I awoke the following morning with the sunlight peeking through the blinds, hitting me in the face. She was still sleeping, lying close to me, my arm around her waist. I nuzzled my face into her silky blonde hair. And tried to fall back to sleep.
That was interrupted by the first sound I’d heard that morning. “Aww... I wish I had a camera.” It was her Mom’s voice, my eyes shot open and saw her standing in the doorway in her robe and slippers. “Don’t sleep the day away you two.”
“Hmm...?” I heard Krista mumble sleepily.
‘Busted!’ was the first thought that entered my mind. “I think we might be in trouble angel, let me go explain.”
“Mmmkay... sleepy...” She said, still not awake. Even half awake she was being cute. I kissed her on the forehead and walked to the kitchen following after her Mom.
“Hey Billy, I was wondering if you kids were up yet.” Linda said, getting food out of the fridge.
“I just wanted to apologize... I mean... we don’t do that... oh man, this isn’t coming out right...” I was starting to sound like an idiot, where was my inner Fonzie when I needed him?
“Relax, I thought you two were cute together like that.” She said, the smell of coffee filled the room.
“Good morning Bill.” Reed said, clapping me on the shoulder. “Good morning doll.” He said to Linda, giving her a hug, and a little squeeze around the waist that made her giggle. I could see where Krista got it from.
He sat at the table, and motioned for me to sit across from him. “Son...” he looked me in the eyes. “I understand you two are adults, but you don’t make a habit of that do you?”
“No sir,” I replied, and took a breath, collecting myself and took Linda’s advice to relax. “But with all due respect, she needed me last night and my top priority is her.”
He smiled a little and held up his hand. “That was the right answer. I know you’re a good boy, and when I said I can trust you with her I meant it.”
“It’s obvious that you two are crazy about each other, and it’s not just puppy love. You risked your life to save her.” Linda added, and choked back her tears, raising her sleeve to her face.
Reed got up to comfort her. It was all over now, but the memories of yesterday were going to leave scars.
“And I’d do it again.” I said. What I didn’t know was that Krista was behind me and heard the whole thing. She threw her arms around me, and hugged me tight.
Later that day, I was giving her a regular aloe massage which we both enjoyed.
I was in a particularly mischief mood, and began sneaking in a few tickles.
“Hahahahaha hey! *giggle* tigerrrr, that really tickles!” She laughed and kicked her legs a little.
“I thought you were starting to miss this, so I decided to have a little fun.” I answered, going back to massaging.
“I do, but it’s crazy how much it tickles right now. My feet are like super soft from all this.” She smiled, and bit her lip.
It was true, her feet were incredibly soft from all of this tlc, to the point where she had to wear thick socks or slippers around the house to keep from jerking her feet up as she walked because the soft carpet tickled.
“Yeah I know, great isn’t it?” I said putting her socks back on for her.
“For you...” she laid her head back on the couch arm, and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, and playfully pushed on my chest with her foot. “Okay, I’ll admit it, it’s fun for me too. It’s like my feet are constantly being lightly tickled, I have this little buzzy feeling going.”
I lifted her foot off my chest, and planted a kiss on her cotton clad arch. She let out a soft moan, so I gave her other foot a matching kiss that made her purr in appreciation.
I missed our tickle play, but I wasn’t going to push her or make her uncomfortable. It could wait. We spent the last few days of the trip relaxing at home and I got to know her parents better in between their time away at the office. Before we knew it they were dropping us off at the airport.
She gave both her parents a huge hug. “Mom, Dad... I love you both so much, I’m going to miss you.”
“I know sweetie, but you’ve got this handsome guy to look after you now.” Linda said, returning her hug and giving me a wink.
“Like we told you when you left for college, you’ll be fine. And your mother is right. We’re glad you met Billy.” Reed said, giving her his own hug.
“Take care of our girl.” Linda said, giving me a hug as well. “It’ll be my pleasure to.” I replied.
Reed shook my hand firmly. “We know she’s in good hands son.”
We finished out goodbyes and boarded the plane. “Hey tiger, are you going to be okay on the way back?”
I stopped, stuck out my thumbs and gave her an “eyyy...” she laughed and we hurried to our plane.
Thanks to her, I had gotten over my fear of heights and flying.
** AUTHOR’S NOTE **
Krista helped Billy conquer his fear of flying during “California Here We Come” and his fear of heights during a story that I’m still mad I lost.
As we got to our seats in the very back of the plane we both decided to sleep through the flight. The stewardess brought us pillows and a blanket which we shared. She wrapped her arms around my arm and snuggled up against me with her head on my shoulder.
I decided to have a little fun since my hand was near her tummy. “Tickle tickle tickle...” I whispered and lightly danced my fingertips on her.
“*giggle* I thought we were going to sleep the whole way tiger.” She whispered.
“This will help me relax.” I whispered back, and tickled her again.
She giggled again, trying to hold in her laughter. “Two can play at this game you know.” I felt one of her arms move, and then felt her nails skittering on my side. “Tickle tickle tickle” she teased back.
