Michael514
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Well I have the day off from construction due to the weather so I thought I'd share two quck yet memorable foot ticklings I had. I hope you enjoy.
When I was about to graduate from High School I worked part-time in a pizza place. I spent most of them working the closing shifts. I had some good foot ticklings there. about 12 or so but these two stand out.
Anyways, I was working on a Sunday night and it was fall. About an hour before closing a large group of gypsies came in for pizza. I didn't much attention but I noticed that this one girl was occasionally looking over at me. I was alone in one of the dining areas getting ready to close it.
I walked by the woman and we struck up conversation. I told her to come to the dining room I was in so we could talk. She was about 25, 5'5", 110 lbs., light brown hair, wore a dressy top, dark blue jeans, high heeled wooden sandles and nude hose. Her name was "Sanya".
I told her that she didn't look like any of the group she was with and asked if she was married to one of them. She said no and that she was only the babysitter. She was watching about 15 kids. During our conversation she said how good it felt to sit down because her feet were hurting because of the shoes and having to walk after the kids.
I told her she should go eat because the kids were sitting down eating pizza in the other party room with their families. She didn't want to eat she said she wanted to relax.
I then told her," take your shoes off and rest your feet".
she said she would but she didn't want to bend over and take them off. I took my chance and said," I'll take them off if you want". SHOCKINGLY she said it was o.k and she lifted her leg. I kneeled down to remove her right sandle. I took it off.
She said it felt good and then I said," I have something else that will make it feel even better, I'll tickle it".
Her eyes widened and I held her right ankle and tickled her nude stockinged sole. She laughed, giggled and said," hahahaha no no don't tickle my foot please hahahaaha". Her beautiful soft size 5 foot was wriggling around as my index finger danced around her sole. I tickled her for a minute or so. I stopped because I could see the kids were getting up and running around. She put her sandle back on and went to watch the kids.
Before she left with the group she said she would stop up again. I joked and asked," so I can treat you left foot this time"? She gave me this look, smiled and left. She never came back.
The other time was this.
It was winter time and it was cold and wet snow. I was working closing shift on a Thursday night. I had a good friend,"Frank", who worked with me. I was cleaning the main hallway and Frank was cleaning the kitchen area.
About a half hour after closing Frank came out and went to the front door and let this woman in. He introduced me to her. Her name was "Renee". She was about 5'8", slightly overweight, brunette and very pretty. She was wearing a dark blue windbreaker, blue jeans and clogs. I couldn't see what she was wearing on her feet.
Frank went back to kitchen area to clean and she stood in the hallway wear I was working. We started talking and I asked her how long her and Frank were dating. Shew told me they weren't and she was a friend just there to give him a ride home.
I could see she was cold and wet from the wet snow and I asked her if she wanted something warm to drink. She said,"no", and that she could handle being chilly except for her feet.
I asked why her feet were bothering her and she said," well I'm leaving the car and I stepped in a ice cold puddle of water and now my socks are wet".
I took a chance and out of silliness I asked,"just how wet are your socks"?
Shockingly she said to me,"here see for yourself", and she lifted her right foot out of the clog. At first I couldn't believe it but now I could now see she was wearing dark blue and black striped socks, anyways I kneeled down now to feel how wet they were and she was right they were wet and cold.
She then said," see I told ya".
I looked up at her and replied," I have a way to warm it up," she looked down at me and then I said," tickling it".
I held her right ankle, took my index finger, and started tickling the sole of her foot. She giggled. She laughed even more when I started tickling her toes. She was laughingly saying," hahahaha oh my please, don't tickle, not there, hahahaaha".
I would occasionally look up at her and I could see she was enjoying it. I tickled her foot for about a minute or so. It must have been a sight to see, her standing there giggling and laughing while I'm on the floor holding her foot tickling it. The reason I say that was the next time I looked up I saw the game room attendant, "Marlon", was standing there looking. He said with a laugh," Michael, Michael,Michael, wow".
Well I stopped and she quickly put her foot back in her clog. We finished cleaning and Frank was already out the door. Renee was walking next to me and said," you know my feet are usually very ticklish but I think them being wet and cold in the socks made them less sensative",
I agreed then she added," you should come over some time and finish". I gulped and said that maybe I would.
She never came back there and I never went to her place ( I know shame on me). Frank would often ask me, before he went to the service, what Renee and I talked about because she always asked about me and when we could all get together. I never told it was my little secret.
