Tickle at the mall

[Akilltir]

Today, I stopped by the mall, intending only to do a quick scent test on a perfume. While there, I started searching for a particular fragrance, when a friendly saleswoman—who later shared she was Russian—approached to see if I needed assistance. Sadly, they didn’t have the perfume I was looking for, but we struck up a conversation because I found her quite attractive. I lingered to ask about her favorite perfumes and the one she was wearing.

As we chatted, a piece of decorative faux flower from the mall setup kept brushing against her neck. She reached back to fix it, exposing her armpit (and I'm now regretting not giving it a tickle). I asked her if the flower tickled her and she said "yeah" while giggling. We talked for around an hour, and as we wrapped up, I asked for her Instagram and if she’d be interested in meeting for coffee sometime, which she agreed to.

When we said our goodbyes, I couldn’t resist and gave her a gentle tickle on her tummy. I teasingly asked, "Are you ticklish?" to which she responded with a giggle, "Sometimes, haha." I gave her a little more of a tickle on her tummy and side before leaving the mall with a big grin on my face.

 

[footfan69]

So when are you going to see her again?

 

[milagros317]

That sounds very promising.

 

[Wesker28]

Wow. Definitely pursue that coffee

 

[underthetable]

Shit - I have 5 mall tickles in my life when I was younger. I wanted to tickle this very, very attractive saleswoman so badly, I created a story to not only take off her shoe but put her foot in my hand! I told her I was looking to buy a pair of shoes for my girlfriend who was going to a wedding and dared me to try and find a pair, since I was guy and didn't know anything about women's shoes. I told the woman that her feet look about my girlfriends size and could I see your shoe for just a second? She ENTHUSIASTICALLYT, practical flipped off her shoe and said "look at you want. Do think my feet are like hers, It makes difference if she has arches or not" This woman had the sexiest feet. I bent down and ignored her shoe completely and put her whole, white nylon foot in my hand and looked up at her. She actually winked at me. I started to tickle her sole, not very fast and I got the best reaction. She raised her voice and said "Oh, he's playing with me feet!" I didn't realize it, but here was another associate standing pretty close behind me. The lady said again, "I can never get anyone to play with my home. I should take you home with me (oh how I wished). I got a little nervous so I grabbed her shoe and politely put in back on her foot, grazing her sole as I did it. My adrenaline was coursing through me. It end when she aske what I thought. I think I stammered out something "yeah, good." She smiled and said come back and ask me if you need any more help.

 

[sanfini]

Great story!

 

[underthetable]

Let's see, there was another time that a woman, who didn't work there, but I guess was friends with someone who did, sat on a stool across from the conter with her foot resting on her leg talking about how high her arches were. She had pulled her heel down far enough to show it off. I bravely, or stupidly, however you want to look at it, walked by and ran my finger across her arch. I didn't look at her face but she gave this kinda, sorta fake laugh. I bolted out of there. Later that night I had to go back that way and there she was still on the stool looking at me iwth a fliratious smile on her face and said "good night sweetie, come shop her again, okay?" I was cloud 9. And I did go back, but I never saw her again,nor did I see her firend again either, to ask about her.









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[Q_0]

Shit - I have 5 mall tickles in my life when I was younger. I wanted to tickle this very, very attractive saleswoman so badly, I created a story to not only take off her shoe but put her foot in my hand! I told her I was looking to buy a pair of shoes for my girlfriend who was going to a wedding and dared me to try and find a pair, since I was guy and didn't know anything about women's shoes. I told the woman that her feet look about my girlfriends size and could I see your shoe for just a second? She ENTHUSIASTICALLYT, practical flipped off her shoe and said "look at you want. Do think my feet are like hers, It makes difference if she has arches or not" This woman had the sexiest feet. I bent down and ignored her shoe completely and put her whole, white nylon foot in my hand and looked up at her. She actually winked at me. I started to tickle her sole, not very fast and I got the best reaction. She raised her voice and said "Oh, he's playing with me feet!" I didn't realize it, but here was another associate standing pretty close behind me. The lady said again, "I can never get anyone to play with my home. I should take you home with me (oh how I wished). I got a little nervous so I grabbed her shoe and politely put in back on her foot, grazing her sole as I did it. My adrenaline was coursing through me. It end when she aske what I thought. I think I stammered out something "yeah, good." She smiled and said come back and ask me if you need any more help.

So you BS'd your way into making it seem innocent that you were sexually touching her feet and getting aroused by it. That's not creepy at all

 

[hotchytick]

So you BS'd your way into making it seem innocent that you were sexually touching her feet and getting aroused by it. That's not creepy at all

