Urge to tickle on the job

[battlecat]

Being a freelance photographer luckily I get invited to my fair share of parties. I don't work abroad much but a couple of weeks back I was invited to a party on a private yacht in Cannes to celebrate the launch of someone or other’s new film. I have to admit I had a fair bit to drink so I can’t actually remember who’s it was, all I know is that he was nobody that I had heard of, but as a friend of a friend it seemed impolite not to go and help him clear his obviously vastly overstocked bar. But boy am I glad I did !!

The main party was actually going on up on the top deck but I quickly realised that the bar downstairs was a lot less crowded. Anyway as I made my way back along the boat to go rejoin the party, I passed a very pretty pair of bare, well manicured, feet dangling over the side and wiggling back and forth to the music above. They were perfect, smooth and tanned on top but beautiful 'n' pink on the soles, not a spot of hard skin anywhere, there was a tiny dolphin tattoo just above the ankle and the dainty little toe-nails were painted a bright vivid red.

Being at self confessed tickle-aholic I am more of a tummy fancier but I have to admit that I stood for a minute or so just watching them, swinging back and forth teasingly. Not being able to resist it anymore I was just about to give them a tickle when, suddenly, another pair appeared alongside the first, equally scrumptious and equally shoeless but this time in sleek, shiny nylons.

Quickly I put my drink down on a table and checking that no-one was coming, grabbed one of the bare feet and very gently and sensuously kissed it. I heard a little squeal from above followed shortly by a little girly giggle and a sweet voice talking in French but much to my delight the feet were not pulled up.

Quickly I grabbed the other foot but this time I quickly scribbled my free hand up and down her cute little bare sole, then did the same to the first, then slowly up and down before wiggling my fingers under her toes and around and around the ball of her foot. I heard screams of ticklish laughter come from above and both feet thrashed back and forth trying to kick their escape before being pulled free and back up out of my reach.

Nervously I looked around to see if anyone was coming…luckily no-one was.

Before they could be pulled up too I grabbed one of the stockinged feet and played exactly the same trick on her, scrabbling my fingers up and down her sole quickly, then slower and more sensually, not forgetting to tease her toes and the balls of her feet too. The owner literally shrieked with laughter as the ticklish tootsies jerked and wriggled in my grasp. Suddenly I realised that her legs were jammed under the railings above and she was trapped. Taking full advantage of the fact I hurriedly wiggled my fingers up and down her soles, alternating between feet and all around her toes, in-steps, up and down the sides and around her ankles, tickling for all I was worth. In all it must have lasted for a good 30 seconds of ticklish torture.

Finally not wanting to push my luck any further and be discovered, I picked up my drink and casually strolled back above decks, and around the corner to where I thought the girls to be.

They were gorgeous, real ‘camera candy’ as we snappers say, both late teens, early twenties, wearing tiny little bikins that really showed off their bountiful cleavages and lovely long, shapely legs. They were sitting surrounded by their friends, still laughing and giggling and rubbing their feet, the honey with the bare feet, trying desperately to wipe down her breasts and belly where she had obviously spilled her drink while being tickled...her mate just peered over the side trying to see who had tickled her into such hysterics.

It was a real moment to savour… I just wish that security hadn’t taken my camera of me on the way onto the boat.

 

[chrisheaven]

great story- lucky you

 

[luvgirlsfeet]

I work in a hotel that has a inground pool so you can imagine the girls feet and belly buttons that I see and wish to the Heavens that I could tickle. On a true topic there is a girl who i work with who is ticklish and she tickles me all the time, especially from behind. One of these days I'm going to get up the nerve to ask if i can tickle both her feet and belly button at the same time. I've only tickled her feet but I'd like to tickle both..wish me luck 😎

 

[luvn2laf]

I work in a hotel that has a inground pool so you can imagine the girls feet and belly buttons that I see and wish to the Heavens that I could tickle.

