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Brief Work Massage and Tickle (m/f)

Coventrytickler

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It wasn’t until recently that I realised that I hadn’t shared this experience.

Around 2 and a half years ago, I had to visit a new supplier in Italy for a site visit. I was accompanied by our Senior Buyer, Hannah. Hannah is in her early to mid-forties, long brown hair and around 5 foot 11 / 6 foot. She is always in nylons and heels at work, rarely showing her bare toes, I would say that she has size 9 Uk feet. We have always had a good relationship with some flirting going on but as she was married with a child, we have always kept a professional relationship.

Our second day in Italy was a long, tiring day, walking around the large factory, viewing boring processes. In the evening, we finally got back to the hotel and went to her room to write up our findings. Hannah took off her heels, letting out a sigh of relief. I asked her what was wrong, were the shoes hurting and she mentioned that she hadn’t spent so long walking around in safety shoes, putting her heels back on killed her feet.

I joked and told her that she needed a good pedicure with a massage to sooth aching feet from safety shoes as they don’t really have much arch support. She declared that it has been a couple of months since she last had a pedicure, for a friend’s wedding but usually opted for self-care due to it being so ticklish, this was music to my ears.

I told her that if she wanted, we could take a break and I could give her a massage, claiming to be a bit of an expert due to my sporting past. She made a joke about how she hated feet and wouldn’t let anyone near hers. I told her the offer expires at midnight and we went back to the report. After another hour or so, I noticed her stretching her toes and arches on the carpet. I told her that she was quite clearly struggling, go and put something comfy on and take off your nylons, I will sort out the rest. Without hesitation, she agreed, but it was our secret. She took her pyjama bottoms and headed to the bathroom, reemerging a few minutes later. I told her to lie on the bed, face down and let her feet hang off the edge. I went next door to my room and grabbed some moisturiser before returning to see her large, bare feet facing me.

She warned me again about being ticklish but I pulled up the chair and sat in front of her feet, picking up her foot and placing my hand under it, supporting the top of her foot. Apart from a tiny bit of dead skin on her heel, her feet were pretty much flawless. With my free hand, I placed my index finger on her heel and told her to let me know where the most pain was coming from, slowly running my finger down her arch. She flexed her feet, with a little giggle as I slowly ran my finger to the ball of her foot. I could tell she was tensing her body so told her to stay as relaxed as possible. I touched her foot, under the toes and she twitched straight away. To prevent her from thinking that I was just going to tickle her, I applied some pressure to her ball and then to the arch, stating that these needed some attention as I could feel the stress. I worked in the moisturiser for the next 5 minutes, massaging her arch and ball of her foot before moving back to her toes. As I moved my fingers in between her toes, she kicked and giggled. I apologised and told her to hold still so that I could get my fingers fully between her toes, she kicked her other foot against the mattress and squealed into the pillow as I pushed my fingers in further. I scrunched and stretched her toes, before pulling my fingers back out, making her giggle some more. Finally, I went back to rubbing her toes and arch, applying more pressure. I moved to her other foot, repeating the same process to ensure she didn’t think I was only doing it to tickle her.

After I was finished with her other foot, I told her that I needed to apply some pressure to her Achillies so that all her tension could be released. She just sort of just grunted at me, obviously enjoying herself. I placed my left arm over her ankles, wrapping my arm around and pressing down on them. Once secured, I sunk my fingernails into her arches, scattering across them. She instantly buckled, trying to free her feet and cackling with laughter. I kept it up for about 10 seconds before moving down to her toes as she tied to kick free, squealing and begging. I released her after another 10/15 seconds as she flipped over and retracted her feet.

I remember telling her that now I knew her weakness, if she disagreed with me, I was coming for her. She brushed it off, wiped her feet before putting her slippers on.

We see each other about once a week, in the office but have not managed another trip away together. We haven’t discussed her ticklish feet since.
 
Fun experience. Sounds like you need another trip 😉
 
That wasn't brief that was BRILLIANT! Great story, well done mate.
 
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