The Good Guys, with Mitch in a dark mood again, embarked on their next road trip. Their first stop was New York, where they were swept three games, losing all three by one run, in either the eighth, ninth, or extra innings. They then went to Atlanta, and lost two of three, and then to Houston, and dropped two of three there as well, to finish with a miserable two and seven record on the road trip. That year, it seemed that the only thing keeping the Good Guys in the divisional race, was their fine play at home. On the road, they were having a much worse season than usual. They returned home on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand against the teams from the middle of the country.
When Mitch returned home, Naomi was there waiting for him as she always was. Although he was relieved to be home, Naomi couldnt help but feel that she needed to suggest something to her husband to try and perk his mood up. After she gave him the almost obligatory lovemaking, Naomi, lying naked next to Mitch, and holding him, gave him some advice. "Mitch, I want us to both talk to either your doctor, or maybe our marriage couneslor. I am beginning to wonder if maybe you need either a natural supplement like St Johns' Wort, or some other anti depressant to pull you out of this mood, because I dont know what to do anymore" She said, lovingly, but firmly. "It might work, we can try. At this point, I don't know what to do" Mitch said. That night, things got even worse for Mitch. He awakened in the middle of the night, to find Naomi sleeping peacefully next to him, naked. Naomi's bare feet were sticking out fully from under the covers, and, at that point, Mitch made a move he would later live to regret. He first went down to the foot of the bed, and took a whiff of Naomi's bare feet. It didnt end there. He began running his fingers ever so slightly over Naomi's bare soles, and around and across her toes. At first, her toes just flexed back slightly in her sleep, and she didnt move. Then, as he tickled faster, her toes did a hard flexing motion in her sleep. Finally, he began to lightly run his tounge up and down her bare soles, at first slowly, and then more quickly. Naomi woke up finally, and, that was the move that finally tried her patience. She hit the ceiling when she saw what he was doing. "Mitch! What the hell were you just doing to my feet in my sleep! We've been married how many years now? You know the rules. When I'm awake, anything goes, but when I'm assleep, you do not smell my feet, you do not tickle them, and you do not kiss them, or use your tounge on them! Get the hell out of here! Go sleep on the couch! I am furious that you woke me up out of a dead sleep in the middle of the night! Have some self control, goddamit!" Naomi snapped, angrily. Mitch sheepishly got his pillow, and looked at Naomi with an almost guilty look on his face. "I know you are feeling badly, and I want to help you, but, Mitch, I am trying to be very, very patient here. You are greatly trying my patience. I strongly suggest that you do not alienate me, because, after October, you have no one else but me, mister!" Naomi said angrily, as Mitch walked from the room.
The next morning, Naomi was making breakfast for the kids, as Mitch walked up behind her, and tried to put his arms around her waist, in a show of apology, but she wasnt buying it. "That tickles! Do not touch me! I couldnt get back to sleep last night. I felt violated. It would almost be as if you raped me in the middle of the night, without having my consent for sex. I want to be the patient, understanding wife, but right now, I have very little respect for you with what you did!" Naomi snapped. That day, during a session with the couneslor, Naomi expressed her rage at Mitch's middle of the night activities. "I dont think you will find a more patient, giving, or sacrificing wife than me. When I am awake, whatever he wants, goes, he is the king, but I do not appreciate him violating me like some kind of on call sex toy in the middle of the night. You cant imagine the feeling of being woken up in the middle of the night, to find your toes being licked, or your husband's nose pressed up against your bare feet. If he wants to lick my toes, or even smell my feet, when I'm awake, fine, I am open minded, and I am here to make him happy, but I feel like when he does those things in my sleep, like he is slithering around like some perverted attacker. I am giving you fair warning ,mister, control yourself when Iam sleeping, and dont you ever do that again, or else, you will be very sorry!" Naomi snapped.
When the Good Guys gathered at the park that night to play Pittsburgh, Mitch knew he had problems. Naomi said almost nothing to him, went into the bullpen, and locked the bullpen door, so he couldnt talk to her. Luckily, Kate Hudson was on that night, making up for Mitch's five strikeouts, as she pitched one run ball over eight plus innings, in an eventual 6-1 Good Guy win. That night, when the couple got home, Naomi let him have it. "Couch, mister, for the rest of this series. If you are a good boy, and dont piss me off, I will let you come back to bed on Thursday night" Naomi said firmly. Gil Bellows pitched on Tuesday night, and he also came up a winner, allowing two runs in seven innings, of a 4-2 triumph., in spite of four more strikeouts by Mitch. Charlize Theron completed the sweep on Wednesday night, allowing three runs into the eighth, of a 5-3 win.