I hoped you enjoyed these two quicky experiences. THANX!
When I was about to graduate from High School I worked part-time in a pizza place. I spent most of them working the closing shifts. I had some good foot ticklings there. about 12 or so but these two stand out.
Anyways, I was working on a Sunday night and it was fall. About an hour before closing a large group of gypsies came in for pizza. I didn't much attention but I noticed that this one girl was occasionally looking over at me. I was alone in one of the dining areas getting ready to close it.
I walked by the woman and we struck up conversation. I told her to come to the dining room I was in so we could talk. She was about 25, 5'5", 110 lbs., light brown hair, wore a dressy top, dark blue jeans, high heeled wooden sandles and nude hose. Her name was "Sanya".
I told her that she didn't look like any of the group she was with and asked if she was married to one of them. She said no and that she was only the babysitter. She was watching about 15 kids. During our conversation she said how good it felt to sit down because her feet were hurting because of the shoes and having to walk after the kids.
I told her she should go eat because the kids were sitting down eating pizza in the other party room with their families. She didn't want to eat she said she wanted to relax.
I then told her," take your shoes off and rest your feet".
she said she would but she didn't want to bend over and take them off. I took my chance and said," I'll take them off if you want". SHOCKINGLY she said it was o.k and she lifted her leg. I kneeled down to remove her right sandle. I took it off.
She said it felt good and then I said," I have something else that will make it feel even better, I'll tickle it".
Her eyes widened and I held her right ankle and tickled her nude stockinged sole. She laughed, giggled and said," hahahaha no no don't tickle my foot please hahahaaha". Her beautiful soft size 5 foot was wriggling around as my index finger danced around her sole. I tickled her for a minute or so. I stopped because I could see the kids were getting up and running around. She put her sandle back on and went to watch the kids.
Before she left with the group she said she would stop up again. I joked and asked," so I can treat you left foot this time"? She gave me this look, smiled and left. She never came back.
The other time was this.
It was winter time and it was cold and wet snow. I was working closing shift on a Thursday night. I had a good friend,"Frank", who worked with me. I was cleaning the main hallway and Frank was cleaning the kitchen area.
About a half hour after closing Frank came out and went to the front door and let this woman in. He introduced me to her. Her name was "Renee". She was about 5'8", slightly overweight, brunette and very pretty. She was wearing a dark blue windbreaker, blue jeans and clogs. I couldn't see what she was wearing on her feet.
Frank went back to kitchen area to clean and she stood in the hallway wear I was working. We started talking and I asked her how long her and Frank were dating. Shew told me they weren't and she was a friend just there to give him a ride home.
I could see she was cold and wet from the wet snow and I asked her if she wanted something warm to drink. She said,"no", and that she could handle being chilly except for her feet.
I asked why her feet were bothering her and she said," well I'm leaving the car and I stepped in a ice cold puddle of water and now my socks are wet".
I took a chance and out of silliness I asked,"just how wet are your socks"?
Shockingly she said to me,"here see for yourself", and she lifted her right foot out of the clog. At first I couldn't believe it but now I could now see she was wearing dark blue and black striped socks, anyways I kneeled down now to feel how wet they were and she was right they were wet and cold.
She then said," see I told ya".
I looked up at her and replied," I have a way to warm it up," she looked down at me and then I said," tickling it".
I held her right ankle, took my index finger, and started tickling the sole of her foot. She giggled. She laughed even more when I started tickling her toes. She was laughingly saying," hahahaha oh my please, don't tickle, not there, hahahaaha".
I would occasionally look up at her and I could see she was enjoying it. I tickled her foot for about a minute or so. It must have been a sight to see, her standing there giggling and laughing while I'm on the floor holding her foot tickling it. The reason I say that was the next time I looked up I saw the game room attendant, "Marlon", was standing there looking. He said with a laugh," Michael, Michael,Michael, wow".
Well I stopped and she quickly put her foot back in her clog. We finished cleaning and Frank was already out the door. Renee was walking next to me and said," you know my feet are usually very ticklish but I think them being wet and cold in the socks made them less sensative",
I agreed then she added," you should come over some time and finish". I gulped and said that maybe I would.
She never came back there and I never went to her place ( I know shame on me). Frank would often ask me, before he went to the service, what Renee and I talked about because she always asked about me and when we could all get together. I never told it was my little secret.
I hoped you enjoyed these two quicky experiences. THANX!
