I was at me favorite watering hole today. For the last 2 days they have been on a clean up fix up weekend, making the place look a bit better.
Today the bookkeeper/waitress was helping out. She is a good friend and about a half dozen years older than me. That makes her over 60.
Anyway she was cleaning the glass behind the bar, on a ladder. Most there, since the floor had just been mopped and waxed, where walking around in just their socks.
At the same time everyone walked out to catch a smoke, I went to the little boys room. When I came back, we'll call her Barb. was sitting on the step stool in a rather odd position with her socked feet behind her and unable to get up.
When I came around the corner she said; "oh good, I'm sort of stuck and need you to do something". The first thing I noticed of course where her socked feet and her in a vulnerable position.
As I got closer I noticed that her sock on her right foot had a small hole in it. I guess you can figure where this is going already.
So as I closed in I said, "OK, let me see how to fix this". As I stood next to her I knew I would only have a short time and I also didn't want to really piss her off. I knew I was going to have to basically pick her up to get her free, but I was going to get this one time shot in first.
So after a second she asked "Well?" "I said there's one thing I see. Seems you have a hole in your sock". And with that stuck my finger in the hole and wiggled my finger in the area around the base of her toes.
She almost jumped off the ladder and shrieked and started to try and slap at me hand. Only a second or so, but it was obvious that she was really ticklish.
She said, "Jesus, don't do that. I'm too old to be giggling like a teenager." So I grinned and said; "You think so?" and started repeating the motion.
She almost too loudly said; "Oh no, you wouldn't do that" and then starting to giggle and squirm around on the ladder.
She let out a couple of "OH please, don't do this".
With both tickles, it was at best 15 seconds. She didn't end up getting really mad and i did have to pretty much pick her up to free her and she was happy that I helped her out, though the others would have when they came back in.
I was tempted to try and do a good sole tickle through the socks, but I thought it would be too much. I always wondered if she might be ticklish, and even being in her 60's did sound like a youngster having a giggling fit.
Then she said; "You are sooooo bad". I just gave her a grin and replied; "Who me?" and reached towards her ribs making the tickle motion and she jumped back to get away.
I just laughed and she said "see what I mean?"
The rest of them came back in and I returned to my seat. I'm pretty sure I will never get that chance again.
Today the bookkeeper/waitress was helping out. She is a good friend and about a half dozen years older than me. That makes her over 60.
Anyway she was cleaning the glass behind the bar, on a ladder. Most there, since the floor had just been mopped and waxed, where walking around in just their socks.
At the same time everyone walked out to catch a smoke, I went to the little boys room. When I came back, we'll call her Barb. was sitting on the step stool in a rather odd position with her socked feet behind her and unable to get up.
When I came around the corner she said; "oh good, I'm sort of stuck and need you to do something". The first thing I noticed of course where her socked feet and her in a vulnerable position.
As I got closer I noticed that her sock on her right foot had a small hole in it. I guess you can figure where this is going already.
So as I closed in I said, "OK, let me see how to fix this". As I stood next to her I knew I would only have a short time and I also didn't want to really piss her off. I knew I was going to have to basically pick her up to get her free, but I was going to get this one time shot in first.
So after a second she asked "Well?" "I said there's one thing I see. Seems you have a hole in your sock". And with that stuck my finger in the hole and wiggled my finger in the area around the base of her toes.
She almost jumped off the ladder and shrieked and started to try and slap at me hand. Only a second or so, but it was obvious that she was really ticklish.
She said, "Jesus, don't do that. I'm too old to be giggling like a teenager." So I grinned and said; "You think so?" and started repeating the motion.
She almost too loudly said; "Oh no, you wouldn't do that" and then starting to giggle and squirm around on the ladder.
She let out a couple of "OH please, don't do this". With both tickles, it was at best 15 seconds. She didn't end up getting really mad and i did have to pretty much pick her up to free her and she was happy that I helped her out, though the others would have when they came back in.
I was tempted to try and do a good sole tickle through the socks, but I thought it would be too much. I always wondered if she might be ticklish, and even being in her 60's did sound like a youngster having a giggling fit.
Then she said; "You are sooooo bad". I just gave her a grin and replied; "Who me?" and reached towards her ribs making the tickle motion and she jumped back to get away.
I just laughed and she said "see what I mean?"
The rest of them came back in and I returned to my seat. I'm pretty sure I will never get that chance again.
