I stopped at the store to pick up supper. As I walked through the parking lot I saw a raven haired beauty reclining on a Harley motorcycle. As I got closer I noticed she had no shoes on. Her ankles crossed right over left. As I got even closer I could tell she was wearing pantyhose, jean shorts and a tank top. I walked up to her and commented on her tan. She laughed and said it was nylons and fake. I told her I didn't believe her. She wiggled her toes making sound of nylon on skin. She then said feel me and see. I ran my hands over her soles sneaking in a quick tickle. She smiled...told you but sorry I am not ticklish. She closed her eyes and I acted like I walked away. I waited a few seconds and tried tickling her feet again this time hitting all the spots I could think of. She peaked out of one eye and smiled. Not convinced are you. I told you my feet aren't the least bit ticklish. I am sorry but it does feel good though.
She told me she was waiting for a friend to meet her. They where riding to a party together. We continued to talk and then her friend came and I went into the store.
She told me she was waiting for a friend to meet her. They where riding to a party together. We continued to talk and then her friend came and I went into the store.