Michael514
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First I wish to thank all of those who read and read and posted on part 1. I thank you for sharing my success and your kind and great responses. Well if part 1 didn't shock me enough, I wasn't ready for what happened earlier today. To some it may not be a big deal, but for me it hit me like a bolt of lightening. Considering after 29 years, luck just may be changing.
Anyways, this morning we went to the bank to sign some papers for a home equity loan. I came home and she went and did some errands. I just posted on part 1 that she was wearing her soft brown socks and I was going to try and get her in my stocks downstairs. Well......................
she came home and was heading downstairs to do some laundry. I snuck up behind her, put my arms around her and just flat out asked," anyway I can put you in the you know what in the weightroom"?
First she said flirtingly and cautiously,"noooooo because you're not nice and it's cold down there".
I responded," I promise I'll leave your socks on if you do". Then with sad puppy dog eyes I said ," well I did sign that loan and if all I ask is.......".
She interupted and said," anything to get at my feet, ok let me put a load of laundry in and for a few minutes, BUT MY SOCKS STAY ON".
I agreed to those terms and to her word she put the load in and came into the weightroom, layed on the weightbench, put her ankles in the stocks, I closed them in and sat in a chair and gazed at her beautiful size 5's in the sexy, soft, brown socks. I started to tickle with some tools and a pen. She wiggled and wriggled quite a bit. She didn't laugh but I could see it was effecting her, even through the socks. I tickled her for about 10 minutes. I let her out and we came upstairs.
Now here's the part that hit me. She went into our bedroom and went under the covers. I walked in and asked if she was laying down for a nap. She said no and that she just wanted to get warm. She then asked if I would hold her to warm her up. I did just that and as I held her I asked if she would go downstairs again and let me finish. She actually said yes, but it was to cold. Disappointed I agreed and said maybe some other time. Then here it came.
"Michael, you could tickle my feet under the covers if you want to", she said.
Shocked I asked her,"are you sure and why are you letting me"?
Well, she responded," I know you love it and if you are nice I'll let you do it, I'll even let you remove my socks".
I WAS TOTALLY CAUGHT OFF GUARD! I immediately went to my jewlery box and got a pen. I then went down to the foot of the bed, folded back the covers and exposed her feet still in the brown socks. I gently leaned over her ankles and removed the right sock. I took the pen and gently stroked her soft, bare foot. Again she flexed her toes and wriglged her foot. She kept saying in between little giggles, when I tickled the ball of her foot," stop, stop, please, don't hurt me hee hee hee"?
I knew it wasn't hurting her. She was flexing her foot and wiggling it. I then took my mouth and used my teeth to nibble her sweet, soft toes. As I nibbled on them I took the pen and quickly and lightly tickled her left foot in the sock. She yanked it away from me. I managed to get both feet and tickle them both at once. While I tickled her socked foot I continued to use my teeth to nibble on her bare toes and lightly gnaw on her sole and ball of her right foot.
This went on for about fifteen minutes. I stopped and put her sock back on for her. Then as she was getting up I thanked her and devilishly I kissed her neck and she thrashed and fell onto the pillow, LAUGHING AND BEGGING ME NOT TO! This too caught me off guard and I couldn't resist, so I managed to hold her down and snuggle into her neck. I kissed and lightly licked it and she went BONKERS," NO NO NO HAHAHAHAHA MIKE NO NO HAHAHAHAHA YOUR KILLING ME HAHAHAHAHA STOP I'LL DO ANYTHING"! I tickled her like that for about a minute. I never heard her laugh that hysterical like that.
When I finished and got up she gave me a look that could kill. Trying to catch her breath, she said," you'll never do that again, you are so mean making me laugh like that".
I told her I would get her again. Just then the phone rang and she answered it and was talking to her friend from work. I snuck up, where she was sitting and grabbed her foot to tickle her again. She put it on mute and asked mad but jokingly,"what has gotten in to you with tickling my feet and wanting to torture me"?
