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Here's my latest chapter. I had all intentions on getting this posted by Halloween last weekend, but life got in the way and it took a while to edit. This is a long one, I know, but I'm setting up a character that will be a major addition to the series. I really tried to capture the romance and excitement and sexiness of two people falling head over heels for each other. I hope everyone enjoys it! As always, feel free to message me or post here. I love discussing my stories and tickle-writing in general.
The Halloween Party (Part VII)
The street lights still glowed amber from incandescent bulbs in Kristine’s charming coastal neighborhood. The streets were lined with a mix of sprawling mid-century ranches perched on canals and massive old colonials that sat on large parcels of grassy lawns. This time of year, a certain jovial mischief and embracing of things spooky and macabre hung in the air. Every porch, doorway and walkway was illuminated by the faint flickering lights of Jack-o-Lanterns that watched eerily with candle-lit eyes as the wind carried swirls of dead leaves from the ground in small torrents.
The blustery Autumn air added a perfect ambiance to Halloween, even if it probably heralded an incoming storm. The sound of children dressed in costumes and running errantly from house to house broke the usual silence of this time of evening. Kristine glanced out her bedroom window, admiring a Hallow’s Eve pulled straight from films and television. She couldn’t help but smile just a bit–Halloween was always her favorite holiday.
She turned as her phone vibrated on the bed. Jessica. Probably wanting to know when she’d be on her way.
She picked up the call. “Hey.”
“Hi. When are you getting here? I kind of needed you 30 minutes ago.” Jessica said with a rapidfire tone.
“Um… I don’t know. I can leave in ten. I’m almost ready.” Krissy said, not nearly ready yet.
“Mmhm. I know what that means. Put your costume on and hurry up!” Jess said, calling her out.
“Bye Jess…” Krissy looked in the mirror, tugged the hem of her t-shirt up and over her head and then pulled the waist band of her sweats down over her butt and down her legs. She grabbed a pair of skin-tight black jeans laid out on the bed and yanked them on. The cuffs had been ripped or cut at the bottoms, frays of cotton hanging down onto her ankles bones. A large hole in the left knee stretched every time she bent her legs, but the seat of the jeans clung to her perfect butt in such a way that made it look like she should never wear a different pair of pants.
She slipped her arms up through an equally tight long sleeve top that had also been trimmed at the bottom and showed three quarters of an inch of her toned belly and navel.
She pulled her straight blonde hair up off her neck and into a black clip that happened to be shaped like a spider’s web before sitting on a stool in front of the mirror and coating her lips with a shade of deep scarlet lipstick. She removed two small white fake fangs from a package and stuck one to each of her canine teeth. She painted a series of small red marks on the right side of her neck arranged to resemble a bitemark and then darkened her lashes with mascara which made her orangey-brown eyes flare against the ivory skin of her pretty face.
She snatched a handful of black spider web shaped stretchy bands from the top of her dresser and stretched one over her head and let it cling to her neck as a choker, just below the bitemark. She raised a bare, freshly lotioned foot up onto the edge of her bed and placed the other band, much smaller in diameter and width, on her second toe, complimenting her shiny black polish.
She slipped her feet into a pair of extra tall strappy black shoes with a thick block heel, grabbed a small clutch bag and headed for the front door.
***
Kristine walked briskly up the long walkway that led from the driveway to Jess’s stately home. The thick heels of her shoes made a clonking noise with each step and the wind howled, fierce enough to make her squint her eyes and wrap her arms over her chest to make her black trench coat more airtight.
Jessica stood in the open doorway, flanked on either side by towers of small pumpkins and a cartoonish cardboard ghost that guarded a large bowl of candy. A black iron chandelier hung from the ceiling over the doorway as a beacon in the dark expanse of the front yard.
Jessica was dressed in a decidedly more elaborate costume than her friend. A ruffled white shirt hung around her shoulders under a black leather corset tied tightly around her thin abdomen and a red and black striped skirt hung loosely just below her knees and gave way to tall leather boots with a short heel. She had gaudy gold bracelets on each wrist and even gaudier gold hoop earrings. Her outfit was complete with a large black triangular hat with a handful of different feathers stuck in its red sash. She made for a fine “sexy pirate.”
“You look… so hot.” Jess said as Krissy climbed the two steps up the porch. “But… What are you?”
Before Krissy could answer, Jess pulled at the lapels of her trench coat to get a look at the outfit underneath.
“A vampire!” Krissy said, as she flashed her luminous white teeth to show off her canine teeth covered by the stick-on fangs.
Jess scanned from her face downward as she held her coat open, first at her friend's large breasts, then at her taut belly exposed by the short, tight shirt, then the black denim that looked tattooed onto her hips and legs and finally to her tall shoes and black-painted toes.
“The costume is barely a costume, but I love the shoes!” Jess commented.
“I know right?! I hardly have an occasion to wear these anymore.” Krissy put her right foot forward to show off the shoe a bit more.
“And the toe ring is super cute.” Jess said before starting down the long main hallway, with Krissy following her.
***
The girls roamed through the house, arranging knickknacks and decorations for the party. It wasn’t long before the front door opened again and Nicole appeared in the living room, carrying with her a case of hard seltzer and dressed for the holiday.
Nicole wore a white pinstriped baseball jersey unbuttoned and tied up high on her torso so that a lot of her tight tan upper body was exposed. Tattered denim shorts hugged her perky butt and long white socks pulled up just under her knees highlighted the curves of her calves and led down to navy and white Nike sneakers. Her shiny brunette hair was tied into two braids, one on each shoulder and she wore black lines of makeup on her cheeks just under her chestnut eyes.
“You look adorable!” Krissy shouted from across the living room.
“Thanks! You look… sexy…” Nicole replied, fanning her face with her hands exaggeratedly. “And I was worried my shorts were too short… Jeeze.”
“Leave it to her to put almost no effort into an actual costume, and still get people talking.” Jess said, a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.
“Hey! I put effort in. I ordered these fangs on Amazon!” She said flashing her fake fangs at Nicole.
“Wearing those shoes is enough effort.” Nicole said, planting a kiss on Kristy’s cheek and waiting for one in return.
“Mmmhm.” Jess hummed and pulled a banner higher above the large mirror in the living room before greeting her cousin with a big hug and kiss.
***
An hour or so later Jessica’s house was buzzing with the sounds of chatter that drowned out a Halloween playlist being broadcast through the wireless speakers. Andrew, her husband, and his friends commandeered much of the den area, nearest the large wooden bar nestled in the corner of the dimly lit room.
Krissy entered the den and made her way toward the bar that Andrew currently manned as he poured glasses of fancy whiskey for his friends.
One friend, Luke, stood leaning on the bartop. Luke was a well-muscled young man, with thick, slightly wavy dark brown hair worn brushed back, tonight hidden by a saddle tan cowboy hat. His hazel eyes were deep and thoughtful and looked as though a greenish fire flickered inside of them. His face was suntanned year-long from working outdoors and he had a nice smile barely hidden under short stubble that adorned his jawline.
He wore a black western shirt, unbuttoned at the top and tucked into a pair of deep blue jeans and a pair of cowboy boots to complete his costume. Tattoos covered his forearms and upper chest, and Kristine could only imagine the rest of his solid upperbody.
As soon as Krissy entered the room, her eyes landed on Luke. It didn’t take long for him to notice her either.
As the beautiful blonde approached, he studied her body in the tight black outfit. He flashed a brief smile at her as she neared and their eyes met for a brief moment.
“Hey bartender! Can you make martinis for me and Nicole?” Krissy said, leaning over on the bar, feeling, hoping that Luke was still staring at her.
And he was. He couldn’t help himself. She was breathtaking. Her ample breasts made her tight black shirt stretch and ride up as she moved, ensuring that a portion of her toned abs stayed exposed. Her lower back arched slightly and made her black jeans somehow even tighter on her butt and thighs and her smoldering vanilla scent captivated his other senses.
He looked down and was more transfixed. She kicked one foot up off the floor behind her as if she knew he was looking at her shoes as she leaned idly on the bar waiting for her martini.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her, particularly at that moment her feet.
Luke, a strong, quiet man, harbored a secret foot fetish his entire life. He tried to never make it a huge issue with women he was with, but most of them quickly put it together. It was something he’d been intensely embarrassed about in his youth and only recently, as he aged into his thirties, did he get somewhat more comfortable with it.
The woman in front of him seemed as if she’d somehow known her feet were gorgeous, he thought. Those shoes. The toe ring. The pedicure.
They were perfect. Ivory colored skin looked like snow next to the black straps of leather on her shoes and her glossy black toenails. The shoes showcased her naturally high arch and soft round heels and the tiny black toe ring was the perfect accent to her perfectly shaped toes.
He didn’t want to stare at her feet for too long. He didn’t want to stare at her for too long, period. But he found himself unable to focus on anything else. His eyes were drawn to her like a magnet.
He snapped back to reality as Kristine spoke “Does he make good drinks or what?” and turned to face him.
Their eyes met again, this time for a long few seconds.
“Um, yeah. I think so…” Luke answered her with the hesitation of butterflies in his stomach.
“You two have something in common.” Andrew said, smiling.
“What’s that?” Krissy asked.
“You both put almost no effort into your costume!” Said the grown man dressed a pirate to match his wife.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Luke said, two fingers touching the brim of his cowboy hat.