Thursday was an off day. The couple, who were still experiencing tension, paid a visit to the casino. That night, as they were undressing, Naomi told Mitch to come back to bed. "I need some, husband, so come sleep with me, but you better be very, very nice to me, or I will make your life a living hell for the rest of the homestand." Earlier that day, Mitch had visited his therapist, who discussed the middle of the night violation of Naomi incident. In the therapist's opinion, such was a sign of impulsive behavior, due to depression. After meeting with a psychiatrist in the same group as the marriage couneslor and therapist, an anti depressant pill was perscribed for Mitch. The star right fielder wasn't happy about it, but he knew he may have been left with no choice, after alienating his closest person, with his middle of the night foot assault, for which he was still not out of the doghouse.. Although Mitch was able to satisfy Naomi physicially, a great betrayal of trust had occurred on that night, which might well take a while to overcome.
Chicago visited Paradise on Friday night. Neve Campbell started, and fired a shutout, 2-0. After the fifth starter got a 10-0 ass kicking on Saturday night, Kate Hudson faced Kerry Wood on a hazy, hot Sunday afternoon in front of a sellout crowd of more than 54,000 souls. Both pitchers were at their best, with Kate fanning fourteen, and Wood fifteen. The proceedings weren't decided until extra innings, with Mitch hit a homerun to win it, 2-1.
St Louis came to town in what would be the last series of the homestand, before the Good Guys would go away again. Gil Bellows pitched on Monday night, and pitched his heart out, but went down to defeat, 1-0. Charlize took her turn on Tuesday night, and a few more runs scored, but the Good Guys wound up on the short end of a 6-5 score. Neve Campbell took the mound on a blazing hot summer afternoon, in front of a large crowd of over 40,000, that was held down a little by the unusual 97 degree heat. She pitched well, allowing one run over six innings. The Good Guys were tied, 1-1 in the eighth, when center fielder Ed Burns hit a solo homerun. The bullpen had to tiptoe through the ninth, but got out of trouble, to finish off a 2-1 Good Guy victory, that completed a six and three homestand. It had been a miserable homestand for Mitch, due to his own stupidity, and now, it remained to be seen if he could patch things up, before the next road trip.
On Wednesday night, Mitch and Naomi were lying in their room, watching TV, and Mitch tried to fix the violation he did to her. "Nai, I am so very sorry I violated you in the middle of the night like that. I had no excuse. Can we please deal with this. I'm going away tomorrow for ten days, and you've let me touch you like one time this whole week. Please." Mitch said. Naomi glared at Mitch. "I have been the patient and loving wife through this whole thing, Mitch. You will not find a more patient or loving wife than me. You blatantly violated me in the middle of the night, and I could not let that just go. I had to take a stand. I am here to tell you again, that whatever you need from me when I'm awake, I am at your beckon call, but do not ever violate me when I'm assleep like that again. That was wrong, no excuses. If you want to play with my feet, just ask, and they are yours. I am not some difficult bitch who doesnt understand her husband's needs. I have been catering to you for 23 years, but my sleep time is mine. Understand?" Mitch nodded sheepishly, at which point Naomi kissed him, the couple made love, and Mitch got tickling, and foot worshipping. He felt like an idiot as he made love to Naomi, as he had almost alienated the most giving of wives with his antics.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday night tickle party. As punishment for his dissing of the number one rule in their marriage, Naomi decided that Mitch had to be punished. He was carried to the tickle table by three large male bouncers, stripped naked, and tied to the tickle table. At that point, three cruel female doms entered, dressed in all black, with feathers, other instruments, whips, and chains. "So, you betray your always patient wife by violating her in the middle of the night, you pathetic little baseball player. You need to be punished for that!" One dom snapped. With that, one of the doms began the tickle on Mitch's neck with fingers, as his head shifted from side to side, and the laughter began:HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO! Moving down, another of the three doms, attacked Mitch's underarms, sides, ribs, and belly, with their long fingernails, as he howled, and begged:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OMG THIS IS TORTURE, NO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Then, the third dom tickled Mitch on his hips, inner thighs, and knees, causing his legs and knees to jerk violently. Finally, both the first dom, and Naomi, positioned themselves at Mitch's bare feet. Together, they attacked Mitch's feet at the same time with fingers, multiple feathers, ice,and two electric toothbrushes, over his soles and toes. Mitch thought he was going to go mad! He jerked his body and his feet as much as the restraints would allow, and howled with uncontrollable laughter, begging for mercy:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OMG NAOMI HONEY PLEASE! I PROMISE I WILL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN! I CANT STAND IT! PLEASE STOP! NOOOOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA! Finally, the tickle stopped, and the exhausted and drained Mitch was untied.
