Hey everyone, it’s been a while since we’ve visited Billy & Krista. Well for everyone who missed our favorite couple, they’re back.
If you haven’t read it yet, Part 1 is here.
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317103-My-Forever-Valentine
We held each other for a while. Still overcome with the revelation that we’d met each other all those years ago even briefly. It was a few minutes before Krista looked up at the clock and saw the time. “We’d better get moving if we want a good table.” She gave me a kiss and went to go fix her makeup. I finished getting dressed. Moments later we had arrived.
We were near the front of the line and essentially had our pick of where we wanted to sit. We opted for a two seat table near the corner so we had some semblance of privacy. I’d hoped Anne and Bobby would find a place near us so we could hang out at least a little. Her and Krista were fast becoming best friends, which relieved me because she hadn’t seen Alison and Roberta much this year.
Alison had changed her major, and found her own boyfriend. A football player named Bruce who played defensive line, and broke the dumb jock stereotype.
Roberta had been acting jealous ever since we’d gotten engaged. They still talked occasionally, but not nearly as often. I wondered if her attitude would change when she needed Krista’s help during math finals again.
The line moved quickly, and seats filled up. I could hardly take my eyes off Krista to keep and eye out for our friends. She caught me staring and giggled a little. “What?”’she asked, giving me a cute look.
“It’s you, you look wonderful tonight. I mean you always look great but... wow.” I knew how much she loved me, but still couldn’t believe how lucky I was.
“Aww... thank you.” She said, and rewarded me with a kiss.
Dinner began soon after, tables were dismissed one at a time and everyone filled their plates buffet style. Krista let out a little huff as she sat down.
“What’s wrong angel?” I asked, taking a bite of lasagna. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast and couldn’t wait.
“My feet hurt, I’m not used to heels. But I wanted to look good for you.” She bit her lip embarrassed. Poor thing, she always wore keds or flats, this was quite an effort for her.
“Kris, I appreciate it, but you could have worn your uggs and looked great.” It was my turn to give her a reward kiss. “Need a massage?”
“I’m ok for now, but when we get home I’d love one.” She bit her lip again, this was different though, it was that ‘come get me look’
The dance itself started about an hour later once everyone had a chance to finish dinner. We waited out the first couple songs until a slow one came on.
“May I have this dance?” I asked, and stood up, offering her my hand.
“Why I’d be delighted.” She said, taking my hand and standing up.
As we made our way across the dance floor to an open area, we ran into Bobby and Anne.
“Hey glad you guys could make it.” Krista said, putting her hands on my shoulders.
“Barely,” Anne said. “I was up all night studying. I told Bobby to keep me awake.” She gave him a loving look, and put her head on his chest tiredly.
It didn’t last because Anne burst out laughing “Eeee! Hehehehehehehe! Bobbyyyyy staahahahahahap!” He was tickling her underarms, and sleep was likely the furthest thing from her mind.
“I’m keeping you awake aren’t I?” Bobby smiled.
“That’s not what I meant you goofball!” Anne said, and playfully slapped him on the arm. “Do you have to put up with this?” She asked Krista.
“Hahahahaha!” I got her on the sides as she opened her mouth to answer. Kris turned around and whispered in my ear, “Later tiger...”
Anne rolled her eyes, smiled, and turned to Bobby. Before we all sat down we made plans for the four of us meet here for dances later.
Krista knew I wasn’t a great dancer, and spared me the embarrassment of trying the faster ones. Since her feet hurt from the heels, that didn’t bother her any.
Anne and Bobby left halfway through, she was just too exhausted. We waited for one more slow dance after that and left ourselves.
As soon as we got back to the apartment, Krista plopped down on the couch, and held her feet up. I took my cue and sat down, unbuckled the ankle straps and slid off her heels. She moved, putting her back against the couch arm, a throw pillow behind her. I did the same as she put her feet in my lap.
“Mmmm... tiger that feels so good.” Krista closed her eyes and purred. “You’re great at this.” She said, and snuggled into the couch as I began to press my thumbs gently into the soft bottom of her foot. The warm pink nylon accented her smooth soles.
She was always adorable while getting a foot massage, that soft purring just had such a relaxing effect on me.
If you’ve never read any of our other stories, let me tell you this. Her feet were amazingly soft. The kind of soft your fingers just sink into as you touch them.