“You basically wear that every day. You just threw the hat on.” Andrew retorted. “And what are you even supposed to be, Kris?”
“A vampire!” Krissy said as she gestured a black painted fingernail toward her teeth and circled it down to the bite on her neck.
Luke chimed in “I got it right away. You look great.”
Krissy turned to face Luke, as her barely-there freckles became obscured by blush on her cheeks. “Thanks…”
Luke kept his gaze affixed to her amber eyes as he said “I’m Luke by the way.” And extended his hand.
She clasped her soft ivory hand as much around his as she could get it—his hands were thick with muscle and felt strong.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Kristine. I’m Jessica’s friend.”
The two of them chatted for a while there at the bar, with Andrew providing some common ground here and there. He could tell they were hitting it off and though he’d long been married he’d not forgotten how to be a wingman.
***
“God… Where did Krissy go for those martinis?” Nicole turned to Jess who was sipping a drink of her own.
“She has been gone awhile… Let’s go find her.” Jessica grabbed Nicole’s hand lightly, tugging her as she moved past her and then dropping it once Nicole began following her down the main hallway on a not-too-long walk into the den where Jessica knew her husband and his friends would be nearest the large bar.
Nicole and Jessica could see Krissy through the doorway, leaning on a bar stool with the edge of her butt and her back to them, between Andrew who looked busy behind the bar and Luke who sat on the neighboring stool and facing her.
“I should have known.” Jessica said quietly as they entered the room.
“Wait… Is that Luke?” Nicole questioned.
“Yup. He just moved back here a few months ago.” Jessica said as they got closer. Andrew gave his wife a look and a smile and watched her face light up. She loved the excitement of a meetcute.
Jess stopped at the end of the bar, but Nicole took a few more steps forward toward her oblivious friend. Luke’s eyes shifted to the young girl now standing behind his new object of affection.
Sensing Luke’s look was about to give up her spot, Nicole darted both hands onto her friend’s lower ribs. “Whatcha doin?”
“Aaaiiee!” Krissy yelped and jumped to her feet before turning to look at who she already knew had poked her.
“Sorry, Nic. I didn’t forget though.” Krissy said as she nudged the martini across the bar toward her friend.
Nicole rolled her eyes briefly “mmhm.. Hi Luke. Been a while…”
“Hi Nicole. Yeah, how’ve you been?” Luke said, greeting her with a slight smile.
At that moment Kristine wondered how they might know each other. Have they been together? She was probably a few years younger than him, so she couldn’t be completely sure.
“Not bad. I heard you moved back here. I’m sure Drew’s happy about that.” Nicole quipped sipping her martini.
Drew nodded in agreement.
“Yeah, I’m happy to be back too.” Luke said, affixing his eyes to Kristine’s for a moment.
Nicole, still standing behind Kristine as she sat on the stool, rested her hands on Kristine's shoulders. “Home is where you can always go back to, right? Isn’t that what they say?”
“Something like that.” Luke swigged from his glass.
Nicole looked over at Jessica who was gesturing slyly for her to leave the two of them alone.
“Alright, well, you two have fun. Didn’t mean to interrupt.” Nicole’s voice stung with sarcasm.
Kristine’s eyes rolled “I’ll be in there in a minu—aaaiiee!”
Nicole’s hands drifted quickly back to her friend's sides to snatch another quick squeeze that made her yelp and push both tickling hands off her.
“I was just getting parched waiting for you.” Nicole said with a smile as followed Jessica out of the den.
***
Some time passed, though neither Kristine nor Luke really could tell how much. They’d covered all sorts of topics. It was the sort of introduction that made both of them feel like they knew each other in another life. The sort of conversation that neither wanted to end.
She fell into his eyes as he told her about his time away and his return to the town. What he described as work sounded to her like adventure, compared to how she spent her weekdays in the clinic and hospital.
But he made her feel as if he was interested in everything she had to say. She felt content as he listened to her talk about working with Jessica and becoming so close to her and Drew, about her work treating patients and how he asked questions about things she was interested in. He looked wise and strong. Confident. His voice was low and his choice of words hinted to her that he was intelligent and thoughtful. He spoke less than he listened and there was a mysteriousness to him that intrigued every cell in her body.
Luke was interested. Interested in everything about her. Her bright white smile captivated him even with fake vampire fangs stuck to her canine teeth. She smelled of vanilla and everything about her physical appearance said she cared. He adored how she spoke and carried herself.
He noticed tattoo ink peeking out from under her jeans where the hole on her knee was and when she’d bent over the bar to grab a napkin he saw a quick flash of one on her lower back. She seemed balanced and poised, but he could tell there was a certain freedom in her, maybe even a wildness locked away deep inside.
***
The two of them decided together that it was probably best to join the rest of the party for a bit before it ended. They walked together into the large living room where the guests had ended up. Andrew and his friends caught Luke at the doorway and Kristine made her way through the crowded room over to the corner where Nicole sat and Jessica held a small court of women.
“Well… if it isn’t Miss Flirty Vampire…” Nicole’s voice was full of snark.
Kristine fought her best not to smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She sipped her drink and sat down on the sofa next to Nicole.
Jessica excused herself from a trio of guests and eagerly interrupted whatever Nicole was saying. “So… How did it go… Did he ask you out? Did you guys hook up?!”
Kristine rolled her eyes but still struggled to contain her happiness. “No. To both. We’re adults, Jessica. We were just talking.”
“I swear… Andrew always said he thought Luke would be perfect for you!” Jessica’s blue eyes beamed with excitement.
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Jess.” Jessica’s enthusiasm made Kristine feel like she had to be measured, but down deep she was telling herself as much as she was telling Jessica.
“You cannot leave tonight without at least giving him your number, Krissy.” Nicole added. “You guys were talking for like an hour.”
Kristine gestured with her hands for the two of them to ease up and switch the topic of conversation. She wanted to think about something else for a while. Let the introduction settle. But even as they talked about other things, she found herself staring over at Luke across the room, and him looking back at her in quick glances.
***
The girls had been talking for a while there in the living room, and Andrew had led the group of guys out to the back deck for a bit of fresh air. It was getting late, and some of the guests had begun leaving. Jessica lowered the volume on the music in the living room and perched her pirate hat on the arm of the couch.
Kristine, still seated on the couch but now listening to Jessica’s chatty sister-in-law, was hitting her maximum amount of “shoes on” time and pulled her feet out of the tall heels before placing them up on the ottoman in front of her. She flexed her black painted toes and rolled her ankles before placing one foot on top of the other and leaning back into the plush sofa.
Nicole, having had a lot to drink, let all 120lbs of her collapse down onto the sofa partially next to Kristine and partially on top of her.
“Make some room!” Nicole yelled with a giggle.
Kristine playfully pushed on her shoulder. “You have two cushions to sit on!”
Nicole huffed and threw her upper body toward the opposite arm of the sofa where her head landed on a large throw pillow. She kicked both of her sneakers off and let them fall to the hardwood below the sofa and swung her legs up onto the cushion between her and Kristine.
Jessica and Kristine both shot Nicole the same look. The look of two older “sisters” being perturbed by the drunkenness of their younger “sister.”
“What?” Nicole asked, though she knew the answer.
“How much have you had to drink?” Jessica answered a question with a question.
“I’m fine. It’s not like I have to get home tonight.” Nicole said.
“Mmhmm.” Jessica nodded.
Nicole looked across the couch at Kristine distracted by something on her phone. “Whacha doin’ over there?” Nicole crept her socked foot across the middle cushion and poked Kristine right in her ribs with her big toe.
“Hey!” Kristine jumped and pushed her foot down. Nicole poked again with her socked toes pointed. “Stop! None of your business!”
Nicole poked her toes again and again, into her ribs and side and even her thigh. Kristine was trying to evade the poking and yelping as she did.
“Can you please stop! I’m minding my own business over here!” Kristine said, half laughing, before looking back at her phone’s screen.
It was at that moment that some of the guys re-entered the living room from the deck. Luke was the first through the french doors and his eyes immediately found Kristine.
She looked incredible sitting there. His gut fluttered again at the sight of her perfect bare feet up on the ottoman. She looked so carefree, like relaxing with her feet up was her natural state. Her spiderweb toe ring and shiny black toenail polish gleamed and glistened under the high-hat lights shining down in the room. He took two steps to the right and could now see her gorgeous soft-looking soles.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted her:
Relaxing I see?
Her face lit up from her phone as she read it and typed back:
It’s what I do best
I had to get those shoes off
His eyes met hers from across the room and then drifted down her entire body, studying every inch clad in tight black clothing, down to her perfect ankles exposed by the trimmed denim and finally landing back on her beautiful feet subtly wiggling as if she were waving them at him.
He was hypnotized watching her arches wrinkle up as her feet flexed back and forth. His phone buzzed again. This was the kind of sight that made it almost impossible for him not to stare. Not only did he have a thing for pretty feet, he loved seeing a woman barefoot in a public setting. He never really understood why, but something about the way she was sitting there with all those people around baring the bottoms of her feet drove him wild.
Wanna come whisk me away?
The boldness of it stopped his breathing. He didn’t bother answering. He put his phone in his pocket and grabbed his drink off the table next to him and started toward her.
He watched her smile adorably when she saw him start moving toward her. As he closed the distance between them he kept taking glances at her feet. He worried for a moment that she might notice him looking. But he couldn’t help himself. They were so exposed. So prominently displayed. The subtle movement of them kept catching his eye.
