Years ago, while I was in the service, my fellow Squad members got off a midnight shift and went to a house that 4 of them shared.
One of the members, we'll call her A, was a very cute small blonde with the tiniest feet you ever saw. She had a high arch with little tiny toes and took very good care of them. She was also about as ticklish a person I ever knew.
Though it was only 8AM to normal people, since we had worked all night we had started drinking. I was waiting for my, now, ex-wife but those who lived there were all able to shower. A was the last to go and when she came out, no longer in uniform, was dressed in shorts a T-shirt, no shoes so I could see her very pretty little feet.
Next to where I was sitting working on the duty schedule for the next night, was a bean bag chair. Nice and large very full & the most popular seat in the house. To make a long story short;
The guys were up getting beers, so A seeing the chair empty sat down in it. She was my second in command so I was helping her learn my job. The guys come back and find that A has taken their seat and demand she get up. (Off duty I was always pretty informal. I didn't believe that rank should interfere with off duty activities)
She basically told them to kiss off. I wasn't really paying much attention to what was going on but in hindsight what happened was the guys put down their beers on a table and just laid down across the chair on top of A, doing a great job of covering her from shoulder to knees in way more weight than she could ever hope to move.
It was her protest that caught my attention. I looked over and all I could see was a little bit of blonde hair, the backs of two guys and this lovely pair of feet sticking out from under the guys. There was no way I could pass up this opportunity.
I put down the papers I had and reached over and with two fingers started scratching lightly on the arch of her right foot. The response was explosive; 'OH SHIT!! No no please not that. Please donnnnnnnnnnnnnn and then she started laughing and screaming, begging for it to stop.
The guys couldn't see what was happening. One asked what was wrong as I just stopped the tickling to switch feet. A took a quick deep breath and then felt the tickling hit her left foot and screamed; "Someone's tickling my feeeeeeeeeeeeee and the laughing and screaming was once again on in full force.
I kept switching back and forth between her feet and one point got under along the base of her toes which caused her to scream even louder saying; "Jesus, please not the toes!!!!!!! Then in-between the laughter begged the guys to get off her, which sadly they did, giving her the opportunity to remove her feet from my reach.
She rolled off the bean bag chair and the guys took it over once again. A laid on the floor curled up in a ball for a number of minutes. The entire incident lasted only about 1 minute at most but she was down for the count for several after it was over.
One of the guys asked what was up with that? and I told him I was just helping them get their chair back. See it worked and smiled. They all agreed and thought it was pretty funny except A. She wasn't very happy with me right then, but got over it very quickly. She was mostly angry because I exposed her weakness to her room mates which she rightly assumed they would later exploit.
One of the members, we'll call her A, was a very cute small blonde with the tiniest feet you ever saw. She had a high arch with little tiny toes and took very good care of them. She was also about as ticklish a person I ever knew.
Though it was only 8AM to normal people, since we had worked all night we had started drinking. I was waiting for my, now, ex-wife but those who lived there were all able to shower. A was the last to go and when she came out, no longer in uniform, was dressed in shorts a T-shirt, no shoes so I could see her very pretty little feet.
Next to where I was sitting working on the duty schedule for the next night, was a bean bag chair. Nice and large very full & the most popular seat in the house. To make a long story short;
The guys were up getting beers, so A seeing the chair empty sat down in it. She was my second in command so I was helping her learn my job. The guys come back and find that A has taken their seat and demand she get up. (Off duty I was always pretty informal. I didn't believe that rank should interfere with off duty activities)
She basically told them to kiss off. I wasn't really paying much attention to what was going on but in hindsight what happened was the guys put down their beers on a table and just laid down across the chair on top of A, doing a great job of covering her from shoulder to knees in way more weight than she could ever hope to move.
It was her protest that caught my attention. I looked over and all I could see was a little bit of blonde hair, the backs of two guys and this lovely pair of feet sticking out from under the guys. There was no way I could pass up this opportunity.
I put down the papers I had and reached over and with two fingers started scratching lightly on the arch of her right foot. The response was explosive; 'OH SHIT!! No no please not that. Please donnnnnnnnnnnnnn and then she started laughing and screaming, begging for it to stop.
The guys couldn't see what was happening. One asked what was wrong as I just stopped the tickling to switch feet. A took a quick deep breath and then felt the tickling hit her left foot and screamed; "Someone's tickling my feeeeeeeeeeeeee and the laughing and screaming was once again on in full force.
I kept switching back and forth between her feet and one point got under along the base of her toes which caused her to scream even louder saying; "Jesus, please not the toes!!!!!!! Then in-between the laughter begged the guys to get off her, which sadly they did, giving her the opportunity to remove her feet from my reach.
She rolled off the bean bag chair and the guys took it over once again. A laid on the floor curled up in a ball for a number of minutes. The entire incident lasted only about 1 minute at most but she was down for the count for several after it was over.
One of the guys asked what was up with that? and I told him I was just helping them get their chair back. See it worked and smiled. They all agreed and thought it was pretty funny except A. She wasn't very happy with me right then, but got over it very quickly. She was mostly angry because I exposed her weakness to her room mates which she rightly assumed they would later exploit.
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