On Thursday night, as Mitch said goodbye to his family at Nassau Airport, and prepared for the upcoming midwest road trip, his wife hoped he had learned a lesson on that homestand. Mitch, who was now on a mood medication every day, was going to have to learn to deal with himself. He had pushed Naomi to the edge with his middle of night foot antics, and had nearly alienated the one person he had left. One did not even want to comtemplate what Mitch's life would be like without Naomi. She had been so patient, and, in that instance, he had been simply stupid. Hopefully, he could overcome his demons, and return home fresh, for things to be better next time. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
When Mitch returned home, Naomi was there waiting for him as she always was. Although he was relieved to be home, Naomi couldnt help but feel that she needed to suggest something to her husband to try and perk his mood up. After she gave him the almost obligatory lovemaking, Naomi, lying naked next to Mitch, and holding him, gave him some advice. "Mitch, I want us to both talk to either your doctor, or maybe our marriage couneslor. I am beginning to wonder if maybe you need either a natural supplement like St Johns' Wort, or some other anti depressant to pull you out of this mood, because I dont know what to do anymore" She said, lovingly, but firmly. "It might work, we can try. At this point, I don't know what to do" Mitch said. That night, things got even worse for Mitch. He awakened in the middle of the night, to find Naomi sleeping peacefully next to him, naked. Naomi's bare feet were sticking out fully from under the covers, and, at that point, Mitch made a move he would later live to regret. He first went down to the foot of the bed, and took a whiff of Naomi's bare feet. It didnt end there. He began running his fingers ever so slightly over Naomi's bare soles, and around and across her toes. At first, her toes just flexed back slightly in her sleep, and she didnt move. Then, as he tickled faster, her toes did a hard flexing motion in her sleep. Finally, he began to lightly run his tounge up and down her bare soles, at first slowly, and then more quickly. Naomi woke up finally, and, that was the move that finally tried her patience. She hit the ceiling when she saw what he was doing. "Mitch! What the hell were you just doing to my feet in my sleep! We've been married how many years now? You know the rules. When I'm awake, anything goes, but when I'm assleep, you do not smell my feet, you do not tickle them, and you do not kiss them, or use your tounge on them! Get the hell out of here! Go sleep on the couch! I am furious that you woke me up out of a dead sleep in the middle of the night! Have some self control, goddamit!" Naomi snapped, angrily. Mitch sheepishly got his pillow, and looked at Naomi with an almost guilty look on his face. "I know you are feeling badly, and I want to help you, but, Mitch, I am trying to be very, very patient here. You are greatly trying my patience. I strongly suggest that you do not alienate me, because, after October, you have no one else but me, mister!" Naomi said angrily, as Mitch walked from the room.
The next morning, Naomi was making breakfast for the kids, as Mitch walked up behind her, and tried to put his arms around her waist, in a show of apology, but she wasnt buying it. "That tickles! Do not touch me! I couldnt get back to sleep last night. I felt violated. It would almost be as if you raped me in the middle of the night, without having my consent for sex. I want to be the patient, understanding wife, but right now, I have very little respect for you with what you did!" Naomi snapped. That day, during a session with the couneslor, Naomi expressed her rage at Mitch's middle of the night activities. "I dont think you will find a more patient, giving, or sacrificing wife than me. When I am awake, whatever he wants, goes, he is the king, but I do not appreciate him violating me like some kind of on call sex toy in the middle of the night. You cant imagine the feeling of being woken up in the middle of the night, to find your toes being licked, or your husband's nose pressed up against your bare feet. If he wants to lick my toes, or even smell my feet, when I'm awake, fine, I am open minded, and I am here to make him happy, but I feel like when he does those things in my sleep, like he is slithering around like some perverted attacker. I am giving you fair warning ,mister, control yourself when Iam sleeping, and dont you ever do that again, or else, you will be very sorry!" Naomi snapped.
When the Good Guys gathered at the park that night to play Pittsburgh, Mitch knew he had problems. Naomi said almost nothing to him, went into the bullpen, and locked the bullpen door, so he couldnt talk to her. Luckily, Kate Hudson was on that night, making up for Mitch's five strikeouts, as she pitched one run ball over eight plus innings, in an eventual 6-1 Good Guy win. That night, when the couple got home, Naomi let him have it. "Couch, mister, for the rest of this series. If you are a good boy, and dont piss me off, I will let you come back to bed on Thursday night" Naomi said firmly. Gil Bellows pitched on Tuesday night, and he also came up a winner, allowing two runs in seven innings, of a 4-2 triumph., in spite of four more strikeouts by Mitch. Charlize Theron completed the sweep on Wednesday night, allowing three runs into the eighth, of a 5-3 win.
Thursday was an off day. The couple, who were still experiencing tension, paid a visit to the casino. That night, as they were undressing, Naomi told Mitch to come back to bed. "I need some, husband, so come sleep with me, but you better be very, very nice to me, or I will make your life a living hell for the rest of the homestand." Earlier that day, Mitch had visited his therapist, who discussed the middle of the night violation of Naomi incident. In the therapist's opinion, such was a sign of impulsive behavior, due to depression. After meeting with a psychiatrist in the same group as the marriage couneslor and therapist, an anti depressant pill was perscribed for Mitch. The star right fielder wasn't happy about it, but he knew he may have been left with no choice, after alienating his closest person, with his middle of the night foot assault, for which he was still not out of the doghouse.. Although Mitch was able to satisfy Naomi physicially, a great betrayal of trust had occurred on that night, which might well take a while to overcome.