Kristine looked up from her position on the couch at her new found flirtation as he stood before her.
Luke felt not only Krissy looking at him, but Jessica and Nicole too.
“Hello again.” Krissy said, playing coy.
“Hey. I’m going to the den to grab another drink. You girls want anything?” Luke said, feigning an excuse to walk over there.
Jessica nodded no, for some reason, blushing herself. Before Nicole could say anything Kristine swung her feet down off the ottoman and said “I’ll take a walk over there with you.” and stood up.
The two of them walked away from the couch and then out of the room and down the hallway. Halfway through it Luke reached behind him and Kristine grabbed his hand. He led her through the doorway into the den which was currently empty. They didn’t make it even halfway to the bar before he turned around and she took a step into his embrace. They kissed passionately and intimately. Enveloped by his thick arms, she raised a knee slightly and rubbed his leg as they kissed.
***
Back in the living room, Jessica was spending all her energy resisting making her own trip to the den to see what was going on.
“This is so exciting!” She said to Nicole who was less amused.
“Krissy is such a tease she’s probably just got him sitting there talking again.” Nicole quipped.
“Ha! I don’t know… I’ve never seen her look at anyone like that.” Jessica reasoned. “She would try to get a peek at them? We can go to the kitchen for some napkins. The holder over there is empty anyway.”
“Uh how about no. Leave them alone! What are you hoping to see anyway? Because it’s probably just Krissy giving the poor guy blue balls.” Nicole spoke quickly and uncharacteristically loudly. She was half joking, half annoyed and very drunk.
Jessica sat down on the chair behind her in a huff. “You’re no fun.”
***
The lights in the den were dim and the music barely audible. Red plastic cups, half-drunk bottles and dented cans littered the furniture and the halloween decorations that hung from the ceiling sat motionless, seemingly the only audience for Kristine and Luke kissing and groping each other at the bar.
Kristine sat up on Andrew’s beloved oak bartop, her black jeans stretched tightly around her thighs with her legs wrapped around Luke’s legs. Her bare feet anchored to the spot behind his knees. She leaned back on her arms, her large breasts pushed against his thick, solid chest as they were locked in passion.
She tilted her and he went to move his kissing down her neck. The two new lovers shared a laugh when they both realized the makeup bitemark was in the way. She used the beat as an opportunity to pluck the vampire fangs off her teeth and tilted to the other side and as he moved to his kiss he cradled his strong hand on the back of her head, her hair intertwined his fingers and fell tousled out of its clip.
She drew her knees up and cinched around him tighter, her right foot now on his thigh . His wandering hand slipped over her thigh and around her foot. He let out a barely audible grunt and let his fingers feel the perfect shape of her ankle and foot.
As his fingers wandered to the underside of her foot, her lips paused their kissing and a smile forced its way to her face. They’re noses pressed together as she whispered “Careful.”
At first he didn’t register what she meant. He rubbed his two fingers on the arch of her foot still behind his thigh. She smiled again, “I’m ticklish.”
He smiled back at her, though not for the same reason. He drew his fingers up, and pulled gently on her toes as he felt the nylon toe ring. The sensation of his fingers on her toes made her squirm against his body and forced a girlish giggle out of her mouth.
Deeply aroused, he slid his other hand underneath the hem of her shirt, onto the side of her sculpted abs and up her ribs to her breast. She shuddered and bit down on her bottom lip through smiling teeth just in the cusp of laughter as his hands explored her foot and side at the same time.
Luke trailed his fingers down her side and onto her belly, the sensation made her suck her stomach in as she stammered out a chuckle “heeeyyyyaaahahaha!”
“You’re pretty ticklish, huh?” Luke said looking deep into her eyes.
Kristine nodded “mmhm.”
“Where else?” Luke smirked when he asked her.
Kristine raised an eyebrow and whispered into his ear “You’ll have to find out for yourself, cowboy.”
Their lips met again and she pushed her pelvis into his. She wanted to yank the button on her jeans open, or for him to rip them off completely, but she thought it might not be right. They’d just met and as irresistible as he was to her, she didn’t think she should compromise her morals.
The moment of thought and passion was interrupted by the sound of drunken plodding in the den doorway.
Luke pulled away from Kristine and turned his head. Andrew stumbled into the den laughing to himself.
“Woah! What’s going on in here kids?!” He yelled drunkenly.
Kristine and Luke laughed and adjusted their clothes. Jessica came barreling into the den and grabbed her husband by the shoulder. “Come on honey… this way..” she tried to guide him out but the moment was already interrupted.
“Sorry guys! I took my eyes off him for one second.” Jessica said as she ushered Andrew into the hallway.
Kristine chuckled and said “it’s fine. We were just… talking.” She hopped down off the bar and gave her shirt a final fix before following Luke out into the den.
***
About a half hour later, Luke looked down at his phone to check the time. “I didn’t realize how late it was. As much as I hate to go, I really need to head home. I have work in the morning.” He spoke to Kristine with disappointment lurking behind his words.
“Oh man.. it did get late. Alright, I’ll walk you out.” Kristine followed Luke as he said goodbye to whatever guests were left and gave Jessica a hug and a thank you.
“Tell Drew I’ll call him tomorrow.” He said with a laugh as he pointed with his thumb over to larger sofa where Drew was passed out.
When they got to the front door, they shared another kiss, looking around before they did as if they were keeping a secret.
“Tonight was… amazing.” Luke whispered to her, his voice deep and dripping with longing.
She smiled sweetly and held his large hands in hers.
“I’ll call you.” He said, lingering at the doorways
“I hope so. Get home safe!” Kristine planted her lush crimson lips on his one final time and he turned around to walk down the driveway.
***
Kristine closed the front door and took a deep breath in the grandiose foyer. She stared up at the crystalline chandelier that reflected rainbow prisms on the ceiling and tried to orient herself like a ship sailing in the dark. Her head spun and her heart thumped inside her chest. She was flustered physically and emotionally. She couldn’t remember a time feeling this strongly about a person upon meeting them. And it was so unlike her to hook up with a guy in such a passionate way in such a short amount of time. She took another deep breath and started down the hallway.
Her bare feet padded over burgundy and champagne colored rug that lined the center of the hallway. Where were her shoes anyway? Where was her phone? Her bag? The night had dealt with her belongings in a tornadic way. She couldn’t even remember putting her bag down anywhere.
She made the left into the large living room. The lights were dim in there now. Andrew laid across on one side of the larger of two sofas, still passed out. Jessica was milling around the perimeter of the room straightening up and saying goodbye to the last few guests. Nicole sat on the smaller sofa cross-legged and scrolling her phone.
Kristine had originally intended to stay the night, but she hadn’t had a drink in hours and she now thought it best to get home and think this night over by herself. She wanted to savor the feelings, capture them like a neon lightning bug in a glass jar.
She walked over to the sofa where Nicole was sitting and where she thought maybe her stuff was. “Are my shoes here? My phone?”
Nicole barely looked up from her phone. “Um.. Nope. Didn’t see them.”
Krissy sat down next to Nicole with a huff and looked over at Jess.
“I didn't see them either, sweetie.” Jess said in her best motherly voice.
“So… Did you hook up with Luke or what?” Nicole’s voice cut through the air like a small dart or perhaps a laser-guided missile.
Krissy stared at her for a few seconds before answering. “Um… Sort of… We’re going to see each other again, for sure.”
“Sort of?” Nicole looked up this time with her eyebrow arched skeptically. “That’s a crafty answer.”
Kristine’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She smiled sheepishly.
“Kristine! I am shocked!” Nicole said with her mouth comically agape. “You just met him!”
Jessica giggled and approached the sofa. “Tell us everything!”
“No no.. it’s not what you think. I didn’t have sex with him!” Kristine pleaded her case.
“Are you sure? It looked like you two were definitely sexing it up when I came in there to get Drew…” Jessica said with a hand on her hip.
“Oh my god…” Nicole teased.
“No way! I’m glad you girls think so lowly of me!” Kristine balked.
“And… Andrew said he um.. heard you.” Jessica said with a look of haughtiness on her face.
“What?! That’s not true! I mean.. look at him. He’s in outer space. Who knows what he heard…” Kristine's defense trailed off a bit as Jess interjected.
“I’m pretty sure I heard something too… ‘oh Luke… stop that!’” Jessica did her best impression of a caricatured swooning female.
Kristine’s face grew redder and she mumbled. “He just… tickled me by accident…”
Jessica grinned “Oh god… Of course…” and rolled her blue eyes.
“Ha!” Nicole squawked out as she got up, her knees digging into the couch cushions as she began poking and jabbing her fingers into Krissy’s sides. “Tickled you?! Like this?”
Krissy yelled “Nooo! Not like thiiisss!” and bucked and pushed Nicole’s hands away but before she could stand up, Nicole was tickling both of her sides with both hands. The sensation immediately overtook her body and she let out a loud screech before laughing hysterically.
“This doesn’t soooouund like you could mistake it for sex noises…” Nicole teased her, looming over her as she sunk herself deeper into the couch but couldn’t get away from her tickling hands.
“Staahahahahap, Niiccoole!” Kristine protested.
Instead, Nicole flicked both pointer fingers quickly onto the soft exposed skin of her belly.
