mrsticklish
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After "the party" at Christmas, hubby decided we weren't going to host a new years party, and wanted us to go to our local bar who was hosting a new years party. I suggested just staying home, having drinks,snacks and watching a movie. Nope, that wasn't going to fly, so to the bar we went. I wasn't about to wear a cocktail dress at a bar, but knew it was going to be warm there, so decided on a sleeveless blouse, jeans, and flats. It was cold out, but the bar is within walking distance. I threw on my jacket and off we went.
The bar is a local establishment, not huge, has a limit of about 125. When we walked in, there was maybe 90 there, but was still noisy and crowded. I saw neighbors there, hubby's football friends, and omg, Bud, hubby's tickle friend. We had drinks, mingled, secured a booth, and mingled more.
Then it started! I'm chatting with the female bartender, one of three that night, who is a neighbor, when Bud comes up behind me and puts his hands on my sides. "Hi girlie" he says as he starts tickling my ribs. I'm laughing and squirming as his fingers are running up and down my ribs. The bartender is smiling, then goes to pour a beer for a customer. I'm like "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, com'on Bud I'm ticklish!". He has me pinned against the bar and tickling the hell out of me. He says "happy new year, I'm making you happy!". His fingers move into my armpits, wiggling. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'm happy, I'm Happy HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". He stops after about 10 minutes, orders a drink and escape back to hubby.
We are sitting in the booth when Frank, hubby's best friend comes over and sits beside me. Another friend sees us and comes over, sitting on the other side of me, he's hubby's football friend. Hubs is sitting on the other side of Frank. We chat for a bit, then Frank pulls me into him and gets his fingers into my armpits. I immediately start laughing hysterically. Both Frank and the football guy know how ticklish I am, so football guy pulls my legs into his lap, pulls my flats off and starts tickling my feet. I'm going out of my mind, laughing, squirming, hubby sits there smiling, then says "tickle her". I'm WAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I can't stand it HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". Reank is going up and down my sides, into my armpits while football guy is tickling both of my feet. They kept it up for about 20 minutes. I was exhausted.
Then another of hubby's football friends comes over and says "are you tickling her?" "Yeah, want to try?" hubby says.
Frank is still holding on to me but not tickling. The first guy leaves, the second guy now has my legs across his lap. He has this feathery thing, holds my ankles firmly and strokes it up and down my soles. I start giggling, laughing, my feet wiggling. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA it tickles it tickles HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". He stroked it up and down the soles, between the toes as I was laughing hysterically driving me insane. After about 15 minutes he stopped. he went and got a drink, Frank left so it was just me and hubby.
I said "you knew they were going to be here didn't you?" He grinned and said "I had no idea". I said"you liar" and punched him in the arm.
The rest of the night went somewhat better, although his football buddies got in a few rib tickles here and there making me squirm and laugh as we walked around.
As we left our neighbor bartender said "oh my gosh, they were really tickling you, I think I know what I'm getting when I get home". She was one of the football guy's wives.
We wished all happy new year and left.
The bar is a local establishment, not huge, has a limit of about 125. When we walked in, there was maybe 90 there, but was still noisy and crowded. I saw neighbors there, hubby's football friends, and omg, Bud, hubby's tickle friend. We had drinks, mingled, secured a booth, and mingled more.
Then it started! I'm chatting with the female bartender, one of three that night, who is a neighbor, when Bud comes up behind me and puts his hands on my sides. "Hi girlie" he says as he starts tickling my ribs. I'm laughing and squirming as his fingers are running up and down my ribs. The bartender is smiling, then goes to pour a beer for a customer. I'm like "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, com'on Bud I'm ticklish!". He has me pinned against the bar and tickling the hell out of me. He says "happy new year, I'm making you happy!". His fingers move into my armpits, wiggling. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'm happy, I'm Happy HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". He stops after about 10 minutes, orders a drink and escape back to hubby.
We are sitting in the booth when Frank, hubby's best friend comes over and sits beside me. Another friend sees us and comes over, sitting on the other side of me, he's hubby's football friend. Hubs is sitting on the other side of Frank. We chat for a bit, then Frank pulls me into him and gets his fingers into my armpits. I immediately start laughing hysterically. Both Frank and the football guy know how ticklish I am, so football guy pulls my legs into his lap, pulls my flats off and starts tickling my feet. I'm going out of my mind, laughing, squirming, hubby sits there smiling, then says "tickle her". I'm WAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I can't stand it HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". Reank is going up and down my sides, into my armpits while football guy is tickling both of my feet. They kept it up for about 20 minutes. I was exhausted.
Then another of hubby's football friends comes over and says "are you tickling her?" "Yeah, want to try?" hubby says.
Frank is still holding on to me but not tickling. The first guy leaves, the second guy now has my legs across his lap. He has this feathery thing, holds my ankles firmly and strokes it up and down my soles. I start giggling, laughing, my feet wiggling. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA it tickles it tickles HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". He stroked it up and down the soles, between the toes as I was laughing hysterically driving me insane. After about 15 minutes he stopped. he went and got a drink, Frank left so it was just me and hubby.
I said "you knew they were going to be here didn't you?" He grinned and said "I had no idea". I said"you liar" and punched him in the arm.
The rest of the night went somewhat better, although his football buddies got in a few rib tickles here and there making me squirm and laugh as we walked around.
As we left our neighbor bartender said "oh my gosh, they were really tickling you, I think I know what I'm getting when I get home". She was one of the football guy's wives.
We wished all happy new year and left.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
