Here’s a quick tickle that happened the other night. I won’t go into any revealing details (as most of you know I keep my private life private) but this was too cute not to share.
Halloween is far off my wife’s list of favorite holidays. She’s all out for Christmas. And I mean all out, tree up in November, lights up, house decorated, and will watch DVR Christmas movies sporadically throughout the year.
So when I got her to agree to couples costumes this year, I had to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. And in the off chance somebody out there might know us, I’m not telling you what we were. I will say we were superheroes and wore similar costumes. So use your imagination.
Before we go any further, I’ve got to say two things:
#1 She looked hot, and I made sure she knew it. Seeing her take part in something I love doing when it’s not her bag made me feel like the luckiest man on Earth.
#2 I don’t know if anyone out there has had the opportunity to notice, but a lot of women’s costumes are made of super soft material. This, combined with what I said in the previous paragraph, I could barely keep my hands off her.
So let me set the mood. We’re sitting across from each other at a Halloween party, the DJ was playing a great mix of ‘80s rock, and everyone is having a blast. She was in a playful mood, and was pretending to hit me now and again.
I thought “go for it” and I reached over and grabbed her legs. I skittered my fingers behind her knees, and the soft material made her more ticklish than usual. She giggled, and pushed my hands away, giving me her flirty smile.
I didn’t push my luck, since she claims to hate being tickled, but I loved every second of it.
Halloween is far off my wife’s list of favorite holidays. She’s all out for Christmas. And I mean all out, tree up in November, lights up, house decorated, and will watch DVR Christmas movies sporadically throughout the year.
So when I got her to agree to couples costumes this year, I had to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. And in the off chance somebody out there might know us, I’m not telling you what we were. I will say we were superheroes and wore similar costumes. So use your imagination.
Before we go any further, I’ve got to say two things:
#1 She looked hot, and I made sure she knew it. Seeing her take part in something I love doing when it’s not her bag made me feel like the luckiest man on Earth.
#2 I don’t know if anyone out there has had the opportunity to notice, but a lot of women’s costumes are made of super soft material. This, combined with what I said in the previous paragraph, I could barely keep my hands off her.
So let me set the mood. We’re sitting across from each other at a Halloween party, the DJ was playing a great mix of ‘80s rock, and everyone is having a blast. She was in a playful mood, and was pretending to hit me now and again.
I thought “go for it” and I reached over and grabbed her legs. I skittered my fingers behind her knees, and the soft material made her more ticklish than usual. She giggled, and pushed my hands away, giving me her flirty smile.
I didn’t push my luck, since she claims to hate being tickled, but I loved every second of it.