“Aaaahhhahhahahaha! Noooo!” Kristine yelped loudly and then felt Nicole’s weight pin her to the sofa.
“Hm… That’s closer, I guess.” Nicole faked curiosity as she straddled Kristine and pinned her hips to the couch. She used her left hand and pushed Kristine’s right arm upward and pinned it down and then moved her left hand toward her armpit.
Kristine shrieked in panic watching Nicole’s hand descend onto her underarm. “NOO! NOOO! Stahahap!” She used her head and thrashed side to side trying desperately to free her arm but Nicole’s fingers skittered all over her armpit. Kristine exploded into hilarity. Chuckling deep and full, totally out of control. The thin stretchy shirt material provided a little cover but the ticklish feeling sent her nervous system into overdrive none the less.
“Oh my! This doesn’t sound like moaning either!” Nicole teased and grinned maniacly.
In the opposite corner of the room, Andrew stirred on the couch, the commotion and wild laughter having woke him from his stupor.
Jessica positioned herself on the ottoman next to the girls locked into a tangled knot on the sofa. She turned to look at Andrew as he stirred and then back to the girls. She reached down and pulled Krissy’s bare feet off the floor and placed them in her lap.
“Now that you say it… He was touching your foot when we walked in, wasn’t he?!” Jessica had one finger pointed in the air as if she’d cracked a case.
Kristine screamed louder than before. She felt a sense of panic as she realized her predicament. One she was so familiar with. “No no no… Jessica pleeeeaaaseee dooon’t!”
“How can I not?” Jess teased as she began tickling Kristine’s feet. Her conservatively painted pink nails swirled lightly in rhythmic motions around Krissy’s sensitive arches. Her laughter cranked up as if it hit another gear. She bucked her legs and upperbody as the sensation of Jessica’s nails on her soles drove her mad.
“Wow! She’s extra ticklish tonight!” Jessica exclaimed. “Maybe it’s this adorable little toe ring!”
Nicole continued assaulting her friend’s toned midsection. The exhaustion and overwhelming ticklishness seemed to be catching up to Kristine, whose arms could barely fend Nicole off.
Jessica pried at the toes of her right foot for a second. “Spread your toes! Kitchy-coo!” Jessica verbally tormented Kristine. She hated that. It was humiliating and made her feel completely defenseless as she scratched a single finger nail deep into the center of her arch. She clenched her toes for as long as she could, but the deep scratching made her reflexively spread her toes. Jessica used her pointer finger and thumb to encircle the ticklish shafts of her toes one by one.
Krissy squealed girlishly. “Aaaaiieeeeehehehehe Jessiiiccaaahahaha!”
“Jeeze! What are you doing to her down there?!” Nicole turned her head, but didn’t want to give up her mounted position.
“Ha! Her toes are sooo ticklish! Let’s see what this toe ring can do!” Jessica rotated the nylon toe ring around her toe. The alien sensation made Kristine jump and buck, rocking Nicole. She couldn’t stand the tickling between her toes.
“Whahahaaat the fuuhuhuck?! Stahahahap! Stahahap! I haaaatteee thaaaat!” Kristine yelled out before dissolving back into delirious laughter as Nicole’s fingers found her belly once more.
“This is just so much fun tonight!” Nicole said as she leaned down and put her face right next to Kristine’s, teasing her more.
“We have her good. We can probably do this all night, Krissy.” Jessica said, a look of concentration on her face as she went back to scribbling her nails on her silky white arches.
“Admit it. You fucked him.” Nicole said, looking the sexy blonde right in her eyes.
“I sweeeaaarrrahahaha! I diiiiddddn’t!”
Andrew stirred and stumbled to his feet. He grinned as he asked “What are you girls doing to her?!”
“Tickling her. Obviously.” Nicole said.
“She said that what you heard wasn’t her fucking Luke. That he was tickling her by accident and you heard her laughing.” Jessica slowed her attack for a moment. Kristine’s chest heaved up and down and she panted.
“Get her belly button, Nic.” Jessica said almost devilishly.
“No! Nicole! Do not touch my belly buu—hahahahhahahaha” Kristine couldn’t even get a full sentence out before Nicole’s long manicured nail swirled around the soft skin of her navel.
“So.. Is this what you heard, Drew?” Jessica asked with a grin.
“Nope. Definitely not.” Andrew said matter of factly.
Jessica reached over and plucked a large stiff feather from the black pirate’s hat that she’d worn all night and placed down on the side table next to the couch. She twirled it menacingly. “Maybe we need something lighter.”
Jessica’s pretty face wore a wide grin and her ice blue eyes gleamed with excitement. She began dancing the feather up and down Kristine’s soft, wrinkly soles.
Jessica waited eagerly. She watched Krissy’s toes twitch and curl and then flex open again. Nicole looked down and saw Kristine’s lips clenched tight for a handful of long seconds before she finally couldn’t take it anymore. The tip of the feather swirled across her ticklish feet and a river of sweet giggling emerged from between her crimson lips.
“Oh my gahahahahahahad!” Her hips gyrated and her toes wiggled more and more as the feather seemed to find its way to all the most sensitive spots on her feet. Her giggling turned lower and made more space for grunts and breathy moans of duress.
Andrew put his hand on his chin, still sitting across the room rubbing his temples. “That’s um… closer… But still not the same.”
“Anndreeww!” Kristine screamed out. Perhaps out of betrayal, or maybe as a cry for help. Either way, it was pointless.
Jessica used her free hand to bend Krissy’s perfect toes backward and stretch her prominent arch to its maximum, drawing the wrinkles out and making the entire sole smooth and taut. She flicked the tip of the feather across the ball of her foot and down her arch and Kristine cried out “HAHAHA NOHOHOHOOOOT THEEEERRREEE!”
Nicole unbuttoned her friend's jeans and pulled the zipper down a bit, exposing even more of her sexy lower belly and the top of her pelvis. She danced her fingernails on the incredibly sensitive area previously guarded by black denim and sent Kristine into a fit of laughter. She sighed and panted between bouts of deep chuckles that made her chest rise and fall. She whimpered as the feather tormented her sole and Nicole tickled her hips like she had been given a class on how to do so.
Kristine’s head spun. The dim lights got dimmer somehow. She felt her face flushing. She laughed uncontrollably and felt herself being overcome with emotion and sensation. She was already so turned on from Luke and Nicole was dangerously close to making her moan with ecstasy playing around on her pelvis and in her navel. This was the kind of confusing mix of torture and arousal that drove her mad.
Embarrassment was now taking center stage in her mind and she felt so vulnerable as she lost any sense of control of her body.
Kristine decided she had to make this stop. She sucked a deep breath in and bucked her hips and grabbed Nicole’s wrists. She pushed with her entire bodyweight and finally desaddled Nicole, who landed on the cushion next to Krissy in a heap of drunken laughter herself.
In the melee, Jessica doubled down. She wrapped her arm around Kristine’s ankles and leaned backward on the ottoman, pinning her friend’s vulnerable bare feet to her chest. Kristine’s feet were so close to her face that she could smell vanilla scented lotion and she could see every fine wrinkle that creased her arches.
Jessica used her free hand to insert the feather’s softest part in between her big toe and its neighbor. She pulled slowly, letting the feather floss the entire space and do its work. Kristine’s eyes grew wide. Her upper body shot up off the sofa in a jolt of reaction.
“GAHAHAHAD! DOOON’T DOOOO THAAHAHAHAHAT!” Krissy’s voice was hoarse and desperate sounding. She instinctively put her hands on her aching cheeks as Jess moved the feather between each pair of toes and pulled and twisted it around.
“PLEEHEHEASE STAAHAHAP! GET OUUUTT OF MY TOHOHOHOES!” Krissy screeched loudly and laid back onto the cushion laughing hysterically as Jessica continued pulling the feather between her toes.
She kicked her legs up and down and back and forth until Jess finally slid off the ottoman to the floor below.
Andrew stood up and looked down at his wife. He walked toward the three laughing girls, perhaps still in a stupor. “Alright.. I think she’s had enough. Poor Kristine.” He reached down and helped Jessica up off the floor. “But… I still don’t believe what I heard was Luke tickling you. You guys were doing the deed. Just admit it.”
“I swear… We were not. We were just kissing!” Kristine breathed heavy and brushed stray blonde locks off her face as she sat curled up on the couch with one foot covering the other.
Andrew walked lumberingly out of the room and Jessica smiled and glanced at Nicole. “What do you think, Nic? You believe her?”
Nicole looked a bit bleary eyed and exhausted. She waved her petite hand to gesture her doneness. “I believe her. No way was she fucking Luke in there right after meeting him. She wouldn’t do that. And we obviously know it’s not that hard to tickle her. She’s probably telling the truth. I just felt like torturing her.”
“Oh wow thanks Nic.” Kristine rolled her eyes.
Nicole shrugged. “I’m helping you out here. She’d keep tickling you all night. I know her.”
Jessica laughed and stood up. “Hmm probably, yeah. You’re just such an easy target. I knew those shoes were coming off as soon as I saw you in them. And your feet just look so ticklish. And you had to be punished for wearing that toe ring.”
Kristine looked at her with a glare that melted to a sort of vulnerable innocence not usually seen on her face. “God I feel like I was extra ticklish tonight. My feet are still tingling.”
Jessica picked up the stiff feather and twirled it in the air.
“That thing…” Krissy pointed at the torturous tool “...is evil.”