I responded," don't worry, we have all afternoon to find out". Then I left the room.
I hope you enjoyed this one too. We'll see what the rest of the afternoon brings!
Anyways, this morning we went to the bank to sign some papers for a home equity loan. I came home and she went and did some errands. I just posted on part 1 that she was wearing her soft brown socks and I was going to try and get her in my stocks downstairs. Well......................
she came home and was heading downstairs to do some laundry. I snuck up behind her, put my arms around her and just flat out asked," anyway I can put you in the you know what in the weightroom"?
First she said flirtingly and cautiously,"noooooo because you're not nice and it's cold down there".
I responded," I promise I'll leave your socks on if you do". Then with sad puppy dog eyes I said ," well I did sign that loan and if all I ask is.......".
She interupted and said," anything to get at my feet, ok let me put a load of laundry in and for a few minutes, BUT MY SOCKS STAY ON".
I agreed to those terms and to her word she put the load in and came into the weightroom, layed on the weightbench, put her ankles in the stocks, I closed them in and sat in a chair and gazed at her beautiful size 5's in the sexy, soft, brown socks. I started to tickle with some tools and a pen. She wiggled and wriggled quite a bit. She didn't laugh but I could see it was effecting her, even through the socks. I tickled her for about 10 minutes. I let her out and we came upstairs.
Now here's the part that hit me. She went into our bedroom and went under the covers. I walked in and asked if she was laying down for a nap. She said no and that she just wanted to get warm. She then asked if I would hold her to warm her up. I did just that and as I held her I asked if she would go downstairs again and let me finish. She actually said yes, but it was to cold. Disappointed I agreed and said maybe some other time. Then here it came.
"Michael, you could tickle my feet under the covers if you want to", she said.
Shocked I asked her,"are you sure and why are you letting me"?
Well, she responded," I know you love it and if you are nice I'll let you do it, I'll even let you remove my socks".
I WAS TOTALLY CAUGHT OFF GUARD! I immediately went to my jewlery box and got a pen. I then went down to the foot of the bed, folded back the covers and exposed her feet still in the brown socks. I gently leaned over her ankles and removed the right sock. I took the pen and gently stroked her soft, bare foot. Again she flexed her toes and wriglged her foot. She kept saying in between little giggles, when I tickled the ball of her foot," stop, stop, please, don't hurt me hee hee hee"?
I knew it wasn't hurting her. She was flexing her foot and wiggling it. I then took my mouth and used my teeth to nibble her sweet, soft toes. As I nibbled on them I took the pen and quickly and lightly tickled her left foot in the sock. She yanked it away from me. I managed to get both feet and tickle them both at once. While I tickled her socked foot I continued to use my teeth to nibble on her bare toes and lightly gnaw on her sole and ball of her right foot.
This went on for about fifteen minutes. I stopped and put her sock back on for her. Then as she was getting up I thanked her and devilishly I kissed her neck and she thrashed and fell onto the pillow, LAUGHING AND BEGGING ME NOT TO! This too caught me off guard and I couldn't resist, so I managed to hold her down and snuggle into her neck. I kissed and lightly licked it and she went BONKERS," NO NO NO HAHAHAHAHA MIKE NO NO HAHAHAHAHA YOUR KILLING ME HAHAHAHAHA STOP I'LL DO ANYTHING"! I tickled her like that for about a minute. I never heard her laugh that hysterical like that.
When I finished and got up she gave me a look that could kill. Trying to catch her breath, she said," you'll never do that again, you are so mean making me laugh like that".
I told her I would get her again. Just then the phone rang and she answered it and was talking to her friend from work. I snuck up, where she was sitting and grabbed her foot to tickle her again. She put it on mute and asked mad but jokingly,"what has gotten in to you with tickling my feet and wanting to torture me"?
I responded," don't worry, we have all afternoon to find out". Then I left the room.
I hope you enjoyed this one too. We'll see what the rest of the afternoon brings!