And I could smell the faint but sweet scent of her cherry lotion, mixed with the warm leather from her new heels.
Temptation got the better of me wondering how they tasted. Feeling playful, and a little more bold than usual, I gently ran my tongue up her low arch.
“Hahahahaha Billyyyy...!” Krista giggled in surprise, her blue eyes opened slightly, and stared me down. At the dance she’d hinted at wanting me to tickle her later. But I wasn’t quite ready, not yet.
I finished that foot and started on the other. Deep purrs rolled out from those red lips. Rubbing gently with my thumbs, working my way down the soft bottom of her foot, squeezing her heel. Krista had been relaxed to the edge of sleep, now it was time to have a little fun.
As lightly as I could, I slid my fingertips down both her soles. “Feels good...” She said, sleepily. I moved my hands back up, this time using the tops of my fingernails.
“I love that.” Krista said, not opening her eyes. “It kinda tickles but not really.” I kept slowly paintbrush tickling her feet like this for a few minutes, moving from soles to tops and back and forth.
Krista slid down further, starting to drift off. I tickled faster, bringing her back to the waking world.
“Hahahahaha Billy, why’d you do that?” She giggled, and sat up looking at me.
“As cute as you look falling asleep right now, I thought you might like to get changed and take off your makeup.”
“Oh my gosh.” Krista laughed again. “I got so relaxed I completely forgot.”
She rolled off the couch, and walked into the bathroom to get changed. I went into my room and did the same.
“So do your feet feel better?” I asked, raising my voice so she could hear me.
“Way better, you’re a massage genius. I was almost asleep.” Was her reply.
“Glad to be of service.” I said, talking to her through the bathroom door. I stood there listening to her humming. She came out a few minutes later, wearing her pjs. I couldn’t help but notice she’d left her hose on.
“Do you think you could help me get to sleep tiger?” Krista asked, putting her arms around my neck, giving me a long kiss.
“I’d be happy to angel.” I kissed her back, and followed her to her room.
As she slowly drifted off into a peaceful sleep, I listened to her quiet steady breathing. All those years ago, I’d found the woman I was going to spend my life with. And all these years later, I’d reconnected with the love of a lifetime.
Maybe I’ll write a story with them being quarantined next. What does everyone think?
If you haven’t read it yet, Part 1 is here.
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317103-My-Forever-Valentine
We held each other for a while. Still overcome with the revelation that we’d met each other all those years ago even briefly. It was a few minutes before Krista looked up at the clock and saw the time. “We’d better get moving if we want a good table.” She gave me a kiss and went to go fix her makeup. I finished getting dressed. Moments later we had arrived.
We were near the front of the line and essentially had our pick of where we wanted to sit. We opted for a two seat table near the corner so we had some semblance of privacy. I’d hoped Anne and Bobby would find a place near us so we could hang out at least a little. Her and Krista were fast becoming best friends, which relieved me because she hadn’t seen Alison and Roberta much this year.
Alison had changed her major, and found her own boyfriend. A football player named Bruce who played defensive line, and broke the dumb jock stereotype.
Roberta had been acting jealous ever since we’d gotten engaged. They still talked occasionally, but not nearly as often. I wondered if her attitude would change when she needed Krista’s help during math finals again.
The line moved quickly, and seats filled up. I could hardly take my eyes off Krista to keep and eye out for our friends. She caught me staring and giggled a little. “What?”’she asked, giving me a cute look.
“It’s you, you look wonderful tonight. I mean you always look great but... wow.” I knew how much she loved me, but still couldn’t believe how lucky I was.
“Aww... thank you.” She said, and rewarded me with a kiss.
Dinner began soon after, tables were dismissed one at a time and everyone filled their plates buffet style. Krista let out a little huff as she sat down.
“What’s wrong angel?” I asked, taking a bite of lasagna. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast and couldn’t wait.
“My feet hurt, I’m not used to heels. But I wanted to look good for you.” She bit her lip embarrassed. Poor thing, she always wore keds or flats, this was quite an effort for her.
“Kris, I appreciate it, but you could have worn your uggs and looked great.” It was my turn to give her a reward kiss. “Need a massage?”
“I’m ok for now, but when we get home I’d love one.” She bit her lip again, this was different though, it was that ‘come get me look’
The dance itself started about an hour later once everyone had a chance to finish dinner. We waited out the first couple songs until a slow one came on.
