I was recently lucky enough to get off from work early. Being a federal employee who loathes living in VA, I took the opportunity to drive back to my home town, situated on a little slice of heaven better known as the Jersey Shore.
My girlfriend drove down from North Jersey to spend sometime at my family's place and met me on Friday after an exhausting six hour drive. It was my friend's girlfriend's birthday and unbeknownst to my love, I had made plans for us to go to dinner then rendezvous with our pals at a Seaside night club.
Unfortunately, my gorgeous little ginger arrived in a hoodie, sweats and the little Ugg slides I bought her for Christmas. She hadn't brought a change of cloths as we needed to drive up to North Jerz in the AM and she figured we would just get some rest.
Whatever, I said, and dumbed down my outfit to jeans and a Northface. Any man younger than me should learn that its not in your best interest to ever try to out-pretty a pretty girl. We bid my folks adieu and went to eat at a little coffee shop. Afterward, we made it to the club where we were hilariously underdressed (guys in suits and girls in heels and little black dresses). Luckily for us, doormen tend to be more permissive to those with military IDs. I bought us a drink or two, hung around for an hour and decided to punch out early.
We got home around 11:30 and put a movie on. Can't recall which, like it mattered, though it was probably a dumb slasher flick. I'm partial to the kind of cinematography that naturally causes girls to creep closer to you as the film grows more tense, if you know what I mean. We started out sitting besides one another, then spooning.
The couch is not built for two people to lay side by side comfortably, so I moved onto my back, with my legs scissoring hers, my feet near her shoulders and her dainty socked size 6s just below my chin.
It was a quite point in the film and I looked at her, and her at me smiling that adoring smile you only get now and again. The look of contention. I drew a single index finger up her left foot. She giggled.
We laid there, movie playing in the background while I gently tickled her socked peds. She kept her giggles low and tried to watch the movie until I yanked off her right sock and raked my fingers from the ball to heel. She yelped then retaliated, clutching my left ankle and scribbling her little nails furiously along the sole of my foot. I kicked and jerked and bit my lip. I scribbled my fingers then propped myself up with my right elbow and pulled both feet together, removing the sock in the process and began a brief assault on her milky white soles.
She kicked and tried to stifle laughter, and eventually pulled away. I gave her her socks back and asked her to come close. I kissed her gently and pulled her on top of me, head on my chest and we started to watch the movie again. I let my hands slide along her back, scratching firmly while she purred and sighed quietly. After a minute or so I slipped my hands under her shirt and took this as an opportunity to get her again. She wasn't expecting it this time.
I squeezed her sides and belly and tickled her up and down as she thrashed on top of me. Her belly is notoriously one of her worst spots so I took advantage of this while she frantically choked back laughter. I blew a raspberry on her neck as she tried to huddle closer (as if that would help) and she cackled. "I'm gonna wake everyone up!" she creaked out through gritted teeth and a giggle induced smile. I gave her a few more pokes then let her be. She caught her breath then gave me a peck on the cheek and turned to watch the movie.
That's all I have for now.
Hope you've enjoyed, loyal reader.
My girlfriend drove down from North Jersey to spend sometime at my family's place and met me on Friday after an exhausting six hour drive. It was my friend's girlfriend's birthday and unbeknownst to my love, I had made plans for us to go to dinner then rendezvous with our pals at a Seaside night club.
Unfortunately, my gorgeous little ginger arrived in a hoodie, sweats and the little Ugg slides I bought her for Christmas. She hadn't brought a change of cloths as we needed to drive up to North Jerz in the AM and she figured we would just get some rest.
Whatever, I said, and dumbed down my outfit to jeans and a Northface. Any man younger than me should learn that its not in your best interest to ever try to out-pretty a pretty girl. We bid my folks adieu and went to eat at a little coffee shop. Afterward, we made it to the club where we were hilariously underdressed (guys in suits and girls in heels and little black dresses). Luckily for us, doormen tend to be more permissive to those with military IDs. I bought us a drink or two, hung around for an hour and decided to punch out early.
We got home around 11:30 and put a movie on. Can't recall which, like it mattered, though it was probably a dumb slasher flick. I'm partial to the kind of cinematography that naturally causes girls to creep closer to you as the film grows more tense, if you know what I mean. We started out sitting besides one another, then spooning.
The couch is not built for two people to lay side by side comfortably, so I moved onto my back, with my legs scissoring hers, my feet near her shoulders and her dainty socked size 6s just below my chin.
It was a quite point in the film and I looked at her, and her at me smiling that adoring smile you only get now and again. The look of contention. I drew a single index finger up her left foot. She giggled.
We laid there, movie playing in the background while I gently tickled her socked peds. She kept her giggles low and tried to watch the movie until I yanked off her right sock and raked my fingers from the ball to heel. She yelped then retaliated, clutching my left ankle and scribbling her little nails furiously along the sole of my foot. I kicked and jerked and bit my lip. I scribbled my fingers then propped myself up with my right elbow and pulled both feet together, removing the sock in the process and began a brief assault on her milky white soles.
She kicked and tried to stifle laughter, and eventually pulled away. I gave her her socks back and asked her to come close. I kissed her gently and pulled her on top of me, head on my chest and we started to watch the movie again. I let my hands slide along her back, scratching firmly while she purred and sighed quietly. After a minute or so I slipped my hands under her shirt and took this as an opportunity to get her again. She wasn't expecting it this time.
I squeezed her sides and belly and tickled her up and down as she thrashed on top of me. Her belly is notoriously one of her worst spots so I took advantage of this while she frantically choked back laughter. I blew a raspberry on her neck as she tried to huddle closer (as if that would help) and she cackled. "I'm gonna wake everyone up!" she creaked out through gritted teeth and a giggle induced smile. I gave her a few more pokes then let her be. She caught her breath then gave me a peck on the cheek and turned to watch the movie.
That's all I have for now.
Hope you've enjoyed, loyal reader.