The three of them laughed and stood up amidst the chaotic scene of throw pillows strewn about and rumpled cushions.
Kristine looked around the room and rubbed her forehead. “Where the hell are my shoes?"
The Halloween Party (Part VII)
The street lights still glowed amber from incandescent bulbs in Kristine’s charming coastal neighborhood. The streets were lined with a mix of sprawling mid-century ranches perched on canals and massive old colonials that sat on large parcels of grassy lawns. This time of year, a certain jovial mischief and embracing of things spooky and macabre hung in the air. Every porch, doorway and walkway was illuminated by the faint flickering lights of Jack-o-Lanterns that watched eerily with candle-lit eyes as the wind carried swirls of dead leaves from the ground in small torrents.
The blustery Autumn air added a perfect ambiance to Halloween, even if it probably heralded an incoming storm. The sound of children dressed in costumes and running errantly from house to house broke the usual silence of this time of evening. Kristine glanced out her bedroom window, admiring a Hallow’s Eve pulled straight from films and television. She couldn’t help but smile just a bit–Halloween was always her favorite holiday.
She turned as her phone vibrated on the bed. Jessica. Probably wanting to know when she’d be on her way.
She picked up the call. “Hey.”
“Hi. When are you getting here? I kind of needed you 30 minutes ago.” Jessica said with a rapidfire tone.
“Um… I don’t know. I can leave in ten. I’m almost ready.” Krissy said, not nearly ready yet.
“Mmhm. I know what that means. Put your costume on and hurry up!” Jess said, calling her out.
“Bye Jess…” Krissy looked in the mirror, tugged the hem of her t-shirt up and over her head and then pulled the waist band of her sweats down over her butt and down her legs. She grabbed a pair of skin-tight black jeans laid out on the bed and yanked them on. The cuffs had been ripped or cut at the bottoms, frays of cotton hanging down onto her ankles bones. A large hole in the left knee stretched every time she bent her legs, but the seat of the jeans clung to her perfect butt in such a way that made it look like she should never wear a different pair of pants.
She slipped her arms up through an equally tight long sleeve top that had also been trimmed at the bottom and showed three quarters of an inch of her toned belly and navel.
She pulled her straight blonde hair up off her neck and into a black clip that happened to be shaped like a spider’s web before sitting on a stool in front of the mirror and coating her lips with a shade of deep scarlet lipstick. She removed two small white fake fangs from a package and stuck one to each of her canine teeth. She painted a series of small red marks on the right side of her neck arranged to resemble a bitemark and then darkened her lashes with mascara which made her orangey-brown eyes flare against the ivory skin of her pretty face.
She snatched a handful of black spider web shaped stretchy bands from the top of her dresser and stretched one over her head and let it cling to her neck as a choker, just below the bitemark. She raised a bare, freshly lotioned foot up onto the edge of her bed and placed the other band, much smaller in diameter and width, on her second toe, complimenting her shiny black polish.
She slipped her feet into a pair of extra tall strappy black shoes with a thick block heel, grabbed a small clutch bag and headed for the front door.
***
Kristine walked briskly up the long walkway that led from the driveway to Jess’s stately home. The thick heels of her shoes made a clonking noise with each step and the wind howled, fierce enough to make her squint her eyes and wrap her arms over her chest to make her black trench coat more airtight.
Jessica stood in the open doorway, flanked on either side by towers of small pumpkins and a cartoonish cardboard ghost that guarded a large bowl of candy. A black iron chandelier hung from the ceiling over the doorway as a beacon in the dark expanse of the front yard.
Jessica was dressed in a decidedly more elaborate costume than her friend. A ruffled white shirt hung around her shoulders under a black leather corset tied tightly around her thin abdomen and a red and black striped skirt hung loosely just below her knees and gave way to tall leather boots with a short heel. She had gaudy gold bracelets on each wrist and even gaudier gold hoop earrings. Her outfit was complete with a large black triangular hat with a handful of different feathers stuck in its red sash. She made for a fine “sexy pirate.”
“You look… so hot.” Jess said as Krissy climbed the two steps up the porch. “But… What are you?”
Before Krissy could answer, Jess pulled at the lapels of her trench coat to get a look at the outfit underneath.
“A vampire!” Krissy said, as she flashed her luminous white teeth to show off her canine teeth covered by the stick-on fangs.
Jess scanned from her face downward as she held her coat open, first at her friend's large breasts, then at her taut belly exposed by the short, tight shirt, then the black denim that looked tattooed onto her hips and legs and finally to her tall shoes and black-painted toes.
“The costume is barely a costume, but I love the shoes!” Jess commented.
“I know right?! I hardly have an occasion to wear these anymore.” Krissy put her right foot forward to show off the shoe a bit more.
“And the toe ring is super cute.” Jess said before starting down the long main hallway, with Krissy following her.
***
The girls roamed through the house, arranging knickknacks and decorations for the party. It wasn’t long before the front door opened again and Nicole appeared in the living room, carrying with her a case of hard seltzer and dressed for the holiday.
Nicole wore a white pinstriped baseball jersey unbuttoned and tied up high on her torso so that a lot of her tight tan upper body was exposed. Tattered denim shorts hugged her perky butt and long white socks pulled up just under her knees highlighted the curves of her calves and led down to navy and white Nike sneakers. Her shiny brunette hair was tied into two braids, one on each shoulder and she wore black lines of makeup on her cheeks just under her chestnut eyes.
“You look adorable!” Krissy shouted from across the living room.
“Thanks! You look… sexy…” Nicole replied, fanning her face with her hands exaggeratedly. “And I was worried my shorts were too short… Jeeze.”
“Leave it to her to put almost no effort into an actual costume, and still get people talking.” Jess said, a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.
“Hey! I put effort in. I ordered these fangs on Amazon!” She said flashing her fake fangs at Nicole.
“Wearing those shoes is enough effort.” Nicole said, planting a kiss on Kristy’s cheek and waiting for one in return.
“Mmmhm.” Jess hummed and pulled a banner higher above the large mirror in the living room before greeting her cousin with a big hug and kiss.
***
An hour or so later Jessica’s house was buzzing with the sounds of chatter that drowned out a Halloween playlist being broadcast through the wireless speakers. Andrew, her husband, and his friends commandeered much of the den area, nearest the large wooden bar nestled in the corner of the dimly lit room.
Krissy entered the den and made her way toward the bar that Andrew currently manned as he poured glasses of fancy whiskey for his friends.
One friend, Luke, stood leaning on the bartop. Luke was a well-muscled young man, with thick, slightly wavy dark brown hair worn brushed back, tonight hidden by a saddle tan cowboy hat. His hazel eyes were deep and thoughtful and looked as though a greenish fire flickered inside of them. His face was suntanned year-long from working outdoors and he had a nice smile barely hidden under short stubble that adorned his jawline.
He wore a black western shirt, unbuttoned at the top and tucked into a pair of deep blue jeans and a pair of cowboy boots to complete his costume. Tattoos covered his forearms and upper chest, and Kristine could only imagine the rest of his solid upperbody.
As soon as Krissy entered the room, her eyes landed on Luke. It didn’t take long for him to notice her either.
As the beautiful blonde approached, he studied her body in the tight black outfit. He flashed a brief smile at her as she neared and their eyes met for a brief moment.
“Hey bartender! Can you make martinis for me and Nicole?” Krissy said, leaning over on the bar, feeling, hoping that Luke was still staring at her.
And he was. He couldn’t help himself. She was breathtaking. Her ample breasts made her tight black shirt stretch and ride up as she moved, ensuring that a portion of her toned abs stayed exposed. Her lower back arched slightly and made her black jeans somehow even tighter on her butt and thighs and her smoldering vanilla scent captivated his other senses.
He looked down and was more transfixed. She kicked one foot up off the floor behind her as if she knew he was looking at her shoes as she leaned idly on the bar waiting for her martini.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her, particularly at that moment her feet.
Luke, a strong, quiet man, harbored a secret foot fetish his entire life. He tried to never make it a huge issue with women he was with, but most of them quickly put it together. It was something he’d been intensely embarrassed about in his youth and only recently, as he aged into his thirties, did he get somewhat more comfortable with it.
The woman in front of him seemed as if she’d somehow known her feet were gorgeous, he thought. Those shoes. The toe ring. The pedicure.
They were perfect. Ivory colored skin looked like snow next to the black straps of leather on her shoes and her glossy black toenails. The shoes showcased her naturally high arch and soft round heels and the tiny black toe ring was the perfect accent to her perfectly shaped toes.
He didn’t want to stare at her feet for too long. He didn’t want to stare at her for too long, period. But he found himself unable to focus on anything else. His eyes were drawn to her like a magnet.
He snapped back to reality as Kristine spoke “Does he make good drinks or what?” and turned to face him.
Their eyes met again, this time for a long few seconds.
“Um, yeah. I think so…” Luke answered her with the hesitation of butterflies in his stomach.
“You two have something in common.” Andrew said, smiling.
“What’s that?” Krissy asked.
“You both put almost no effort into your costume!” Said the grown man dressed a pirate to match his wife.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Luke said, two fingers touching the brim of his cowboy hat.
“You basically wear that every day. You just threw the hat on.” Andrew retorted. “And what are you even supposed to be, Kris?”
“A vampire!” Krissy said as she gestured a black painted fingernail toward her teeth and circled it down to the bite on her neck.