“May I have this dance?” I asked, and stood up, offering her my hand.
“Why I’d be delighted.” She said, taking my hand and standing up.
As we made our way across the dance floor to an open area, we ran into Bobby and Anne.
“Hey glad you guys could make it.” Krista said, putting her hands on my shoulders.
“Barely,” Anne said. “I was up all night studying. I told Bobby to keep me awake.” She gave him a loving look, and put her head on his chest tiredly.
It didn’t last because Anne burst out laughing “Eeee! Hehehehehehehe! Bobbyyyyy staahahahahahap!” He was tickling her underarms, and sleep was likely the furthest thing from her mind.
“I’m keeping you awake aren’t I?” Bobby smiled.
“That’s not what I meant you goofball!” Anne said, and playfully slapped him on the arm. “Do you have to put up with this?” She asked Krista.
“Hahahahaha!” I got her on the sides as she opened her mouth to answer. Kris turned around and whispered in my ear, “Later tiger...”
Anne rolled her eyes, smiled, and turned to Bobby. Before we all sat down we made plans for the four of us meet here for dances later.
Krista knew I wasn’t a great dancer, and spared me the embarrassment of trying the faster ones. Since her feet hurt from the heels, that didn’t bother her any.
Anne and Bobby left halfway through, she was just too exhausted. We waited for one more slow dance after that and left ourselves.
As soon as we got back to the apartment, Krista plopped down on the couch, and held her feet up. I took my cue and sat down, unbuckled the ankle straps and slid off her heels. She moved, putting her back against the couch arm, a throw pillow behind her. I did the same as she put her feet in my lap.
“Mmmm... tiger that feels so good.” Krista closed her eyes and purred. “You’re great at this.” She said, and snuggled into the couch as I began to press my thumbs gently into the soft bottom of her foot. The warm pink nylon accented her smooth soles.
She was always adorable while getting a foot massage, that soft purring just had such a relaxing effect on me.
If you’ve never read any of our other stories, let me tell you this. Her feet were amazingly soft. The kind of soft your fingers just sink into as you touch them.
And I could smell the faint but sweet scent of her cherry lotion, mixed with the warm leather from her new heels.
Temptation got the better of me wondering how they tasted. Feeling playful, and a little more bold than usual, I gently ran my tongue up her low arch.
“Hahahahaha Billyyyy...!” Krista giggled in surprise, her blue eyes opened slightly, and stared me down. At the dance she’d hinted at wanting me to tickle her later. But I wasn’t quite ready, not yet.
I finished that foot and started on the other. Deep purrs rolled out from those red lips. Rubbing gently with my thumbs, working my way down the soft bottom of her foot, squeezing her heel. Krista had been relaxed to the edge of sleep, now it was time to have a little fun.
As lightly as I could, I slid my fingertips down both her soles. “Feels good...” She said, sleepily. I moved my hands back up, this time using the tops of my fingernails.
“I love that.” Krista said, not opening her eyes. “It kinda tickles but not really.” I kept slowly paintbrush tickling her feet like this for a few minutes, moving from soles to tops and back and forth.
Krista slid down further, starting to drift off. I tickled faster, bringing her back to the waking world.
“Hahahahaha Billy, why’d you do that?” She giggled, and sat up looking at me.
“As cute as you look falling asleep right now, I thought you might like to get changed and take off your makeup.”
“Oh my gosh.” Krista laughed again. “I got so relaxed I completely forgot.”
She rolled off the couch, and walked into the bathroom to get changed. I went into my room and did the same.
“So do your feet feel better?” I asked, raising my voice so she could hear me.
“Way better, you’re a massage genius. I was almost asleep.” Was her reply.
“Glad to be of service.” I said, talking to her through the bathroom door. I stood there listening to her humming. She came out a few minutes later, wearing her pjs. I couldn’t help but notice she’d left her hose on.
“Do you think you could help me get to sleep tiger?” Krista asked, putting her arms around my neck, giving me a long kiss.
“I’d be happy to angel.” I kissed her back, and followed her to her room.
As she slowly drifted off into a peaceful sleep, I listened to her quiet steady breathing. All those years ago, I’d found the woman I was going to spend my life with. And all these years later, I’d reconnected with the love of a lifetime.
Maybe I’ll write a story with them being quarantined next. What does everyone think?
