till it was time to leave and Dianne once again wanted that hug so I lifted her up and this time I took my right fingers and tickled her ribs. She laughed and buckled again.
She said to me,"I'll get you one of these days".
I leaned over to her, smiled and whispered," Just make sure you keep your shoes on".
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