Toesheldback
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Yesterday my wife showed me a picture of her friend Summer on Facebook. She’s in her mid 40s and has taken up bodybuilding.
She’s in absolutely stellar physical shape, preparing for a contest. She’s ripped to shreds. I can’t even guess her BF% but it’s definitely in the single digits. Summer has always been blonde and has fake boobs that she rushed over to show my wife a few years ago as soon as she got them. Y’all get the picture. Sorry I can’t send you a pic of her.
Anyways, not to drag out a boring story, but several years ago Summer came over to hang out with my wife for an overnight. We all got tipsy, and conveniently Summer was laying in the couch on her tummy talking with my wife, her bare feet propped up on the armrest. I plopped down on top of her calves, and called my wife over. She leapt up and ran over and attacked Summer’s soles. Summer screamed and bucked and laughed but my wife didn’t stop.
It lasted maybe a minute. The next morning, a hungover Summer said “did you guys tickle my feet last night?”
We all laughed at how ticklish she was. I was in her little town in the Midwest recently and we connected for coffee. She brought up the tickling night. I laughed it off and told her that we know her weakness.
She’s in absolutely stellar physical shape, preparing for a contest. She’s ripped to shreds. I can’t even guess her BF% but it’s definitely in the single digits. Summer has always been blonde and has fake boobs that she rushed over to show my wife a few years ago as soon as she got them. Y’all get the picture. Sorry I can’t send you a pic of her.
Anyways, not to drag out a boring story, but several years ago Summer came over to hang out with my wife for an overnight. We all got tipsy, and conveniently Summer was laying in the couch on her tummy talking with my wife, her bare feet propped up on the armrest. I plopped down on top of her calves, and called my wife over. She leapt up and ran over and attacked Summer’s soles. Summer screamed and bucked and laughed but my wife didn’t stop.
It lasted maybe a minute. The next morning, a hungover Summer said “did you guys tickle my feet last night?”
We all laughed at how ticklish she was. I was in her little town in the Midwest recently and we connected for coffee. She brought up the tickling night. I laughed it off and told her that we know her weakness.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
