Michael514
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Hello again, the work season ended rather early, so I got layed-off Friday and now it's time to sit back and enjoy winter.
With that said, alot of the experiences I've been posting have been distant memories and how I yearned for a recent one. Well it happened yesterday evening at the nursing home my Mother is staying at.
Before I get to the heart of the experience I have to tell how it all transpired. I started watching what I ate and drank about 9 weeks ago and I have dropped close to 50 pounds. I am wearing clothes that I haven't worn in years. This one nurse's aide, "Flo", noticed and commended how good I was looking now. Flo is in her late 40's, kind of a big girl, very pretty and a great personality.
It all atarted two weeks ago when I was sitting with my Father and Sister visiting my Mother. I was sitting in a chair with my back to the door-way when suddenly I felt someone gently massaging my shoulders. It was Flo and she did it for about 30 seconds, she came in and chatted with us, then left to do her rounds.
I left the room to go to the cafeteria to get a bottle of diet tea when I saw her on one of the wings. I took a chance and said," thanks for the massage I owe you one".
She responded jokingly," yes you do".
I then asked,"how about massaging your feet"? I didn't even get to finish asking when she interupted and said,"oh yes my feet and I will hold you to it".
I walked away smiling and thinking about how good it would feel to have an opperatunity to tickle a pair of tired, sensative feet. Well like I said before two weeks went by and I didn't even see her so I was just figuring it would never happen, until yesterday evening.
I was leaving to go home and as I walked down the main hallway she came out of a room and saw me. She walked next to me and started to escort me out. I asked her if she was walking me out the door and what she said floored me," No I was hoping for that foot massage now, remember you owe me and I told you I was holding you to it". I took a chance and asked her when her break was and she told me at 4:00pm. Then she asked,"I guess you can't because you're leaving aren't you"?
I couldn't pass this up so I told her that I was going to my truck to get my cell phone. She believed me and told me to meet her at 4:00 in a recreation room off one of the wings. Dinner time is served to the residents between 4 and 5 o'clock so the small rec. room would be vacant. Sure enough it was a few minutes past four and Flo came in and sat next to me. At first she was reluctant and asked if she could get it when she had more then a 15 minute break. I told her,"sure but don't you want to see what you'll be missing"?
Next thing I knew she pulled her left foot out of her croc and placed it in my lap. It was a big beautiful foot, about a size 10, in a thick, black sock. It was warm and a little sweaty from working and I immediately asked her if she was ticklish and I scrambled my fingers on her big soft foot. She burst out laughing and wriggled it. I then started to massage it and she then told me,"I must confess and please don't think I'm weird, but I have a little foot fetish. I love to have my feet rubbed and tickled. I am ticklish in certain spots on my feet you just have to find them". Just as she said that I tickled the ball of her foot and she exclaimed in laughter," HAHAHAHA THAT'S THE SPOT! HAHAHAHAHA! NO!NO!NO! HAHAHAHAHA"! I was now holding her toes back and tickling that same spot. She again exclaimed," HAHAHA OH MY! OH MY! OH MY! HAHAHAAHA YOU'RE GOOD BUT HAHAHAHA SO BAD HAHAHAAHA"!
I would stop, give her a break and massage it again but with tickling methods. I tickle-massaged her left foot for about 5 fantastic minutes. I told her," I too have a foot fetish but mine is more of a tickling one. I love to watch a beautiful foot, like yours, wiggle and listen to sweet laughter". She looked at me smiled and said," like I told you my feet I can sometimes control and I have a few sweet ticklish spots on them but I am very ticklish on my upper body. When I get tickled there I go crazy and lose control". I told myself," hopefully I'll get a chance to tickle her there someday". Anyways I tickle-massaged her for a short time more and then asked if I could do her other foot. She told me yes but I would have to switch positions. I didn't hesitate at all.
I then got up and went to the other side of the table to do her right foot. She was ready and put it on my lap. I could tell she was more relaxed and I started tickling her beautiful right foot and she was laughing, begging me to stop and trying to pull it away. I was holding her toes back tickle-attacking the ball of her right foot. We had a blast, I was in my glory. Here I was tickling and massaging these big beautiful feet to a woman who loved to have her feet tended too. We were never interupted and no one came into the room, I told her the different methods I would use if we ever were alone. Like using oil, electric toothbrushes, feathers, etc. I could tell she was fascinated by this and wanted to test these items out.
Next thing I knew she told me that her 15 minute break was up and she had to go back to work. I told her the next time, when she was on break, I could treat her feet in my truck. She told me,"we'll see". She went back to work and I left for home. What a time it was and besides I see my Cardiologist at the end of this month and she told me if I ever were to drop weight I might be able to give her feet a quick tickle like I did some five years ago. I should be able to drop another 10 pounds or so then she too better watch out because I waited a long time to tickle her precious stockinged feet again.