I put my face in the pillow and laughed, she’d gone straight for my worst spot. “H..hey... not there...” I whispered, trying not to laugh out loud.
“Aww... does it tickle Billy?” She teased me again, if we hadn’t been with about two hundred other people on this plane I’d really get her.
“You’re asking for it.” I said, moving my hand up to her underarm. She clamped her arm down in defense.
“Nooooohohoho...” she was starting to laugh a little in anticipation, “if you tickle me there I’m going to laugh out loud.”
“Truce?” I said.
“Truce.” She replied.
She snuggled up to me again and we dozed off. I dreamt of us, alone together in a romantic secluded cabin. As the snow fell quietly outside, we were laying on a soft down comforter in front of a fireplace.
The dream was so realistic that I wasn’t sure I was dreaming at all until I woke up. I could see her there with me, her sparkling baby blue eyes as beautiful as ever.
The smell of pine logs burning in the fireplace, mixing with the smell of hot cocoa in His & Hers mugs.
The touch of her soft warm body under my fingertips as I hit her most ticklish spots, her gentle hands on me.
The sound of our laughter, I concentrated on hers, bubbly and angelic. The taste of her lips when she kissed me.
I could have stayed in that dream forever. But the slight jolt of us descending rocked me awake.
I woke up a moment before she did, and she had the cutest smile on her face. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had dreaming the same thing.
Bobby and Anne picked us up at the airport. He’d grown himself a Burt Reynolds mustache and was having a blast driving “Trigger” for the last month. Anne was relieved, she’d gotten tired of being called Frog.
As soon as we got out bags set down, and our friends drove away, Krista sat down on the couch and pulled off her Reeboks. She laid back on my couch and stretched out her smooth legs.
“Billy, now that we’re alone again, really alone... I have to talk to you about something. This might sound... I dunno... weird.” She wasn’t calling me tiger, it was probably serious.
I walked over to the couch, she moved her legs, and I sat down. “It’s okay Krista, you can tell me anything.”
“I’ve been thinking about what Justin did to me, and what bothered me most is that he was trying to take everything from us. Everything...” She sucked in a deep breath, then blew it out.
“He must have been stalking us on the beach that day, and saw us playing. He tried to take something we love and twist it, make it torture, and... well... I want to take it back.”
I was surprised at this, and wanted to be crystal clear on what she meant. “You want me to like, tie you up or something?”
“Or something. I want you to tickle me... don’t be rough, be as gentle as you usually are. But I want you to REALLY get me. Drive me crazy until I tell you to stop.” She said, looking me right in the eyes with her baby blues.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“I’m sure. There’s nobody I feel more safe and secure with than you. I know you’d never hurt me.”
“And when do you want to do this?” I asked.
“Today.”
That was interrupted by the first sound I’d heard that morning. “Aww... I wish I had a camera.” It was her Mom’s voice, my eyes shot open and saw her standing in the doorway in her robe and slippers. “Don’t sleep the day away you two.”
“Hmm...?” I heard Krista mumble sleepily.
‘Busted!’ was the first thought that entered my mind. “I think we might be in trouble angel, let me go explain.”
“Mmmkay... sleepy...” She said, still not awake. Even half awake she was being cute. I kissed her on the forehead and walked to the kitchen following after her Mom.
“Hey Billy, I was wondering if you kids were up yet.” Linda said, getting food out of the fridge.
“I just wanted to apologize... I mean... we don’t do that... oh man, this isn’t coming out right...” I was starting to sound like an idiot, where was my inner Fonzie when I needed him?
“Relax, I thought you two were cute together like that.” She said, the smell of coffee filled the room.
“Good morning Bill.” Reed said, clapping me on the shoulder. “Good morning doll.” He said to Linda, giving her a hug, and a little squeeze around the waist that made her giggle. I could see where Krista got it from.
He sat at the table, and motioned for me to sit across from him. “Son...” he looked me in the eyes. “I understand you two are adults, but you don’t make a habit of that do you?”
“No sir,” I replied, and took a breath, collecting myself and took Linda’s advice to relax. “But with all due respect, she needed me last night and my top priority is her.”
He smiled a little and held up his hand. “That was the right answer. I know you’re a good boy, and when I said I can trust you with her I meant it.”
“It’s obvious that you two are crazy about each other, and it’s not just puppy love. You risked your life to save her.” Linda added, and choked back her tears, raising her sleeve to her face.
Reed got up to comfort her. It was all over now, but the memories of yesterday were going to leave scars.
“And I’d do it again.” I said. What I didn’t know was that Krista was behind me and heard the whole thing. She threw her arms around me, and hugged me tight.
Later that day, I was giving her a regular aloe massage which we both enjoyed.
I was in a particularly mischief mood, and began sneaking in a few tickles.
“Hahahahaha hey! *giggle* tigerrrr, that really tickles!” She laughed and kicked her legs a little.
“I thought you were starting to miss this, so I decided to have a little fun.” I answered, going back to massaging.
“I do, but it’s crazy how much it tickles right now. My feet are like super soft from all this.” She smiled, and bit her lip.
