Michael514
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Here are two stories: One an article with a great ending and the other a tickling experience with a plan, the tickle and an embarressing moment.
When I was about 22 I worked part time in a machine shop after my full time job.(saving money for marriage) There was an issue of "Playboy" and so I opened it up hoping to see some gorgeous feet. (Yes I do look at the pictures), anyways I loved to read the advisor section and the readers letters. I read through the readers letters and I came across one from a girl who was a exercise trainer in a gym. Her letter was titled: TICKLE TORTURE. I read this letter quite a bit and I'll tell it from my memory from her point of view.
I am a trainer in a gym, dark haired, blue eyed 5'6" about 115lbs. and I was told I was fairly cute. There is this guy who like to follow me around and tickle me when ever he can. I pretend I don't like it but he knows otherwise. One day they planned to get me good, we were closing up and I was walking around bare foot and and he came up to me and wanted to show me a new tecnique. I agreed and he took me to the machine. I sat down and I put my arms over my head to grab the bar and he quickly took a jump rope and tied my hands to the bar over my head, he then tied my ankles to the posts. I said," I THOUGHT YOU SAID THIS WAS A NEW EXERCISE">
He said," OH DON'T WORRY IT IS".
Suddenly 6 instructors, all men, came out and stood around me. They started teasing me by saying,"look how smooth her armpits are" and " I wonder if she is ticklish"? With that they started stroking my armpits, my fore arms and my hands I was laughing hysterically, I laughed , I screamed, I giggled. They stopped and increased the weight over my head, not enough to hurt me but to stretch me out more. Then they started again and tickled me in a spot right above the ribs just below the armpits. I laughed, I thought my lungs were going to explode, their hands were everywhere. The torture lasted for about 20 min.and they occasionally stopped to give me a break, even when they didn't tickle they teased me and pretended they were going to tickle me. They finally stopped and untied me. One of the instructors who was untying my ankles reached down and tickled my foot. I jumped!
"YOU GOT ALOT OF NERVE"I said jokingly mad.
"NEXT TIME", he said,"IT'LL BE YOUR FEET"!
The magazine was eventually thrown out I guess but here's the coinsidence. A few years ago I was watching a game show. It was the newer version of " The Newly Wed" game and a couple was on. What caught my ear and eye was when the host asked her, "it says you use to work in a gym and you had a TICKLISH SITUATION what was it"?
The woman was a small, petite, brunette, and again this is from memeory, "My husband, when we were dating, use to love to tickle me when we worked in a gym, one day he and his friends tied me to a bench and tickled me practically to death. As soon as I heard that, the article I read a few years earlier popped in my head.
Here is the quicky tickly I mentioned. It has a plan, a tickle and an embarrassing moment.
I was again about 22 and I had to have a tooth pulled, It was the only cavity I had and the tooth became rotten, so O went to the dentist and instead of yanking it he wanted to do a root-canal. Well with me not having dental insurance it was cheaper to have it pulled. The dentist came in with his assistant. She was a gorgeous 30 year old, blonde hair and very friendly. I tried to find some way to get her alone and remove that tennis shoe and tickle her white socked foot.
It never happened, the place was busy and as soon as they were done with me they went to the next patient's room.
Suddenly this fairly attractive 40 year old sales rep., her name was Cathy, escorted me to her desk to talk about options for my just pulled tooth. I sat across from her desk and I happened to look down and I saw she was wearing loafers and had on tan stockings. I made a comment about how I liked her foot wear and asked if they were comfortable. She responded," yes they are, they make my feet perspire a little but I love them".
I said to her," I'm thinking about buying my mother a pair of shoes for her birthday because she is always complaining about her feet hurt in the ones she has".
"Well", she stated,"these are very comfortable".
I took a chance and asked,"could I see one real quick"?
Shockingly she agreed and lifted her right foot out of the loafer. I then reached down, picked it up and pretended to look at it. I realized how busy the place was so while we were alone I told her how much I liked them and then I asked her if I could put it on for her.
Shockingly again she agreed and she lifted her right leg to me. I quickly put down the shoe, grabbed her ankle and tickled her stockinged sole. I remember this very well, it was a smaller foot, soft and warm. Anyways as soon as I tickled it she jerked, sat up straight, wrinkled her sole and let out a laugh, as I continued to tickle it she was saying, while trying to hold back the laughter," I'M, I'M NOT TICKLISH".
She wasn't pulling away until another dental assistant, a male, walked by and caught this. He walked by and jokingly said,"OH SURE, YOU WON'T EVEN LET ME SIT NEXT TO YOU, BUT YOU LET HIM TOUCH YOUR FEET".
Embarressed she yanked her foot away and quickly put it back in the shoe. I sat there and din't say anything. She gave me my paperwork and she smile at me. I asked her if she was in trouble. She told me not at all because nothing happened.
I went back a week later for a follow up and I asked about Cathy. I was informed she got a promotion and was transferred to Chicago.