Chicago visited Paradise on Friday night. Neve Campbell started, and fired a shutout, 2-0. After the fifth starter got a 10-0 ass kicking on Saturday night, Kate Hudson faced Kerry Wood on a hazy, hot Sunday afternoon in front of a sellout crowd of more than 54,000 souls. Both pitchers were at their best, with Kate fanning fourteen, and Wood fifteen. The proceedings weren't decided until extra innings, with Mitch hit a homerun to win it, 2-1.
St Louis came to town in what would be the last series of the homestand, before the Good Guys would go away again. Gil Bellows pitched on Monday night, and pitched his heart out, but went down to defeat, 1-0. Charlize took her turn on Tuesday night, and a few more runs scored, but the Good Guys wound up on the short end of a 6-5 score. Neve Campbell took the mound on a blazing hot summer afternoon, in front of a large crowd of over 40,000, that was held down a little by the unusual 97 degree heat. She pitched well, allowing one run over six innings. The Good Guys were tied, 1-1 in the eighth, when center fielder Ed Burns hit a solo homerun. The bullpen had to tiptoe through the ninth, but got out of trouble, to finish off a 2-1 Good Guy victory, that completed a six and three homestand. It had been a miserable homestand for Mitch, due to his own stupidity, and now, it remained to be seen if he could patch things up, before the next road trip.
On Wednesday night, Mitch and Naomi were lying in their room, watching TV, and Mitch tried to fix the violation he did to her. "Nai, I am so very sorry I violated you in the middle of the night like that. I had no excuse. Can we please deal with this. I'm going away tomorrow for ten days, and you've let me touch you like one time this whole week. Please." Mitch said. Naomi glared at Mitch. "I have been the patient and loving wife through this whole thing, Mitch. You will not find a more patient or loving wife than me. You blatantly violated me in the middle of the night, and I could not let that just go. I had to take a stand. I am here to tell you again, that whatever you need from me when I'm awake, I am at your beckon call, but do not ever violate me when I'm assleep like that again. That was wrong, no excuses. If you want to play with my feet, just ask, and they are yours. I am not some difficult bitch who doesnt understand her husband's needs. I have been catering to you for 23 years, but my sleep time is mine. Understand?" Mitch nodded sheepishly, at which point Naomi kissed him, the couple made love, and Mitch got tickling, and foot worshipping. He felt like an idiot as he made love to Naomi, as he had almost alienated the most giving of wives with his antics.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday night tickle party. As punishment for his dissing of the number one rule in their marriage, Naomi decided that Mitch had to be punished. He was carried to the tickle table by three large male bouncers, stripped naked, and tied to the tickle table. At that point, three cruel female doms entered, dressed in all black, with feathers, other instruments, whips, and chains. "So, you betray your always patient wife by violating her in the middle of the night, you pathetic little baseball player. You need to be punished for that!" One dom snapped. With that, one of the doms began the tickle on Mitch's neck with fingers, as his head shifted from side to side, and the laughter began:HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO! Moving down, another of the three doms, attacked Mitch's underarms, sides, ribs, and belly, with their long fingernails, as he howled, and begged:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OMG THIS IS TORTURE, NO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Then, the third dom tickled Mitch on his hips, inner thighs, and knees, causing his legs and knees to jerk violently. Finally, both the first dom, and Naomi, positioned themselves at Mitch's bare feet. Together, they attacked Mitch's feet at the same time with fingers, multiple feathers, ice,and two electric toothbrushes, over his soles and toes. Mitch thought he was going to go mad! He jerked his body and his feet as much as the restraints would allow, and howled with uncontrollable laughter, begging for mercy:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OMG NAOMI HONEY PLEASE! I PROMISE I WILL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN! I CANT STAND IT! PLEASE STOP! NOOOOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA! Finally, the tickle stopped, and the exhausted and drained Mitch was untied.
On Thursday night, as Mitch said goodbye to his family at Nassau Airport, and prepared for the upcoming midwest road trip, his wife hoped he had learned a lesson on that homestand. Mitch, who was now on a mood medication every day, was going to have to learn to deal with himself. He had pushed Naomi to the edge with his middle of night foot antics, and had nearly alienated the one person he had left. One did not even want to comtemplate what Mitch's life would be like without Naomi. She had been so patient, and, in that instance, he had been simply stupid. Hopefully, he could overcome his demons, and return home fresh, for things to be better next time. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
Last edited: