Its been a while but i decided even though this isnt the last story of Aunt Janet , this is the only incident that happen when i was an adult sort of and the very last time i ever tickled her feet and this incident really cemented my bare feet tickle fetish . As i was reaching my preteen years there was really no reason for Aunt Janet to watch over me and at 15 when i started hanging out with friends , i would see less of Aunt Janet , i would see her and talk to her at family gatherings or in passing when she came to see mom . This was the summer i graduated so i was 18 going on 19 and still living at home . I still would think about Aunt Janet and the times we had , then one day that summer iwas bored and had nothing to do mom had just got off the phone with Janet and said to me , why dont you go over and help your aunt paint , you love painting so i figured what the hell she was always cool . My mom said " your aunt just kept yaking and wouldnt shut up so i could hang up ". Little did i know why she was so chatty , when i got to her place she greeted me and as always thanked me for coming to help her , she gave me a hug and said " its been a while since you helped me with anything ". My aunt like i stated in a previous story ( 2022 thread ) wasnt a drinker and only would indulge during a major holiday oe a celebration, well today she was drinking those hard ice tea or wine cooler things that have low alcohol content but i guess if you drink a number of them during an amount of time you can get tipsy and Aunt janet was showing signs of it which explained why she was more chatty and goofy than normal .
Aunt Janet was well into her 50s at the time , her hair was a bit gray and pulled back under a kerchief on her head , she was wearing a sleeveless top , cut offs down to the knees and flip flops , she had splotches of paint on her here and there and despite some wrinkles , she still looked good for her age We got to painting and it was fun we talked and laughed, hearing her laugh brought back memories of tickling her feet but i kept painting and then it was time for a break and she ordered us pizza . We sat in the living room i in the recliner and she came in with her plate and another drink and sat on the sofa , she sat down kicked off her flops and put her feet on the ottoman and we talked about about the past , there was a lot of remember when and remember that time conversation . I could tell she was still the same ole goofy aunt and more goofy with the drinks in her . I said to her" Aunt Janet , your a mess you got paint here and there even on the bottoms of your feet " . She said i do and tried to lean over and look , i pointed as i got up off the recliner and said "right here there was no paint on her feet but i scratched an area and she twitched a bit and had a bit of a smile . My excitement grew , i lifted her feet , sat on the ottoman and put her feet on my knees , she chuckled and asked what are you doing . I told her that i remember how she was ticklish. She had a mouth full of pizza and was quickly trying to chew and swallow and as soon as she was able to talk , i began tickling the feet bottoms , she laughed , feeling her dry wrinkled soles started to get me excited and as an adult i was now strong enough to hold them there she was laughing slapping her hand on the arm rest and then gripped the cushions and she was saying between laughing how she remembered i was always going after her feet and how she thought i out grew it and between more laughing she kept saying she was too old for this . She kept laughing saying her feet were still too ticklish and how she was always good to me . I went from the bottoms to the top of her feet and she curled her toes back . I stopped when she kept waving i still held her feet to my knees with one hand and gently rubbed them with the other for a few seconds . She caught her breath and said to me while chuckling " you almost gave me a heart attack , i hope your girlfriend isnt ticklish haha ". She got up to get another slice of pizza which gave me time to come down from being excited lol . We got back to painting and she thanked me for helping her and reminded me that she was still my aunt and if i needed any help with anything to just asked and stop by anytime . This was the first time where i got to tickle those feet for 5 min
She is still alive and well and lives in a different part of the state than me but i always see her at thanksgiving and christmas gatherings and we still chat on social media funny thing is , when i see her in chat , i sometimes will message her with kitchy kitchy koo and she will respond back with
Thanks for sharing your experience here.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