It was true, her feet were incredibly soft from all of this tlc, to the point where she had to wear thick socks or slippers around the house to keep from jerking her feet up as she walked because the soft carpet tickled.
“Yeah I know, great isn’t it?” I said putting her socks back on for her.
“For you...” she laid her head back on the couch arm, and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, and playfully pushed on my chest with her foot. “Okay, I’ll admit it, it’s fun for me too. It’s like my feet are constantly being lightly tickled, I have this little buzzy feeling going.”
I lifted her foot off my chest, and planted a kiss on her cotton clad arch. She let out a soft moan, so I gave her other foot a matching kiss that made her purr in appreciation.
I missed our tickle play, but I wasn’t going to push her or make her uncomfortable. It could wait. We spent the last few days of the trip relaxing at home and I got to know her parents better in between their time away at the office. Before we knew it they were dropping us off at the airport.
She gave both her parents a huge hug. “Mom, Dad... I love you both so much, I’m going to miss you.”
“I know sweetie, but you’ve got this handsome guy to look after you now.” Linda said, returning her hug and giving me a wink.
“Like we told you when you left for college, you’ll be fine. And your mother is right. We’re glad you met Billy.” Reed said, giving her his own hug.
“Take care of our girl.” Linda said, giving me a hug as well. “It’ll be my pleasure to.” I replied.
Reed shook my hand firmly. “We know she’s in good hands son.”
We finished out goodbyes and boarded the plane. “Hey tiger, are you going to be okay on the way back?”
I stopped, stuck out my thumbs and gave her an “eyyy...” she laughed and we hurried to our plane.
Thanks to her, I had gotten over my fear of heights and flying.
** AUTHOR’S NOTE **
Krista helped Billy conquer his fear of flying during “California Here We Come” and his fear of heights during a story that I’m still mad I lost.
As we got to our seats in the very back of the plane we both decided to sleep through the flight. The stewardess brought us pillows and a blanket which we shared. She wrapped her arms around my arm and snuggled up against me with her head on my shoulder.
I decided to have a little fun since my hand was near her tummy. “Tickle tickle tickle...” I whispered and lightly danced my fingertips on her.
“*giggle* I thought we were going to sleep the whole way tiger.” She whispered.
“This will help me relax.” I whispered back, and tickled her again.
She giggled again, trying to hold in her laughter. “Two can play at this game you know.” I felt one of her arms move, and then felt her nails skittering on my side. “Tickle tickle tickle” she teased back.
I put my face in the pillow and laughed, she’d gone straight for my worst spot. “H..hey... not there...” I whispered, trying not to laugh out loud.
“Aww... does it tickle Billy?” She teased me again, if we hadn’t been with about two hundred other people on this plane I’d really get her.
“You’re asking for it.” I said, moving my hand up to her underarm. She clamped her arm down in defense.
“Nooooohohoho...” she was starting to laugh a little in anticipation, “if you tickle me there I’m going to laugh out loud.”
“Truce?” I said.
“Truce.” She replied.
She snuggled up to me again and we dozed off. I dreamt of us, alone together in a romantic secluded cabin. As the snow fell quietly outside, we were laying on a soft down comforter in front of a fireplace.
The dream was so realistic that I wasn’t sure I was dreaming at all until I woke up. I could see her there with me, her sparkling baby blue eyes as beautiful as ever.
The smell of pine logs burning in the fireplace, mixing with the smell of hot cocoa in His & Hers mugs.
The touch of her soft warm body under my fingertips as I hit her most ticklish spots, her gentle hands on me.
The sound of our laughter, I concentrated on hers, bubbly and angelic. The taste of her lips when she kissed me.
I could have stayed in that dream forever. But the slight jolt of us descending rocked me awake.
I woke up a moment before she did, and she had the cutest smile on her face. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had dreaming the same thing.
Bobby and Anne picked us up at the airport. He’d grown himself a Burt Reynolds mustache and was having a blast driving “Trigger” for the last month. Anne was relieved, she’d gotten tired of being called Frog.
As soon as we got out bags set down, and our friends drove away, Krista sat down on the couch and pulled off her Reeboks. She laid back on my couch and stretched out her smooth legs.
“Billy, now that we’re alone again, really alone... I have to talk to you about something. This might sound... I dunno... weird.” She wasn’t calling me tiger, it was probably serious.
I walked over to the couch, she moved her legs, and I sat down. “It’s okay Krista, you can tell me anything.”
“I’ve been thinking about what Justin did to me, and what bothered me most is that he was trying to take everything from us. Everything...” She sucked in a deep breath, then blew it out.
“He must have been stalking us on the beach that day, and saw us playing. He tried to take something we love and twist it, make it torture, and... well... I want to take it back.”
I was surprised at this, and wanted to be crystal clear on what she meant. “You want me to like, tie you up or something?”
“Or something. I want you to tickle me... don’t be rough, be as gentle as you usually are. But I want you to REALLY get me. Drive me crazy until I tell you to stop.” She said, looking me right in the eyes with her baby blues.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“I’m sure. There’s nobody I feel more safe and secure with than you. I know you’d never hurt me.”
“And when do you want to do this?” I asked.
“Today.”