Oooooh, I have a fantasy about having someone tickle me while I'm lounging around the pool...

 

[darvon96]

Not sure if this counts, but anyway ...

Let me start off by explaining that my wife is an incessant shoe dangler. Whenever she’s sitting, one shoe is inevitably hanging and swinging by the tip of her toe. Of course this means that her foot must be constantly flexing to hold the shoe up, which only aids in accentuating her sexy arches. Watching this drive me insane, but usually we’re in a situation where I cannot act upon my desire to grab a foot tickle her silly. Except for one time …

When we first started dating, my job would occasionally bring me near her office, and if I could, I would offer to take her to lunch. One time, after bringing her back to the office, I went in to spend a few more minutes with her before going back to work. As we were sitting in her cubicle talking, she crossed her legs, and as usual the pump popped off her heel and began swinging off her toe and due to the restricted space of the cubical, her foot was only inches from my hands. My mind went into a race condition, rapidly changing concentration from her foot, to the conversation, and back. Naturally the stocking foot won the mental battle, and soon I was no longer hearing a word she was saying. Without further contemplation, I grabbed the ankle with one hand, lifted her foot to my lap, and started to furiously tickle her stocking sole.

By this time in our relationship, she was well aware of my “special desires”, so the fact that I was tickling her shouldn’t have been much of a surprise. The look of terror on her face must of come from the fact that I had her very ticklish foot in my grasp and anybody within this several hundred square foot office was going to find out exactly how ticklish she was.

Her eyes grew wide as she tried to hold back the laughter, and used her hands in an attempt to stop the assault. But it was to no avail, the giggles bubbled up, and she fell back into her chair shaking her head “no” as she realized what she was in for. She tried to muffle the laughter as well as she could, but as my fingers moved to different tickle spots on her foot, audible squeals would escape again and again. I’m sure the potential embarrassment of being caught by a co-worker only made her more ticklish than usual, so it became impossible for her to break free or even put up a reasonable protest.

I continued to explore her ticklish sole for as long as I thought we could get away with. Fortunately, (for her) most of the office was still out for lunch, so causing a huge scene was unlikely. When I finally did stop the tickling, her face was red and her hair a bit messy, but her only response was a big smile and a “you are soooo bad!”. After regaining her composer and allowing my visible excitement to dissipate, I kissed her goodbye knowing that she would be giggling again later that night, except with the laughter at full volume.

Darv

 

[SlaverTickler]

Dude!!!

I used to work with some of the hottest women in Toronto (That weren't strippers) Sexy medateranian women, greek italian, and porchageas (SP*), as well as black women that were hot as well. Every day it was a struggle to keep theas old finger in line. I would come home an think about them and... well... never mined.

 

[fitnesstickle]

Working in the Fitness Industry in LA, I see many gorgeous ladies walk into my store. And with the SoCal weather they are wearing as little as possible. The temptaion is insane.

 

[Abellytickler1980]

The Other Day

This happened the other day at work. I had just come in and I approached the cashier, and she stole my cell phone and started looking through it. She was asking me, "Who's this? Who's that?" Those kinds of questions. I finally got annoyed with her, so I grabbed both her hands and pulled her to me. She tried to run, but I pulled her to me and squeezed her ribs. She shrieked and yelled out, "That tickles!". So I continued running my hands across her stomach until she gave up the phone.

I spent the rest of the day walking up behind her and squeezing her sides, causing her to jump in the air each time.