I hope you enjoyed it and I hopefully will have more to write.
With that said, alot of the experiences I've been posting have been distant memories and how I yearned for a recent one. Well it happened yesterday evening at the nursing home my Mother is staying at.
Before I get to the heart of the experience I have to tell how it all transpired. I started watching what I ate and drank about 9 weeks ago and I have dropped close to 50 pounds. I am wearing clothes that I haven't worn in years. This one nurse's aide, "Flo", noticed and commended how good I was looking now. Flo is in her late 40's, kind of a big girl, very pretty and a great personality.
It all atarted two weeks ago when I was sitting with my Father and Sister visiting my Mother. I was sitting in a chair with my back to the door-way when suddenly I felt someone gently massaging my shoulders. It was Flo and she did it for about 30 seconds, she came in and chatted with us, then left to do her rounds.
I left the room to go to the cafeteria to get a bottle of diet tea when I saw her on one of the wings. I took a chance and said," thanks for the massage I owe you one".
She responded jokingly," yes you do".
I then asked,"how about massaging your feet"? I didn't even get to finish asking when she interupted and said,"oh yes my feet and I will hold you to it".
I walked away smiling and thinking about how good it would feel to have an opperatunity to tickle a pair of tired, sensative feet. Well like I said before two weeks went by and I didn't even see her so I was just figuring it would never happen, until yesterday evening.
I was leaving to go home and as I walked down the main hallway she came out of a room and saw me. She walked next to me and started to escort me out. I asked her if she was walking me out the door and what she said floored me," No I was hoping for that foot massage now, remember you owe me and I told you I was holding you to it". I took a chance and asked her when her break was and she told me at 4:00pm. Then she asked,"I guess you can't because you're leaving aren't you"?
I couldn't pass this up so I told her that I was going to my truck to get my cell phone. She believed me and told me to meet her at 4:00 in a recreation room off one of the wings. Dinner time is served to the residents between 4 and 5 o'clock so the small rec. room would be vacant. Sure enough it was a few minutes past four and Flo came in and sat next to me. At first she was reluctant and asked if she could get it when she had more then a 15 minute break. I told her,"sure but don't you want to see what you'll be missing"?
Next thing I knew she pulled her left foot out of her croc and placed it in my lap. It was a big beautiful foot, about a size 10, in a thick, black sock. It was warm and a little sweaty from working and I immediately asked her if she was ticklish and I scrambled my fingers on her big soft foot. She burst out laughing and wriggled it. I then started to massage it and she then told me,"I must confess and please don't think I'm weird, but I have a little foot fetish. I love to have my feet rubbed and tickled. I am ticklish in certain spots on my feet you just have to find them". Just as she said that I tickled the ball of her foot and she exclaimed in laughter," HAHAHAHA THAT'S THE SPOT! HAHAHAHAHA! NO!NO!NO! HAHAHAHAHA"! I was now holding her toes back and tickling that same spot. She again exclaimed," HAHAHA OH MY! OH MY! OH MY! HAHAHAAHA YOU'RE GOOD BUT HAHAHAHA SO BAD HAHAHAAHA"!
I would stop, give her a break and massage it again but with tickling methods. I tickle-massaged her left foot for about 5 fantastic minutes. I told her," I too have a foot fetish but mine is more of a tickling one. I love to watch a beautiful foot, like yours, wiggle and listen to sweet laughter". She looked at me smiled and said," like I told you my feet I can sometimes control and I have a few sweet ticklish spots on them but I am very ticklish on my upper body. When I get tickled there I go crazy and lose control". I told myself," hopefully I'll get a chance to tickle her there someday". Anyways I tickle-massaged her for a short time more and then asked if I could do her other foot. She told me yes but I would have to switch positions. I didn't hesitate at all.
I then got up and went to the other side of the table to do her right foot. She was ready and put it on my lap. I could tell she was more relaxed and I started tickling her beautiful right foot and she was laughing, begging me to stop and trying to pull it away. I was holding her toes back tickle-attacking the ball of her right foot. We had a blast, I was in my glory. Here I was tickling and massaging these big beautiful feet to a woman who loved to have her feet tended too. We were never interupted and no one came into the room, I told her the different methods I would use if we ever were alone. Like using oil, electric toothbrushes, feathers, etc. I could tell she was fascinated by this and wanted to test these items out.
Next thing I knew she told me that her 15 minute break was up and she had to go back to work. I told her the next time, when she was on break, I could treat her feet in my truck. She told me,"we'll see". She went back to work and I left for home. What a time it was and besides I see my Cardiologist at the end of this month and she told me if I ever were to drop weight I might be able to give her feet a quick tickle like I did some five years ago. I should be able to drop another 10 pounds or so then she too better watch out because I waited a long time to tickle her precious stockinged feet again.
I hope you enjoyed it and I hopefully will have more to write.
I hope you get to find out one of these days.