Luke chimed in “I got it right away. You look great.”
Krissy turned to face Luke, as her barely-there freckles became obscured by blush on her cheeks. “Thanks…”
Luke kept his gaze affixed to her amber eyes as he said “I’m Luke by the way.” And extended his hand.
She clasped her soft ivory hand as much around his as she could get it—his hands were thick with muscle and felt strong.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Kristine. I’m Jessica’s friend.”
The two of them chatted for a while there at the bar, with Andrew providing some common ground here and there. He could tell they were hitting it off and though he’d long been married he’d not forgotten how to be a wingman.
***
“God… Where did Krissy go for those martinis?” Nicole turned to Jess who was sipping a drink of her own.
“She has been gone awhile… Let’s go find her.” Jessica grabbed Nicole’s hand lightly, tugging her as she moved past her and then dropping it once Nicole began following her down the main hallway on a not-too-long walk into the den where Jessica knew her husband and his friends would be nearest the large bar.
Nicole and Jessica could see Krissy through the doorway, leaning on a bar stool with the edge of her butt and her back to them, between Andrew who looked busy behind the bar and Luke who sat on the neighboring stool and facing her.
“I should have known.” Jessica said quietly as they entered the room.
“Wait… Is that Luke?” Nicole questioned.
“Yup. He just moved back here a few months ago.” Jessica said as they got closer. Andrew gave his wife a look and a smile and watched her face light up. She loved the excitement of a meetcute.
Jess stopped at the end of the bar, but Nicole took a few more steps forward toward her oblivious friend. Luke’s eyes shifted to the young girl now standing behind his new object of affection.
Sensing Luke’s look was about to give up her spot, Nicole darted both hands onto her friend’s lower ribs. “Whatcha doin?”
“Aaaiiee!” Krissy yelped and jumped to her feet before turning to look at who she already knew had poked her.
“Sorry, Nic. I didn’t forget though.” Krissy said as she nudged the martini across the bar toward her friend.
Nicole rolled her eyes briefly “mmhm.. Hi Luke. Been a while…”
“Hi Nicole. Yeah, how’ve you been?” Luke said, greeting her with a slight smile.
At that moment Kristine wondered how they might know each other. Have they been together? She was probably a few years younger than him, so she couldn’t be completely sure.
“Not bad. I heard you moved back here. I’m sure Drew’s happy about that.” Nicole quipped sipping her martini.
Drew nodded in agreement.
“Yeah, I’m happy to be back too.” Luke said, affixing his eyes to Kristine’s for a moment.
Nicole, still standing behind Kristine as she sat on the stool, rested her hands on Kristine's shoulders. “Home is where you can always go back to, right? Isn’t that what they say?”
“Something like that.” Luke swigged from his glass.
Nicole looked over at Jessica who was gesturing slyly for her to leave the two of them alone.
“Alright, well, you two have fun. Didn’t mean to interrupt.” Nicole’s voice stung with sarcasm.
Kristine’s eyes rolled “I’ll be in there in a minu—aaaiiee!”
Nicole’s hands drifted quickly back to her friend's sides to snatch another quick squeeze that made her yelp and push both tickling hands off her.
“I was just getting parched waiting for you.” Nicole said with a smile as followed Jessica out of the den.
***
Some time passed, though neither Kristine nor Luke really could tell how much. They’d covered all sorts of topics. It was the sort of introduction that made both of them feel like they knew each other in another life. The sort of conversation that neither wanted to end.
She fell into his eyes as he told her about his time away and his return to the town. What he described as work sounded to her like adventure, compared to how she spent her weekdays in the clinic and hospital.
But he made her feel as if he was interested in everything she had to say. She felt content as he listened to her talk about working with Jessica and becoming so close to her and Drew, about her work treating patients and how he asked questions about things she was interested in. He looked wise and strong. Confident. His voice was low and his choice of words hinted to her that he was intelligent and thoughtful. He spoke less than he listened and there was a mysteriousness to him that intrigued every cell in her body.
Luke was interested. Interested in everything about her. Her bright white smile captivated him even with fake vampire fangs stuck to her canine teeth. She smelled of vanilla and everything about her physical appearance said she cared. He adored how she spoke and carried herself.
He noticed tattoo ink peeking out from under her jeans where the hole on her knee was and when she’d bent over the bar to grab a napkin he saw a quick flash of one on her lower back. She seemed balanced and poised, but he could tell there was a certain freedom in her, maybe even a wildness locked away deep inside.
***
The two of them decided together that it was probably best to join the rest of the party for a bit before it ended. They walked together into the large living room where the guests had ended up. Andrew and his friends caught Luke at the doorway and Kristine made her way through the crowded room over to the corner where Nicole sat and Jessica held a small court of women.
“Well… if it isn’t Miss Flirty Vampire…” Nicole’s voice was full of snark.
Kristine fought her best not to smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She sipped her drink and sat down on the sofa next to Nicole.
Jessica excused herself from a trio of guests and eagerly interrupted whatever Nicole was saying. “So… How did it go… Did he ask you out? Did you guys hook up?!”
Kristine rolled her eyes but still struggled to contain her happiness. “No. To both. We’re adults, Jessica. We were just talking.”
“I swear… Andrew always said he thought Luke would be perfect for you!” Jessica’s blue eyes beamed with excitement.
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Jess.” Jessica’s enthusiasm made Kristine feel like she had to be measured, but down deep she was telling herself as much as she was telling Jessica.
“You cannot leave tonight without at least giving him your number, Krissy.” Nicole added. “You guys were talking for like an hour.”
Kristine gestured with her hands for the two of them to ease up and switch the topic of conversation. She wanted to think about something else for a while. Let the introduction settle. But even as they talked about other things, she found herself staring over at Luke across the room, and him looking back at her in quick glances.
***
The girls had been talking for a while there in the living room, and Andrew had led the group of guys out to the back deck for a bit of fresh air. It was getting late, and some of the guests had begun leaving. Jessica lowered the volume on the music in the living room and perched her pirate hat on the arm of the couch.
Kristine, still seated on the couch but now listening to Jessica’s chatty sister-in-law, was hitting her maximum amount of “shoes on” time and pulled her feet out of the tall heels before placing them up on the ottoman in front of her. She flexed her black painted toes and rolled her ankles before placing one foot on top of the other and leaning back into the plush sofa.
Nicole, having had a lot to drink, let all 120lbs of her collapse down onto the sofa partially next to Kristine and partially on top of her.
“Make some room!” Nicole yelled with a giggle.
Kristine playfully pushed on her shoulder. “You have two cushions to sit on!”
Nicole huffed and threw her upper body toward the opposite arm of the sofa where her head landed on a large throw pillow. She kicked both of her sneakers off and let them fall to the hardwood below the sofa and swung her legs up onto the cushion between her and Kristine.
Jessica and Kristine both shot Nicole the same look. The look of two older “sisters” being perturbed by the drunkenness of their younger “sister.”
“What?” Nicole asked, though she knew the answer.
“How much have you had to drink?” Jessica answered a question with a question.
“I’m fine. It’s not like I have to get home tonight.” Nicole said.
“Mmhmm.” Jessica nodded.
Nicole looked across the couch at Kristine distracted by something on her phone. “Whacha doin’ over there?” Nicole crept her socked foot across the middle cushion and poked Kristine right in her ribs with her big toe.
“Hey!” Kristine jumped and pushed her foot down. Nicole poked again with her socked toes pointed. “Stop! None of your business!”
Nicole poked her toes again and again, into her ribs and side and even her thigh. Kristine was trying to evade the poking and yelping as she did.
“Can you please stop! I’m minding my own business over here!” Kristine said, half laughing, before looking back at her phone’s screen.
It was at that moment that some of the guys re-entered the living room from the deck. Luke was the first through the french doors and his eyes immediately found Kristine.
She looked incredible sitting there. His gut fluttered again at the sight of her perfect bare feet up on the ottoman. She looked so carefree, like relaxing with her feet up was her natural state. Her spiderweb toe ring and shiny black toenail polish gleamed and glistened under the high-hat lights shining down in the room. He took two steps to the right and could now see her gorgeous soft-looking soles.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted her:
Relaxing I see?
Her face lit up from her phone as she read it and typed back:
It’s what I do best
I had to get those shoes off
His eyes met hers from across the room and then drifted down her entire body, studying every inch clad in tight black clothing, down to her perfect ankles exposed by the trimmed denim and finally landing back on her beautiful feet subtly wiggling as if she were waving them at him.
He was hypnotized watching her arches wrinkle up as her feet flexed back and forth. His phone buzzed again. This was the kind of sight that made it almost impossible for him not to stare. Not only did he have a thing for pretty feet, he loved seeing a woman barefoot in a public setting. He never really understood why, but something about the way she was sitting there with all those people around baring the bottoms of her feet drove him wild.
Wanna come whisk me away?
The boldness of it stopped his breathing. He didn’t bother answering. He put his phone in his pocket and grabbed his drink off the table next to him and started toward her.
He watched her smile adorably when she saw him start moving toward her. As he closed the distance between them he kept taking glances at her feet. He worried for a moment that she might notice him looking. But he couldn’t help himself. They were so exposed. So prominently displayed. The subtle movement of them kept catching his eye.
Kristine looked up from her position on the couch at her new found flirtation as he stood before her.
