roninnawashi
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My lovely wife was at a business dinner this past Friday. Her department (minus a few that couldn’t go) was all riding in one car just to make is easier. The car consisted of three men and two women. The dinner had ended and they were on their way home.
My wife texted me to let me know and said that she was ready to get out of the car because she was riding in the middle of the back. I sympathize. That seat sucks lol. Anyway, I remember that when she left the house she was wearing nylons and my lonely brain goes into sex overdrive...because that’s what I do lol.
I text her “I will do the dishes all week if you take off your shoe and say that you need to stretch your leg because your knee is locking up. Put your leg on the armrest in the front seat and say ‘but please don’t tickle me’.”
She texted back “lol it’s not going to work, love.”
I responded “ok, then you’ll be safe. Prove me wrong.
”
About ten minutes passed before I heard back from my wife again. The delay actually made my heart race in a good way. She could have been lying to me, but quite frankly, I don’t care!
Her text came, “ok whatever. It worked! That just means you’re doing dishes. That was awful! Lol”
I told her I was going to need more detail than that and she said I was going to have to wait until she got home.
The tale that followed was fun.
Apparently it barely took three seconds before the passenger grabbed her ankle and said “so don’t do this?” He rapidly wiggled his fingers against the bottom of her nylon covered sole. She said she instantly broke. He head flew back and her mouth was wide open in laughter. She started thrashing around and the passenger didn’t stop tickling.
The two people on the outside of the back seat had grabbed her and were holding her (likely out of self preservation) and everyone was laughing at her predicament. She had taken her spare leg and tried to kick away her tormentors hands. This only resulted in her other shoe being removed, her ankles being placed in a headlock and a hellacious tickling being delivered to both of her hyper-sensitive feet.
She said the passengers were sneaking in tickled on her ribs as well.
By the time the driver asked them to stop, she had collapsed down and was basically stuck laying with her back on the backseat and her clothes and hair was disheveled.
What followed her recollection of the incident was a lot of husband and wife stuff.
I hope you enjoyed hearing this as much as I did!!
My wife texted me to let me know and said that she was ready to get out of the car because she was riding in the middle of the back. I sympathize. That seat sucks lol. Anyway, I remember that when she left the house she was wearing nylons and my lonely brain goes into sex overdrive...because that’s what I do lol.
I text her “I will do the dishes all week if you take off your shoe and say that you need to stretch your leg because your knee is locking up. Put your leg on the armrest in the front seat and say ‘but please don’t tickle me’.”
She texted back “lol it’s not going to work, love.”
I responded “ok, then you’ll be safe. Prove me wrong.
”About ten minutes passed before I heard back from my wife again. The delay actually made my heart race in a good way. She could have been lying to me, but quite frankly, I don’t care!
Her text came, “ok whatever. It worked! That just means you’re doing dishes. That was awful! Lol”
I told her I was going to need more detail than that and she said I was going to have to wait until she got home.
The tale that followed was fun.
Apparently it barely took three seconds before the passenger grabbed her ankle and said “so don’t do this?” He rapidly wiggled his fingers against the bottom of her nylon covered sole. She said she instantly broke. He head flew back and her mouth was wide open in laughter. She started thrashing around and the passenger didn’t stop tickling.
The two people on the outside of the back seat had grabbed her and were holding her (likely out of self preservation) and everyone was laughing at her predicament. She had taken her spare leg and tried to kick away her tormentors hands. This only resulted in her other shoe being removed, her ankles being placed in a headlock and a hellacious tickling being delivered to both of her hyper-sensitive feet.
She said the passengers were sneaking in tickled on her ribs as well.
By the time the driver asked them to stop, she had collapsed down and was basically stuck laying with her back on the backseat and her clothes and hair was disheveled.
What followed her recollection of the incident was a lot of husband and wife stuff
. I hope you enjoyed hearing this as much as I did!!
