Yesterday I got the thrill to which I look forward every six weeks. I got a haircut from my young (24 or 25)(I'm 43) hair stylist Amanda. She's Italian, which ought to explain enough, but let me add she has dark long wavy hair, a cute face and a pleasing figure, which includes ample bosoms and a nice rear end.
My first ever haircut with Amanda two years ago, she was sporting cleavage. "This could be the start of a beautiful friendship," I thought to myself. She hasn't shown that much flesh every time I've sat in her chair. But with her body, it's hard to go wrong even when she dresses conservatively.
So I have spent half an hour literally inches from Amanda's attractive build every six weeks for two years or so. Oddly, I never tried to tickle her. Something about her body language held me back from trying. (As I would teach any young male tickler, trust your gut instinct.)
Not that I haven't touched on the subject of tickling with Amanda. I have a few times all these haircuts but she never responded with thoughts of her own on the topic.
Yesterday it all added up. Seated in Amanda's chair, I could have fallen out of it when she told me SHE ISN'T TICKLISH.
Damn! She is such a nice girl and such a looker, the perfect type a guy likes to tickle. We're both married, but I know Amanda likes older men (her husband has ten or so years on her). I have always fantasized that, down the road, were we both free, I would be tickling sweet Amanda. Now I can't even fantasize about it.
Unless of course, she's lying. A woman, lying?😕 Impossible!😱
Here's how I learned the awful truth. As Amanda cut my hair, we started discussing massage. She had mentioned doing foot massages with her husband. I told her I'd never had a full-body massage until recently because I was afraid.
Taking the bait, Amanda asked me why. I told her, "Because I'm real ticklish,everywhere." As I said that, I looked in the mirror for her reaction. Amanda started smiling broadly! I though I was finally going to get my chance to tickle her.
"What about you, Amanda? Does your husband tickle you?"
Amanda answered, "I'm not ticklish at all."
Now, Amanda would not be the first female dishonestly saying she isn't ticklish. But she's been open with me about other personal things. For now, I believe she's telling the truth.
So my little fantasy of tickling Amanda has withered.🙁 The outfit she wore yesterday showed a little of her belly (like most young women, her clothes accentuate the midriff). Yet my instinct told me not to poke her bare flesh to see for myself.
Of course it's a stretch to think some day Amanda and I will both be available. And an even bigger stretch that she'd date me. But now it's the biggest stretch to ever hope I will tickle Amanda's fetching flesh. Where there's no hope, the tickler perishes.
My first ever haircut with Amanda two years ago, she was sporting cleavage. "This could be the start of a beautiful friendship," I thought to myself. She hasn't shown that much flesh every time I've sat in her chair. But with her body, it's hard to go wrong even when she dresses conservatively.
So I have spent half an hour literally inches from Amanda's attractive build every six weeks for two years or so. Oddly, I never tried to tickle her. Something about her body language held me back from trying. (As I would teach any young male tickler, trust your gut instinct.)
Not that I haven't touched on the subject of tickling with Amanda. I have a few times all these haircuts but she never responded with thoughts of her own on the topic.
Yesterday it all added up. Seated in Amanda's chair, I could have fallen out of it when she told me SHE ISN'T TICKLISH.
Damn! She is such a nice girl and such a looker, the perfect type a guy likes to tickle. We're both married, but I know Amanda likes older men (her husband has ten or so years on her). I have always fantasized that, down the road, were we both free, I would be tickling sweet Amanda. Now I can't even fantasize about it. Unless of course, she's lying. A woman, lying?😕 Impossible!😱
Here's how I learned the awful truth. As Amanda cut my hair, we started discussing massage. She had mentioned doing foot massages with her husband. I told her I'd never had a full-body massage until recently because I was afraid.
Taking the bait, Amanda asked me why. I told her, "Because I'm real ticklish,everywhere." As I said that, I looked in the mirror for her reaction. Amanda started smiling broadly! I though I was finally going to get my chance to tickle her.
"What about you, Amanda? Does your husband tickle you?"
Amanda answered, "I'm not ticklish at all."
Now, Amanda would not be the first female dishonestly saying she isn't ticklish. But she's been open with me about other personal things. For now, I believe she's telling the truth.
So my little fantasy of tickling Amanda has withered.🙁 The outfit she wore yesterday showed a little of her belly (like most young women, her clothes accentuate the midriff). Yet my instinct told me not to poke her bare flesh to see for myself.
Of course it's a stretch to think some day Amanda and I will both be available. And an even bigger stretch that she'd date me. But now it's the biggest stretch to ever hope I will tickle Amanda's fetching flesh. Where there's no hope, the tickler perishes.
I will take your advice to not let the topic vanish in future haircuts. 