Luke felt not only Krissy looking at him, but Jessica and Nicole too.
“Hello again.” Krissy said, playing coy.
“Hey. I’m going to the den to grab another drink. You girls want anything?” Luke said, feigning an excuse to walk over there.
Jessica nodded no, for some reason, blushing herself. Before Nicole could say anything Kristine swung her feet down off the ottoman and said “I’ll take a walk over there with you.” and stood up.
The two of them walked away from the couch and then out of the room and down the hallway. Halfway through it Luke reached behind him and Kristine grabbed his hand. He led her through the doorway into the den which was currently empty. They didn’t make it even halfway to the bar before he turned around and she took a step into his embrace. They kissed passionately and intimately. Enveloped by his thick arms, she raised a knee slightly and rubbed his leg as they kissed.
***
Back in the living room, Jessica was spending all her energy resisting making her own trip to the den to see what was going on.
“This is so exciting!” She said to Nicole who was less amused.
“Krissy is such a tease she’s probably just got him sitting there talking again.” Nicole quipped.
“Ha! I don’t know… I’ve never seen her look at anyone like that.” Jessica reasoned. “She would try to get a peek at them? We can go to the kitchen for some napkins. The holder over there is empty anyway.”
“Uh how about no. Leave them alone! What are you hoping to see anyway? Because it’s probably just Krissy giving the poor guy blue balls.” Nicole spoke quickly and uncharacteristically loudly. She was half joking, half annoyed and very drunk.
Jessica sat down on the chair behind her in a huff. “You’re no fun.”
***
The lights in the den were dim and the music barely audible. Red plastic cups, half-drunk bottles and dented cans littered the furniture and the halloween decorations that hung from the ceiling sat motionless, seemingly the only audience for Kristine and Luke kissing and groping each other at the bar.
Kristine sat up on Andrew’s beloved oak bartop, her black jeans stretched tightly around her thighs with her legs wrapped around Luke’s legs. Her bare feet anchored to the spot behind his knees. She leaned back on her arms, her large breasts pushed against his thick, solid chest as they were locked in passion.
She tilted her and he went to move his kissing down her neck. The two new lovers shared a laugh when they both realized the makeup bitemark was in the way. She used the beat as an opportunity to pluck the vampire fangs off her teeth and tilted to the other side and as he moved to his kiss he cradled his strong hand on the back of her head, her hair intertwined his fingers and fell tousled out of its clip.
She drew her knees up and cinched around him tighter, her right foot now on his thigh . His wandering hand slipped over her thigh and around her foot. He let out a barely audible grunt and let his fingers feel the perfect shape of her ankle and foot.
As his fingers wandered to the underside of her foot, her lips paused their kissing and a smile forced its way to her face. They’re noses pressed together as she whispered “Careful.”
At first he didn’t register what she meant. He rubbed his two fingers on the arch of her foot still behind his thigh. She smiled again, “I’m ticklish.”
He smiled back at her, though not for the same reason. He drew his fingers up, and pulled gently on her toes as he felt the nylon toe ring. The sensation of his fingers on her toes made her squirm against his body and forced a girlish giggle out of her mouth.
Deeply aroused, he slid his other hand underneath the hem of her shirt, onto the side of her sculpted abs and up her ribs to her breast. She shuddered and bit down on her bottom lip through smiling teeth just in the cusp of laughter as his hands explored her foot and side at the same time.
Luke trailed his fingers down her side and onto her belly, the sensation made her suck her stomach in as she stammered out a chuckle “heeeyyyyaaahahaha!”
“You’re pretty ticklish, huh?” Luke said looking deep into her eyes.
Kristine nodded “mmhm.”
“Where else?” Luke smirked when he asked her.
Kristine raised an eyebrow and whispered into his ear “You’ll have to find out for yourself, cowboy.”
Their lips met again and she pushed her pelvis into his. She wanted to yank the button on her jeans open, or for him to rip them off completely, but she thought it might not be right. They’d just met and as irresistible as he was to her, she didn’t think she should compromise her morals.
The moment of thought and passion was interrupted by the sound of drunken plodding in the den doorway.
Luke pulled away from Kristine and turned his head. Andrew stumbled into the den laughing to himself.
“Woah! What’s going on in here kids?!” He yelled drunkenly.
Kristine and Luke laughed and adjusted their clothes. Jessica came barreling into the den and grabbed her husband by the shoulder. “Come on honey… this way..” she tried to guide him out but the moment was already interrupted.
“Sorry guys! I took my eyes off him for one second.” Jessica said as she ushered Andrew into the hallway.
Kristine chuckled and said “it’s fine. We were just… talking.” She hopped down off the bar and gave her shirt a final fix before following Luke out into the den.
***
About a half hour later, Luke looked down at his phone to check the time. “I didn’t realize how late it was. As much as I hate to go, I really need to head home. I have work in the morning.” He spoke to Kristine with disappointment lurking behind his words.
“Oh man.. it did get late. Alright, I’ll walk you out.” Kristine followed Luke as he said goodbye to whatever guests were left and gave Jessica a hug and a thank you.
“Tell Drew I’ll call him tomorrow.” He said with a laugh as he pointed with his thumb over to larger sofa where Drew was passed out.
When they got to the front door, they shared another kiss, looking around before they did as if they were keeping a secret.
“Tonight was… amazing.” Luke whispered to her, his voice deep and dripping with longing.
She smiled sweetly and held his large hands in hers.
“I’ll call you.” He said, lingering at the doorways
“I hope so. Get home safe!” Kristine planted her lush crimson lips on his one final time and he turned around to walk down the driveway.
***
Kristine closed the front door and took a deep breath in the grandiose foyer. She stared up at the crystalline chandelier that reflected rainbow prisms on the ceiling and tried to orient herself like a ship sailing in the dark. Her head spun and her heart thumped inside her chest. She was flustered physically and emotionally. She couldn’t remember a time feeling this strongly about a person upon meeting them. And it was so unlike her to hook up with a guy in such a passionate way in such a short amount of time. She took another deep breath and started down the hallway.
Her bare feet padded over burgundy and champagne colored rug that lined the center of the hallway. Where were her shoes anyway? Where was her phone? Her bag? The night had dealt with her belongings in a tornadic way. She couldn’t even remember putting her bag down anywhere.
She made the left into the large living room. The lights were dim in there now. Andrew laid across on one side of the larger of two sofas, still passed out. Jessica was milling around the perimeter of the room straightening up and saying goodbye to the last few guests. Nicole sat on the smaller sofa cross-legged and scrolling her phone.
Kristine had originally intended to stay the night, but she hadn’t had a drink in hours and she now thought it best to get home and think this night over by herself. She wanted to savor the feelings, capture them like a neon lightning bug in a glass jar.
She walked over to the sofa where Nicole was sitting and where she thought maybe her stuff was. “Are my shoes here? My phone?”
Nicole barely looked up from her phone. “Um.. Nope. Didn’t see them.”
Krissy sat down next to Nicole with a huff and looked over at Jess.
“I didn't see them either, sweetie.” Jess said in her best motherly voice.
“So… Did you hook up with Luke or what?” Nicole’s voice cut through the air like a small dart or perhaps a laser-guided missile.
Krissy stared at her for a few seconds before answering. “Um… Sort of… We’re going to see each other again, for sure.”
“Sort of?” Nicole looked up this time with her eyebrow arched skeptically. “That’s a crafty answer.”
Kristine’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She smiled sheepishly.
“Kristine! I am shocked!” Nicole said with her mouth comically agape. “You just met him!”
Jessica giggled and approached the sofa. “Tell us everything!”
“No no.. it’s not what you think. I didn’t have sex with him!” Kristine pleaded her case.
“Are you sure? It looked like you two were definitely sexing it up when I came in there to get Drew…” Jessica said with a hand on her hip.
“Oh my god…” Nicole teased.
“No way! I’m glad you girls think so lowly of me!” Kristine balked.
“And… Andrew said he um.. heard you.” Jessica said with a look of haughtiness on her face.
“What?! That’s not true! I mean.. look at him. He’s in outer space. Who knows what he heard…” Kristine's defense trailed off a bit as Jess interjected.
“I’m pretty sure I heard something too… ‘oh Luke… stop that!’” Jessica did her best impression of a caricatured swooning female.
Kristine’s face grew redder and she mumbled. “He just… tickled me by accident…”
Jessica grinned “Oh god… Of course…” and rolled her blue eyes.
“Ha!” Nicole squawked out as she got up, her knees digging into the couch cushions as she began poking and jabbing her fingers into Krissy’s sides. “Tickled you?! Like this?”
Krissy yelled “Nooo! Not like thiiisss!” and bucked and pushed Nicole’s hands away but before she could stand up, Nicole was tickling both of her sides with both hands. The sensation immediately overtook her body and she let out a loud screech before laughing hysterically.
“This doesn’t soooouund like you could mistake it for sex noises…” Nicole teased her, looming over her as she sunk herself deeper into the couch but couldn’t get away from her tickling hands.
“Staahahahahap, Niiccoole!” Kristine protested.
Instead, Nicole flicked both pointer fingers quickly onto the soft exposed skin of her belly.
“Aaaahhhahhahahaha! Noooo!” Kristine yelped loudly and then felt Nicole’s weight pin her to the sofa.
“Hm… That’s closer, I guess.” Nicole faked curiosity as she straddled Kristine and pinned her hips to the couch. She used her left hand and pushed Kristine’s right arm upward and pinned it down and then moved her left hand toward her armpit.
