kcantankerous
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Hello,
This thread is for us to address easy tickling situations that we did not capitalize on.
I remember back in my personal training days (about 10 years ago) I was helping another trainer pass the NASM exam. In those days, it was an online test, and I told this one trainer i'd help her pass. She was stunning. Her hair style was bleach blonde, she has fair skin, a slim yet athletic build (like a volleyball player), and nice slender feet with high arches. She stood about 5'8, and her show size was maybe a slim 8 or so.
At the time, we were good friends, she helped me get a job at the gym I was working at. I went over to her condo to basically do the test for her. I didn't workout any arrangement, be it pay or otherwise. Partially because she helped me get the job, and also that isn't the type of guy I am with friends.
I was still in my work attire, athletic shorts and shirt. She was wearing the cute kind of coed outfit real short shorts and a tee shirt, and barefoot. That day was the first and only time i saw her feet. I didn't expect to see them, but I hoped I might at some point. Needless to say, I had a potential problem on my hands. In this stage of life, I was not open about my foot fetish, and if I could easily find myself in an ill advised boner situation.
I did the usual glances here and there to stitch together a mental 3d rendering of her gorgeous feet. At that stage of my life, I hadn't completely blocked out images of friends' feet. The block was a tactic i employed later on in life because I felt it would be perverted and unfair to assess the feet of women i was friends with.
By this time, I was hyper aware of the potential arousal situation, and utilized significant bandwidth to avoid getting an erection. My trainer friend is a naturally touchy feelly type of person. I've observed her enough over the years with people she seems to know both male and female, and that's just who she is. She'll grasp an arm, or prop herself against people she's familiar with while standing, etc.
We were sitting at her computer desk, and I was banging out the questions while she was providing some commentary. Regular stuff like, why was the answer B or whatever. Then I felt it, her bare sole grazed my exposed calf and ankle at various points. I registered the smooth and soft soles of her foot or tips of her toes during the few random contacts.
I successfully kept the blood in my body from redirecting to my pelvis with Herculean effort. She was a somewhat frigidity person. The foot to leg contact was too intermittent and didn't seem to be done with intention. The grazes matched someone who was bouncing their leg rather than seduction. Clearly, I would have been down for the latter.
I had enough spatial awareness to know that her foot was in easy reaching distance of my fingers. I could have "accidentally" stroked my finger against her the sole of her foot to detect ticklishness. A couple of potential outcomes caused me to abort the side quest: fear of being caught, breach of whatever she felt our professional relationship was, the unknown, reputational harm, had I done it I would have produced an obvious hard on. To harp on the last possibility, even if I escaped the fetish connection or she didn't see my sortie as an attempt at tickling her, my subsequent erection would have betrayed me. Even then I tried to be respectful, but even I would have taken that opportunity if I knew I could tame subsequent blood pressure spike. In the end, I saw a million outcomes from such a maneuver and only one of them ended with me on the winning side.
I'm interested to hear such strategic avoidance stories from some of you. Lastly, she passed the test and we continued being friends for a few more years before we eventually lost touch. The story outlined was the closest potential opportunity had with her on the foot tickling front.
Thanks,
K
This thread is for us to address easy tickling situations that we did not capitalize on.
I remember back in my personal training days (about 10 years ago) I was helping another trainer pass the NASM exam. In those days, it was an online test, and I told this one trainer i'd help her pass. She was stunning. Her hair style was bleach blonde, she has fair skin, a slim yet athletic build (like a volleyball player), and nice slender feet with high arches. She stood about 5'8, and her show size was maybe a slim 8 or so.
At the time, we were good friends, she helped me get a job at the gym I was working at. I went over to her condo to basically do the test for her. I didn't workout any arrangement, be it pay or otherwise. Partially because she helped me get the job, and also that isn't the type of guy I am with friends.
I was still in my work attire, athletic shorts and shirt. She was wearing the cute kind of coed outfit real short shorts and a tee shirt, and barefoot. That day was the first and only time i saw her feet. I didn't expect to see them, but I hoped I might at some point. Needless to say, I had a potential problem on my hands. In this stage of life, I was not open about my foot fetish, and if I could easily find myself in an ill advised boner situation.
I did the usual glances here and there to stitch together a mental 3d rendering of her gorgeous feet. At that stage of my life, I hadn't completely blocked out images of friends' feet. The block was a tactic i employed later on in life because I felt it would be perverted and unfair to assess the feet of women i was friends with.
By this time, I was hyper aware of the potential arousal situation, and utilized significant bandwidth to avoid getting an erection. My trainer friend is a naturally touchy feelly type of person. I've observed her enough over the years with people she seems to know both male and female, and that's just who she is. She'll grasp an arm, or prop herself against people she's familiar with while standing, etc.
We were sitting at her computer desk, and I was banging out the questions while she was providing some commentary. Regular stuff like, why was the answer B or whatever. Then I felt it, her bare sole grazed my exposed calf and ankle at various points. I registered the smooth and soft soles of her foot or tips of her toes during the few random contacts.
I successfully kept the blood in my body from redirecting to my pelvis with Herculean effort. She was a somewhat frigidity person. The foot to leg contact was too intermittent and didn't seem to be done with intention. The grazes matched someone who was bouncing their leg rather than seduction. Clearly, I would have been down for the latter.
I had enough spatial awareness to know that her foot was in easy reaching distance of my fingers. I could have "accidentally" stroked my finger against her the sole of her foot to detect ticklishness. A couple of potential outcomes caused me to abort the side quest: fear of being caught, breach of whatever she felt our professional relationship was, the unknown, reputational harm, had I done it I would have produced an obvious hard on. To harp on the last possibility, even if I escaped the fetish connection or she didn't see my sortie as an attempt at tickling her, my subsequent erection would have betrayed me. Even then I tried to be respectful, but even I would have taken that opportunity if I knew I could tame subsequent blood pressure spike. In the end, I saw a million outcomes from such a maneuver and only one of them ended with me on the winning side.
I'm interested to hear such strategic avoidance stories from some of you. Lastly, she passed the test and we continued being friends for a few more years before we eventually lost touch. The story outlined was the closest potential opportunity had with her on the foot tickling front.
Thanks,
K