Tickle Heaven
TMF Expert
- Joined
- Aug 14, 2005
- Messages
- 417
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- 16
I used to have an upper level management positon for an agency a few years back. I was pretty friendly with everyone and was well liked. On Fridays I would always go into one office and shout the shit with the secretaries. And every Friday afternoon they would have what they called "Kick back Friday". And what they would do is take off their shoes and kick their feet up on there desks and walk around their office all afternoon in nylons. So I started emailing one of the ladies about it and asked how it got started etc. And she just said that they got tired of walking around in heels and just wanted to kick back. I told her that if her feet were sore that I could massage them for her. She said really? I said unless your too ticklish for that. And she said I'm not ticklish at all. I invited her to my house after work for a drink and massage. So after small talk and a few vodkas I aksed her if she was ready for her massage. She said maybe with a develish look. I said your just nervous because your ticklish and she was adament that she wasn't. I said well let me see. She was sitting next to me on the couch. I just gently poked her sides and she kinda jumped and softly giggled. I looked at her and she had this look on her face like oh shit maybe i am ticklish. I then poked a few more times and she went from giggling to full blow hysterics. I sat close to her holding her wrist with one hand and tickling with the other. This lady was all over my couch and then slid on the floor laughing hysterically and begging for me to stop. I kept saying I thought you weren't ticklish??? She kept saying I am ticklish please stop. I said i will stop if you take off your shoes. She said no not my feet. I said you have nothing to worry about your not ticklish remember. She refused a few times to take off her shoes as i was tickling her ribs and stomach. I had her pinned back on the couch with her legs sticking up in the air. She had flip flops on. I said kick your shoes off or I will keep tickling you. She could barely stand it so she had no choice but to kick off her shoes. When she did i was pleasantly surprised she had nice feet, size 8, with dark purple polish. I then grabbed both feet and went to town. She screamed, laughed and begged me to stop. Her feet were super sensitive. And I was having my way with them. I had a arm lock on her ankles and she could n't move them. She just layed on the couch and laughed hysterically. I later found out that she truly didn't know that she was ticklish. I guess tickling can be educational