My fiancé came home from work for lunch on Monday and I was fortunate enough to have the day off. She worked over a chicken salad she had made the previous night and then called a friend of hers I think to talk about going somewhere on Thursday with her.
Anyway my fiancé works in a business office and she was wearing a black pants suit and a pair of black Nine West closed toe heels with no hoes. She laid herself out across our couch and was talking with a girlfriend when I sat down at the end of couch and put her feet in my lap. I started unbuckling her shoe straps and she gave me a funny look, and I know she had to be wondering what I was up to. I mouthed the words “foot massage” to her as I pulled the shoes off of her moist little feet and she just nodded her head and smiled but I could tell she didn’t trust me.
For my part I was good and massaged her hot little insteps and toes for at least a minuet and a half before I couldn’t contain myself. I grabbed her right foot and brought it up in the air and leaned in touching my nose into her toes, inhaled deep and then dropped it really quick and fell back into the couch play acting like I fainted. She started laughing and her face got really red even though she knows l love the way leather heels make her feet smell and I heard her say “nothing, oh nothing” into the phone as I’m sure her friend asked why she was laughing all the sudden. I must admit I love tickling my girl and making her laugh when she’s on the phone and I couldn't resist anymore so I held one of her ankles and started tickling into her arch’s, (the most ticklish spot on her feet), with my nails on and off for a few seconds at a time. Of course my fiancé started laughing and giggling and was trying to kick me with her free foot so I would stop as she was telling her friend that she was sorry for laughing in her ear.
I was having way to much fun and so I grabbed the foot I wasn’t tickling around the ankle with both of my hands and brought it up in the air a little and started nibbling on her little toes and that’s when she really lost it. She was laughing really hard and was struggling to pull her foot away from me but couldn’t. Knowing she couldn’t stop me my fiancé admitted to her friend that I was tickling her feet, and said she had to go because I was acting like a little kid and apparently wanted some attention. As soon as she hung up I tickled her arches hard and kept it up for a minute or two while she pounded the couch cushions with her fists-It was really cute.
I quit before she got too mad, as she was yelling that I was messing up her hair and her suit and she had to go back to work soon. After I quit tickling her she got up and strapped her heels back on her feet and gave me a kiss before walking out.
Dave
Anyway my fiancé works in a business office and she was wearing a black pants suit and a pair of black Nine West closed toe heels with no hoes. She laid herself out across our couch and was talking with a girlfriend when I sat down at the end of couch and put her feet in my lap. I started unbuckling her shoe straps and she gave me a funny look, and I know she had to be wondering what I was up to. I mouthed the words “foot massage” to her as I pulled the shoes off of her moist little feet and she just nodded her head and smiled but I could tell she didn’t trust me.
For my part I was good and massaged her hot little insteps and toes for at least a minuet and a half before I couldn’t contain myself. I grabbed her right foot and brought it up in the air and leaned in touching my nose into her toes, inhaled deep and then dropped it really quick and fell back into the couch play acting like I fainted. She started laughing and her face got really red even though she knows l love the way leather heels make her feet smell and I heard her say “nothing, oh nothing” into the phone as I’m sure her friend asked why she was laughing all the sudden. I must admit I love tickling my girl and making her laugh when she’s on the phone and I couldn't resist anymore so I held one of her ankles and started tickling into her arch’s, (the most ticklish spot on her feet), with my nails on and off for a few seconds at a time. Of course my fiancé started laughing and giggling and was trying to kick me with her free foot so I would stop as she was telling her friend that she was sorry for laughing in her ear.
I was having way to much fun and so I grabbed the foot I wasn’t tickling around the ankle with both of my hands and brought it up in the air a little and started nibbling on her little toes and that’s when she really lost it. She was laughing really hard and was struggling to pull her foot away from me but couldn’t. Knowing she couldn’t stop me my fiancé admitted to her friend that I was tickling her feet, and said she had to go because I was acting like a little kid and apparently wanted some attention. As soon as she hung up I tickled her arches hard and kept it up for a minute or two while she pounded the couch cushions with her fists-It was really cute.
I quit before she got too mad, as she was yelling that I was messing up her hair and her suit and she had to go back to work soon. After I quit tickling her she got up and strapped her heels back on her feet and gave me a kiss before walking out.
Dave
