Talking of opaques smash. A very ticklish office acquaintance last week.
Cute stuff, JJ; very dainty!
Now, apologies if I've posted this previously, to the best of my knowledge I haven't but it's one from the archives circa 2002. It got no feedback then at all, so hopefully it'll get a better response this time!
So, the girl in question, Helen, was one of my best friend's - at the time - step sister. She's quite tall, slender figure, blonde hair, glasses and quite a bit of attitude if you annoy her - as I found out! I'd met her before, usually with alcohol involved, and sometimes it was okay but other times it was bad. I royally pissed her off in a nightclub once when I was messing about with her shoes, trying to unzip them. With the benefit of adult hindsight, she had every right to be pissed off. On this night, though, during the Christmas period of 2002, things were fine. Now, I already knew that she was ticklish after tickling her bare soles during the summer of that year while we were drunkenly climbing a climbing frame. So, with that setting the scene, we can continue.
We were in a crowded pub when I saw her, and we briefly exchanged hellos as I walked to the bar. She was in a brown paisley top, brown skirt, deep chocolate brown tights and white ankle boots with zips at the front. These were in fact the shoes that I played with that pissed her off; I'd been unzipping them as she danced on a podium above me and she understandably got annoyed. I noticed her outfit and was quite taken by her chocolate brown tights, but continued making my way to the bar. Fast forward an hour or two later and I saw her again. We talked for longer this time and by chance, we found an empty sofa in the crowded pub. Bolstered by alcohol I switched the conversation to her shoes, saying how they caused so much hassle and apologised for my actions the previous time. As I was talking about them, however, I reached down to unzip them, pretending that my apology meant nothing. She laughed, and then did it up again. We carried on chatting about this and that, this time with me making a good impression, when I thought I'd try my luck and went to unzip her shoe again. As a contrast to before this time she willingly to let me do so! Inspired, I said that as I'd unzipped it then I might as well go the whole way and slipped it off her foot!
She laughed at this but didn't put up any resistance, so in true nylon foot lover form I asked to remove the other one, which amazingly she let me do! She said that there might be a smell, but I couldn't detect one! We carried on talking as she sat there shoeless, with me sneaking peeks at her feet as she rested them on the ground, she still without her shoes. Throwing caution to the wind, I said that as I'd removed her shoes, it was only fair for me to reward her. I reached down to massage her foot and briefly rubbed her brown stocking sole. It lasted all of two seconds, but I noticed that she stiffened slightly. I asked her if she was sensitive down there, and she said that she was slightly ticklish, and it got worse as she became more tired. Well! Rather than go for her stocking feet I began tickling her sides, asking if it tickled. She said no, but as I moved up to her armpits a bit and tickled a bit harder she laughed and confessed that it was pretty ticklish.
I took full advantage of this and asked if her feet were ticklish. To my complete joy, she lifted her leg and placed it on my lap. I didn't need asking twice and tickled her chocolate coloured stocking sole, first slowly and then hard, scampering along the sole as she tried not to laugh! I could see that she was supressing a big giggle so clamped on tighter and as my tickling grew more intense, exploring her stocking sole from toes to heel she began to squirm wildly and laugh very loud, so I thought it best to let her go. We carried on chatting, but before I left I made sure to get her again; this time I was fully on her
sole, fingers running up and down while she bucked and twisted! I said goodbye and got a Christmas kiss from her....and as far as I can remember, never saw her again! Still, it was a very nice note to go out on.
Cheers, everybody,
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