I hope you enjoyed them.
When I was about 22 I worked part time in a machine shop after my full time job.(saving money for marriage) There was an issue of "Playboy" and so I opened it up hoping to see some gorgeous feet. (Yes I do look at the pictures), anyways I loved to read the advisor section and the readers letters. I read through the readers letters and I came across one from a girl who was a exercise trainer in a gym. Her letter was titled: TICKLE TORTURE. I read this letter quite a bit and I'll tell it from my memory from her point of view.
I am a trainer in a gym, dark haired, blue eyed 5'6" about 115lbs. and I was told I was fairly cute. There is this guy who like to follow me around and tickle me when ever he can. I pretend I don't like it but he knows otherwise. One day they planned to get me good, we were closing up and I was walking around bare foot and and he came up to me and wanted to show me a new tecnique. I agreed and he took me to the machine. I sat down and I put my arms over my head to grab the bar and he quickly took a jump rope and tied my hands to the bar over my head, he then tied my ankles to the posts. I said," I THOUGHT YOU SAID THIS WAS A NEW EXERCISE">
He said," OH DON'T WORRY IT IS".
Suddenly 6 instructors, all men, came out and stood around me. They started teasing me by saying,"look how smooth her armpits are" and " I wonder if she is ticklish"? With that they started stroking my armpits, my fore arms and my hands I was laughing hysterically, I laughed , I screamed, I giggled. They stopped and increased the weight over my head, not enough to hurt me but to stretch me out more. Then they started again and tickled me in a spot right above the ribs just below the armpits. I laughed, I thought my lungs were going to explode, their hands were everywhere. The torture lasted for about 20 min.and they occasionally stopped to give me a break, even when they didn't tickle they teased me and pretended they were going to tickle me. They finally stopped and untied me. One of the instructors who was untying my ankles reached down and tickled my foot. I jumped!
"YOU GOT ALOT OF NERVE"I said jokingly mad.
"NEXT TIME", he said,"IT'LL BE YOUR FEET"!
The magazine was eventually thrown out I guess but here's the coinsidence. A few years ago I was watching a game show. It was the newer version of " The Newly Wed" game and a couple was on. What caught my ear and eye was when the host asked her, "it says you use to work in a gym and you had a TICKLISH SITUATION what was it"?
The woman was a small, petite, brunette, and again this is from memeory, "My husband, when we were dating, use to love to tickle me when we worked in a gym, one day he and his friends tied me to a bench and tickled me practically to death. As soon as I heard that, the article I read a few years earlier popped in my head.
Here is the quicky tickly I mentioned. It has a plan, a tickle and an embarrassing moment.
I was again about 22 and I had to have a tooth pulled, It was the only cavity I had and the tooth became rotten, so O went to the dentist and instead of yanking it he wanted to do a root-canal. Well with me not having dental insurance it was cheaper to have it pulled. The dentist came in with his assistant. She was a gorgeous 30 year old, blonde hair and very friendly. I tried to find some way to get her alone and remove that tennis shoe and tickle her white socked foot.
It never happened, the place was busy and as soon as they were done with me they went to the next patient's room.
Suddenly this fairly attractive 40 year old sales rep., her name was Cathy, escorted me to her desk to talk about options for my just pulled tooth. I sat across from her desk and I happened to look down and I saw she was wearing loafers and had on tan stockings. I made a comment about how I liked her foot wear and asked if they were comfortable. She responded," yes they are, they make my feet perspire a little but I love them".
I said to her," I'm thinking about buying my mother a pair of shoes for her birthday because she is always complaining about her feet hurt in the ones she has".
"Well", she stated,"these are very comfortable".
I took a chance and asked,"could I see one real quick"?
Shockingly she agreed and lifted her right foot out of the loafer. I then reached down, picked it up and pretended to look at it. I realized how busy the place was so while we were alone I told her how much I liked them and then I asked her if I could put it on for her.
Shockingly again she agreed and she lifted her right leg to me. I quickly put down the shoe, grabbed her ankle and tickled her stockinged sole. I remember this very well, it was a smaller foot, soft and warm. Anyways as soon as I tickled it she jerked, sat up straight, wrinkled her sole and let out a laugh, as I continued to tickle it she was saying, while trying to hold back the laughter," I'M, I'M NOT TICKLISH".
She wasn't pulling away until another dental assistant, a male, walked by and caught this. He walked by and jokingly said,"OH SURE, YOU WON'T EVEN LET ME SIT NEXT TO YOU, BUT YOU LET HIM TOUCH YOUR FEET".
Embarressed she yanked her foot away and quickly put it back in the shoe. I sat there and din't say anything. She gave me my paperwork and she smile at me. I asked her if she was in trouble. She told me not at all because nothing happened.
I went back a week later for a follow up and I asked about Cathy. I was informed she got a promotion and was transferred to Chicago.
I hope you enjoyed them.