Kristine shrieked in panic watching Nicole’s hand descend onto her underarm. “NOO! NOOO! Stahahap!” She used her head and thrashed side to side trying desperately to free her arm but Nicole’s fingers skittered all over her armpit. Kristine exploded into hilarity. Chuckling deep and full, totally out of control. The thin stretchy shirt material provided a little cover but the ticklish feeling sent her nervous system into overdrive none the less.
“Oh my! This doesn’t sound like moaning either!” Nicole teased and grinned maniacly.
In the opposite corner of the room, Andrew stirred on the couch, the commotion and wild laughter having woke him from his stupor.
Jessica positioned herself on the ottoman next to the girls locked into a tangled knot on the sofa. She turned to look at Andrew as he stirred and then back to the girls. She reached down and pulled Krissy’s bare feet off the floor and placed them in her lap.
“Now that you say it… He was touching your foot when we walked in, wasn’t he?!” Jessica had one finger pointed in the air as if she’d cracked a case.
Kristine screamed louder than before. She felt a sense of panic as she realized her predicament. One she was so familiar with. “No no no… Jessica pleeeeaaaseee dooon’t!”
“How can I not?” Jess teased as she began tickling Kristine’s feet. Her conservatively painted pink nails swirled lightly in rhythmic motions around Krissy’s sensitive arches. Her laughter cranked up as if it hit another gear. She bucked her legs and upperbody as the sensation of Jessica’s nails on her soles drove her mad.
“Wow! She’s extra ticklish tonight!” Jessica exclaimed. “Maybe it’s this adorable little toe ring!”
Nicole continued assaulting her friend’s toned midsection. The exhaustion and overwhelming ticklishness seemed to be catching up to Kristine, whose arms could barely fend Nicole off.
Jessica pried at the toes of her right foot for a second. “Spread your toes! Kitchy-coo!” Jessica verbally tormented Kristine. She hated that. It was humiliating and made her feel completely defenseless as she scratched a single finger nail deep into the center of her arch. She clenched her toes for as long as she could, but the deep scratching made her reflexively spread her toes. Jessica used her pointer finger and thumb to encircle the ticklish shafts of her toes one by one.
Krissy squealed girlishly. “Aaaaiieeeeehehehehe Jessiiiccaaahahaha!”
“Jeeze! What are you doing to her down there?!” Nicole turned her head, but didn’t want to give up her mounted position.
“Ha! Her toes are sooo ticklish! Let’s see what this toe ring can do!” Jessica rotated the nylon toe ring around her toe. The alien sensation made Kristine jump and buck, rocking Nicole. She couldn’t stand the tickling between her toes.
“Whahahaaat the fuuhuhuck?! Stahahahap! Stahahap! I haaaatteee thaaaat!” Kristine yelled out before dissolving back into delirious laughter as Nicole’s fingers found her belly once more.
“This is just so much fun tonight!” Nicole said as she leaned down and put her face right next to Kristine’s, teasing her more.
“We have her good. We can probably do this all night, Krissy.” Jessica said, a look of concentration on her face as she went back to scribbling her nails on her silky white arches.
“Admit it. You fucked him.” Nicole said, looking the sexy blonde right in her eyes.
“I sweeeaaarrrahahaha! I diiiiddddn’t!”
Andrew stirred and stumbled to his feet. He grinned as he asked “What are you girls doing to her?!”
“Tickling her. Obviously.” Nicole said.
“She said that what you heard wasn’t her fucking Luke. That he was tickling her by accident and you heard her laughing.” Jessica slowed her attack for a moment. Kristine’s chest heaved up and down and she panted.
“Get her belly button, Nic.” Jessica said almost devilishly.
“No! Nicole! Do not touch my belly buu—hahahahhahahaha” Kristine couldn’t even get a full sentence out before Nicole’s long manicured nail swirled around the soft skin of her navel.
“So.. Is this what you heard, Drew?” Jessica asked with a grin.
“Nope. Definitely not.” Andrew said matter of factly.
Jessica reached over and plucked a large stiff feather from the black pirate’s hat that she’d worn all night and placed down on the side table next to the couch. She twirled it menacingly. “Maybe we need something lighter.”
Jessica’s pretty face wore a wide grin and her ice blue eyes gleamed with excitement. She began dancing the feather up and down Kristine’s soft, wrinkly soles.
Jessica waited eagerly. She watched Krissy’s toes twitch and curl and then flex open again. Nicole looked down and saw Kristine’s lips clenched tight for a handful of long seconds before she finally couldn’t take it anymore. The tip of the feather swirled across her ticklish feet and a river of sweet giggling emerged from between her crimson lips.
“Oh my gahahahahahahad!” Her hips gyrated and her toes wiggled more and more as the feather seemed to find its way to all the most sensitive spots on her feet. Her giggling turned lower and made more space for grunts and breathy moans of duress.
Andrew put his hand on his chin, still sitting across the room rubbing his temples. “That’s um… closer… But still not the same.”
“Anndreeww!” Kristine screamed out. Perhaps out of betrayal, or maybe as a cry for help. Either way, it was pointless.
Jessica used her free hand to bend Krissy’s perfect toes backward and stretch her prominent arch to its maximum, drawing the wrinkles out and making the entire sole smooth and taut. She flicked the tip of the feather across the ball of her foot and down her arch and Kristine cried out “HAHAHA NOHOHOHOOOOT THEEEERRREEE!”
Nicole unbuttoned her friend's jeans and pulled the zipper down a bit, exposing even more of her sexy lower belly and the top of her pelvis. She danced her fingernails on the incredibly sensitive area previously guarded by black denim and sent Kristine into a fit of laughter. She sighed and panted between bouts of deep chuckles that made her chest rise and fall. She whimpered as the feather tormented her sole and Nicole tickled her hips like she had been given a class on how to do so.
Kristine’s head spun. The dim lights got dimmer somehow. She felt her face flushing. She laughed uncontrollably and felt herself being overcome with emotion and sensation. She was already so turned on from Luke and Nicole was dangerously close to making her moan with ecstasy playing around on her pelvis and in her navel. This was the kind of confusing mix of torture and arousal that drove her mad.
Embarrassment was now taking center stage in her mind and she felt so vulnerable as she lost any sense of control of her body.
Kristine decided she had to make this stop. She sucked a deep breath in and bucked her hips and grabbed Nicole’s wrists. She pushed with her entire bodyweight and finally desaddled Nicole, who landed on the cushion next to Krissy in a heap of drunken laughter herself.
In the melee, Jessica doubled down. She wrapped her arm around Kristine’s ankles and leaned backward on the ottoman, pinning her friend’s vulnerable bare feet to her chest. Kristine’s feet were so close to her face that she could smell vanilla scented lotion and she could see every fine wrinkle that creased her arches.
Jessica used her free hand to insert the feather’s softest part in between her big toe and its neighbor. She pulled slowly, letting the feather floss the entire space and do its work. Kristine’s eyes grew wide. Her upper body shot up off the sofa in a jolt of reaction.
“GAHAHAHAD! DOOON’T DOOOO THAAHAHAHAHAT!” Krissy’s voice was hoarse and desperate sounding. She instinctively put her hands on her aching cheeks as Jess moved the feather between each pair of toes and pulled and twisted it around.
“PLEEHEHEASE STAAHAHAP! GET OUUUTT OF MY TOHOHOHOES!” Krissy screeched loudly and laid back onto the cushion laughing hysterically as Jessica continued pulling the feather between her toes.
She kicked her legs up and down and back and forth until Jess finally slid off the ottoman to the floor below.
Andrew stood up and looked down at his wife. He walked toward the three laughing girls, perhaps still in a stupor. “Alright.. I think she’s had enough. Poor Kristine.” He reached down and helped Jessica up off the floor. “But… I still don’t believe what I heard was Luke tickling you. You guys were doing the deed. Just admit it.”
“I swear… We were not. We were just kissing!” Kristine breathed heavy and brushed stray blonde locks off her face as she sat curled up on the couch with one foot covering the other.
Andrew walked lumberingly out of the room and Jessica smiled and glanced at Nicole. “What do you think, Nic? You believe her?”
Nicole looked a bit bleary eyed and exhausted. She waved her petite hand to gesture her doneness. “I believe her. No way was she fucking Luke in there right after meeting him. She wouldn’t do that. And we obviously know it’s not that hard to tickle her. She’s probably telling the truth. I just felt like torturing her.”
“Oh wow thanks Nic.” Kristine rolled her eyes.
Nicole shrugged. “I’m helping you out here. She’d keep tickling you all night. I know her.”
Jessica laughed and stood up. “Hmm probably, yeah. You’re just such an easy target. I knew those shoes were coming off as soon as I saw you in them. And your feet just look so ticklish. And you had to be punished for wearing that toe ring.”
Kristine looked at her with a glare that melted to a sort of vulnerable innocence not usually seen on her face. “God I feel like I was extra ticklish tonight. My feet are still tingling.”
Jessica picked up the stiff feather and twirled it in the air.
“That thing…” Krissy pointed at the torturous tool “...is evil.”
The three of them laughed and stood up amidst the chaotic scene of throw pillows strewn about and rumpled cushions.
Kristine looked around the room and rubbed her forehead. “Where the hell are my shoes?"
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