here's another one for you. There was a sales lady working at Express wearing these crazy Lepard pattern heels. I kept telling her how crazy they looked as soon as spotted her in the store. She couldn't have been more than ten years older than me, and a very attractive woman. A tad bit gothy with overdone make up, but no black hair, just light brown hair. After talking to her for a while, you could tell she must have smoked a lot of weed and was totally chill. Not too long after I complimented her on her shoes, she sat down on a metal fold up steps, resting one foot on her leg. She had pulled her heel part of the way off as she scratched her foot. She had on very light tan nylons, thin really. I couched down, bending my knees, just hoping to get the nerve up to tickle her now exposed foot, This was such a good conversation, I will not forget this until the day I die!
"Your shoes are cool" and at the exact time I said this, I in got a quick one finger tickle in. She gave out a short, small giggle. I was shaking and it was a rush.
"Oh, ha, that's why you why you wanted to know about my shoes."
I was shaking from adrenaline and all kinds of stuff.
"You are the second person that tickled me today. Some guy tickled my feet while I was on the ladder, right when the store opened. I had my heels off so I wouldn't fall. That guy was a real creep. He was right behind me. He almost made me fall off my ladder anyway and then the son a of bitch (she put her hand over her mouth at that point) Shit, I'm not supposed to curse in the store. Ah fuck my manager. hate the bitch anyway. What was I saying? Oh yeah, he asked for my phone number."
"What did you say?"
"I told him he almost made me fall off, hell no."
"Huh". She had actually let her shoe fall off her toes a bit more and I was staring and then tickle her again.
"I couldn't resist t-t-t-tickling your foot. Sorry." I was stammering because of how she didn't seem to care.
"I don't know where I got these. That's cool. I think I stole them from my roommate a couple of years ago. I reached in for another tickle. I couldn't resist. (that's three times for you folks at home.)
"I'm sorry,"
"Hey, you can tickle my foot, that's cool. I'm glad you aren't that other guy; I was going to slap the shit out of him. At least you seem like a nice guy. I saw you coming. That other dude just like, fuck. If you saw me a couple of hours ago when that dude was here? That would not have been such a cool time. But it's all good. Glad you had your fun. I had a girl I used to date (She was a lesbian...just in case you wondered about who's gender was who's) I used to tickle the shit out of. She had a foot thing"
I gave her a really good tickle at that point. Thankfully she smiled but said. as, she stood up:
"Let's not go totally overboard. I gotta get out of here. "
"I'm sorry about that guy, Take it easy." Have you ever been so jazzed up, words had trouble coming to you? I wanted to say so much more by I was tongue tied.
"You too. You've got nice hands. Find a girlfriend!"

 

[Q_0]

here's another one for you. There was a sales lady working at Express wearing these crazy Lepard pattern heels. I kept telling her how crazy they looked as soon as spotted her in the store. She couldn't have been more than ten years older than me, and a very attractive woman. A tad bit gothy with overdone make up, but no black hair, just light brown hair. After talking to her for a while, you could tell she must have smoked a lot of weed and was totally chill. Not too long after I complimented her on her shoes, she sat down on a metal fold up steps, resting one foot on her leg. She had pulled her heel part of the way off as she scratched her foot. She had on very light tan nylons, thin really. I couched down, bending my knees, just hoping to get the nerve up to tickle her now exposed foot, This was such a good conversation, I will not forget this until the day I die!
"Your shoes are cool" and at the exact time I said this, I in got a quick one finger tickle in. She gave out a short, small giggle. I was shaking and it was a rush.
"Oh, ha, that's why you why you wanted to know about my shoes."
I was shaking from adrenaline and all kinds of stuff.
"You are the second person that tickled me today. Some guy tickled my feet while I was on the ladder, right when the store opened. I had my heels off so I wouldn't fall. That guy was a real creep. He was right behind me. He almost made me fall off my ladder anyway and then the son a of bitch (she put her hand over her mouth at that point) Shit, I'm not supposed to curse in the store. Ah fuck my manager. hate the bitch anyway. What was I saying? Oh yeah, he asked for my phone number."
"What did you say?"
"I told him he almost made me fall off, hell no."
"Huh". She had actually let her shoe fall off her toes a bit more and I was staring and then tickle her again.
"I couldn't resist t-t-t-tickling your foot. Sorry." I was stammering because of how she didn't seem to care.
"I don't know where I got these. That's cool. I think I stole them from my roommate a couple of years ago. I reached in for another tickle. I couldn't resist. (that's three times for you folks at home.)
"I'm sorry,"
"Hey, you can tickle my foot, that's cool. I'm glad you aren't that other guy; I was going to slap the shit out of him. At least you seem like a nice guy. I saw you coming. That other dude just like, fuck. If you saw me a couple of hours ago when that dude was here? That would not have been such a cool time. But it's all good. Glad you had your fun. I had a girl I used to date (She was a lesbian...just in case you wondered about who's gender was who's) I used to tickle the shit out of. She had a foot thing"
I gave her a really good tickle at that point. Thankfully she smiled but said. as, she stood up:
"Let's not go totally overboard. I gotta get out of here. "
"I'm sorry about that guy, Take it easy." Have you ever been so jazzed up, words had trouble coming to you? I wanted to say so much more by I was tongue tied.
"You too. You've got nice hands. Find a girlfriend!"

This must be a joke and you're just making fun of when people write "true storie"s that are obviously fiction.

You couldn't possibly have believed this interaction could be realistic to anyone or that someone could believably remember all of this conversation. Funny example of how not to write a "true story" though so good job.

 

[hotchytick]

This must be a joke and you're just making fun of when people write "true storie"s that are obviously fiction.

You couldn't possibly have believed this interaction could be realistic to anyone or that someone could believably remember all of this conversation. Funny example of how not to write a "true story" though so good

Hey, my friend, it wasn't fiction. I can go into more specificity if you would like, the state, the city, the mall.... Recalling moments is very easy when the emotions and the rush was very strong. But if you don't believe it, don't read it.