ticklishmrs
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My husband and I had a few friends over recently for a little Christmas get together. There were five couples in all, including us. We had pre planned it, so the other wives and I thought we'd spice things up for the spouses and made some h'ordeuvres, served drinks, and let them have their "man chat". We wore some Victoria's Secret lingerie, elves ears, deer antlers, and made things festive. It didn't take long for the spouses to notice us and start tickling the wives. I am the most ticklish, and they would take each wife into the den and tickle us silly. They tickled me all over on the ribs, underarms, feet for over half an hour. I was hysterical with laughter and dying. Another wife, M, was tickled on her ribs for about as long and she was going crazy, laughing and begging. S was tickled on her feet also for about half an hour and her laughter filled the hall from the den. The other two wives were tickled on the feet and underarms, also the ribs. The hall was filled with HAHAHAHA, oh god, not there, please I'm begging you etc,, from all of us "victims". Even though it was obvious, when they had finished with S she came down the hall and said "they were tickling me, oh god I'm so ticklish!". The guys all got me one last time, tickling me all over with feathers, driving me insane. Lots of coochie coos, tickle her, get her here, and similar phrases were used to drive me wild. We all had fun even though the wives were turned into babbling messes.
We also recently had our firm's Christmas party at the office. I remembered there was some last minute filing so was in the stockroom doing that in my black cocktail dress. The boss, a family friend, came in and told me to not bother with it and come enjoy the party. I said "just one more minute" then felt his fingers moving up and down my ribs. I was squirming around and laughing, begging "Mr. R, stop I'm HAHAHAHAHAHA ticklish!". He said "ohhhhhh" and wiggled his fingers faster, moving into my armpits. All I could do was laugh as it was incredibly ticklish. He was tickling up and down my ribs and into the armpits over and over, saying "coochie coochie coo". I couldn't speak through the laughter until he let up 10 minutes later. I said "oh god thank you, you were tickling me to death!" He replied "you are a ticklish one!, now come join the party. When we went into the office someone commented on the laughter and Mr. R just said "oh she's tickled to be working here". Everyone smiled but my guess is they knew what went on.
Merry Christmas all, Happy Holidays!
We also recently had our firm's Christmas party at the office. I remembered there was some last minute filing so was in the stockroom doing that in my black cocktail dress. The boss, a family friend, came in and told me to not bother with it and come enjoy the party. I said "just one more minute" then felt his fingers moving up and down my ribs. I was squirming around and laughing, begging "Mr. R, stop I'm HAHAHAHAHAHA ticklish!". He said "ohhhhhh" and wiggled his fingers faster, moving into my armpits. All I could do was laugh as it was incredibly ticklish. He was tickling up and down my ribs and into the armpits over and over, saying "coochie coochie coo". I couldn't speak through the laughter until he let up 10 minutes later. I said "oh god thank you, you were tickling me to death!" He replied "you are a ticklish one!, now come join the party. When we went into the office someone commented on the laughter and Mr. R just said "oh she's tickled to be working here". Everyone smiled but my guess is they knew what went on.
Merry Christmas all, Happy Holidays!
