medikation65
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I was decorating for a party once when I was about 20 or so. There were about 8 of us to start, but people soon started disapearing, being that it was a volunteer thing. At about 6:30 or so there was me and two other ladies left. Marjorie was one of them. She was about 37 or 38 years old. She was a tall woman, about 6 ft 1 inch or so, she was thin, and she had shoulder length blonde hair. She was very nice. That day she was wearing brown dress pants with black shoes with a 2 inch heels on them. And a black top.
We were putting up streamers and such. There was an area that was about 5 feet off the ground, and above it was a window. Marjorie decided she wanted to put some stars up on the window. But she was not tall enough to get there. So we moved a bunk bed on wheels close to the window so she would have something to sit or kneel on while she worked. We also needed a chair for her to get onto the bed.
She asked me if I would hold the chair steady so she could climb onto the bed. I of course said sure.
She tried to step onto the chair in her heels but was unsteady. She said; "Oh boy, this'll be tough."
I thought this is a great oppurtunity to see her feet. So I said; "Take your shoes off." She said; "Yeah, good idea." She kicked her shoes off and to my wonderful surprise she was wearing some tan nylons. I thought, "GREAT!" Marjorie stepped onto the chair and put one knee onto the bunk bed, so that I was about a foot and a half away from her nyloned sole. She then said; "Not much room." And I realized that the ceiling was close so she could not kneel up, she would have to be lying on her stomach, or on her hands and knees. Awsome.
She put both knees on the bed and was on her hands and knees facing the window wioth her nyloned soles hanging off the edge facing my face! Her feet were quite big, probably a woman's 11 or so, and long.
I KNEW I wasn't going to let this pass up. Just then she said; "Can you pass me a star?" So I walked over to the table, grabbed one, and started walking back to hand it to her when I thought; "This is a perfect oppurtunity." She was not watching me, she was concentrating on taping the window. I walked back and got there from the back or her, and gave her right sole two small scratches with one finger, and in doing so I said; "Here's your star." I noticed her stockinged foot squirm upon me touching/tickling it.
"Oh, thanks." She said and reached her hand around to take it. I put it into her hand and afterwards, while nervous as hell and sweating, said; "Ticklish?" and with that gave two full rakes with four fingers down the sole of her right foot again.
"Aahahahaha! Very!" was the response I got as she squirmed her foot again. She never turned around though. I said; "Hmm. You're also in a fairly ticklish position Marjorie..."
"Oh I know, I'd better finish this window quick!" She said. As if to say, "I know you're going to tickle me until I can protect my stockinged feet."
So I said; "Here, I'll help you work faster..." And I started tickling both feet lightly with all ten fingers. She started squirming those big ticklish feet around like mad while laughing. I started to hold her left ankle in place and scratched the bottom. She was REALLY laughing now. The other woman who was there, Jenn, was walking by at one point and said; "Oh, we're tickling Marj are we?" And she scribbled her long fingernails over the bottom of Marjorie's right foot as she walked by. Marjorie gave a slight scream upon Jenn tickling her. Unfortunatly Jenn just kept walking, and didn't join in anymore. I said; "Yeah, she's got REALLY ticklish feet." Then Jenn said; "Better her than me!" as she walked by.
Marjorie started saying; "Okay! Okay enough! I'll never finish this window!" In between giggles. I said; "Alright alright. But one more good one." and then I held her right ankle and scribbled my fingers all over the stockinged sole much harder then before. Marjorie went into hysterics! Trying to block one foot with the other.
Then I stopped as promised. She got down and said smiling; "I won't forget that!" threatening me. "You're awfully ticklish." I replied. "I know, the bottoms of my feet are the worst of all too." She said.
Anyways, we finished and partied that night. And that's my story!
We were putting up streamers and such. There was an area that was about 5 feet off the ground, and above it was a window. Marjorie decided she wanted to put some stars up on the window. But she was not tall enough to get there. So we moved a bunk bed on wheels close to the window so she would have something to sit or kneel on while she worked. We also needed a chair for her to get onto the bed.
She asked me if I would hold the chair steady so she could climb onto the bed. I of course said sure.
She tried to step onto the chair in her heels but was unsteady. She said; "Oh boy, this'll be tough."
I thought this is a great oppurtunity to see her feet. So I said; "Take your shoes off." She said; "Yeah, good idea." She kicked her shoes off and to my wonderful surprise she was wearing some tan nylons. I thought, "GREAT!" Marjorie stepped onto the chair and put one knee onto the bunk bed, so that I was about a foot and a half away from her nyloned sole. She then said; "Not much room." And I realized that the ceiling was close so she could not kneel up, she would have to be lying on her stomach, or on her hands and knees. Awsome.
She put both knees on the bed and was on her hands and knees facing the window wioth her nyloned soles hanging off the edge facing my face! Her feet were quite big, probably a woman's 11 or so, and long.
I KNEW I wasn't going to let this pass up. Just then she said; "Can you pass me a star?" So I walked over to the table, grabbed one, and started walking back to hand it to her when I thought; "This is a perfect oppurtunity." She was not watching me, she was concentrating on taping the window. I walked back and got there from the back or her, and gave her right sole two small scratches with one finger, and in doing so I said; "Here's your star." I noticed her stockinged foot squirm upon me touching/tickling it.
"Oh, thanks." She said and reached her hand around to take it. I put it into her hand and afterwards, while nervous as hell and sweating, said; "Ticklish?" and with that gave two full rakes with four fingers down the sole of her right foot again.
"Aahahahaha! Very!" was the response I got as she squirmed her foot again. She never turned around though. I said; "Hmm. You're also in a fairly ticklish position Marjorie..."
"Oh I know, I'd better finish this window quick!" She said. As if to say, "I know you're going to tickle me until I can protect my stockinged feet."
So I said; "Here, I'll help you work faster..." And I started tickling both feet lightly with all ten fingers. She started squirming those big ticklish feet around like mad while laughing. I started to hold her left ankle in place and scratched the bottom. She was REALLY laughing now. The other woman who was there, Jenn, was walking by at one point and said; "Oh, we're tickling Marj are we?" And she scribbled her long fingernails over the bottom of Marjorie's right foot as she walked by. Marjorie gave a slight scream upon Jenn tickling her. Unfortunatly Jenn just kept walking, and didn't join in anymore. I said; "Yeah, she's got REALLY ticklish feet." Then Jenn said; "Better her than me!" as she walked by.
Marjorie started saying; "Okay! Okay enough! I'll never finish this window!" In between giggles. I said; "Alright alright. But one more good one." and then I held her right ankle and scribbled my fingers all over the stockinged sole much harder then before. Marjorie went into hysterics! Trying to block one foot with the other.
Then I stopped as promised. She got down and said smiling; "I won't forget that!" threatening me. "You're awfully ticklish." I replied. "I know, the bottoms of my feet are the worst of all too." She said.
Anyways, we finished and partied that night. And that's my story!