 

[to_tikle]

summer tickles

This has been a great summer for me in that I never get free tickles in on anyone, and some of you know my frustration trying to tickel my girlfriend who knows how to control her ticklisness...anyway, I was working at a summer camp this summer and with a few attarctive college ages girls, early 20's. I am 27, so not much younger, so it wasn't wierd or anything. They always had flip flops on and I took advantage of every opp., two of the 4 girls allowed me to give them foot massages and of course I couldn't resist to tickle...one girl said it is "torture" but said she doesn mind being tickled and allowed me to do it for several minutes while squirming and laughing (she was about 5'4, 100 lbs. and brunette with really curly hair) another girl, who was probably the hottest of all, was ticklish but never let me give her a foot massage but liked my back massages (okay so we didn't let this affect our work at the summer camp, usaully time came up at the end of the day when kids left, etc.) but one time the kids decided to tackle her and starting tickling her, how could I resist, I decide to take her sandals off and hold her foot and tickle away, she went nuts of course and we finally stopped after several minutes...and she had no idea it was me in the melie of kids! She was very tall, great legs, about 5'8, 120 lbs a swimmer and a tennis player, beautiful feet, long brown hair, grren eyes, just adorable and so fun she was really sweet to even joke around with about tickling...

Another girl I got to tickle at the end of camp, claimed she would never let me tickle her feet because they were her spot ( yes I even asked her) yet I talked her into a foot massage after a good bit of deliberating...I massaged her feet and she about fell asleep because it felt good yet was uneasy because it tickled a little and I told her I would help her get over her fear of having such ticklsih feet and massaged more. Of course I starting tickling after a nice massage and she actually enjoyed it and didnt jerk too much but definelty tickled, she seemed to want the attention, but anyway, she was another cute girl , 5'6, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, adorable and a sweet laugh...ohh what a great summer!

 

[TickledPink74]

Tickles on the job

Hi,

First of all, I'd like to say hello to everybody. This is my first post, although I've been "lurking" for some time now. I'm female, extremely ticklish, and enjoy being both ler and lee.
Anyway, I used to work with a guy whom I had a huge crush on, and we always exchanged banters and laughed together. One time he made a comment that I was jokingly insulted by, and so I pinched his waist from behind. He jumped in the air and seemed really flustered. However, I think he enjoyed it, since from then on, this became a habit for us. Quite often, he used to mention the same "insulting" comment, knowing full well what his punishment would be. And I had a blast giving him these quick tickles without anyone catching on. 😀
I later went out with him a few times. To my disappointment, he wasn't that ticklish in the usual places - stomach, ribs etc. - but he soon found out how ticklish I was, and made good use of it, of course...

Tickle on,
Pink

 

[unit5610]

First of all...welcome to the forum, Pink and thanks for the story! And thanks to Rajee for starting this great thread!

I had an experience a couple of years back (while I was still employed!). A few of us were on shift on a Sunday afternoon and a pretty, young woman who I was (and still am) good friends with came in to work somewhat dressed up after a family dinner. She had mostly black on with black dress shoes and white nylons. Her shoes were off and she crossed her ankles up on a chair while talking on the phone her then-boyfriend, who was a jerk. Another guy I worked with said "Lets make her laugh while she's on the phone!". I didn't have to be told twice so I made a couple of stupid faces just to be legitimate then grabbed an ankle and tickled her foot for 4 or 5 seconds while she briefly pursed her lips then started laughing. I didn't want to get her in trouble with the jerky-ass boyfriend so I stopped.

I had a few other minor work tickles over the years but this was the best one.

 

[Ticklish9's]

ARGH, just last night while closing the store I work part time at during the week I went to take out the trash down the hall, which leads me past several other stores (it's a large shopping mall). One such store was "The Gap"

Anyway, while dumping the trash someone knocked on the outside door. I let them in (against the rules hehehe) and they thanked me and rushed to the Gap, which I could see since I was on my way back to my store. This lady knocks on the door to the gap, which is locked up for the night while the workers clean up.

This absolutely lovely young lady comes racing over to unlock the door, and she's completely barefoot! Which I'm pretty sure is against the rules, but I complained not.

That experience just stuck out in my mind for being so unexpected. She stood there in her barefeet talking to the new lady while I made my way back to my store.

 

[pimpster85]

Back when I was young and dumb as a busboy at Red Lobster, I tickled a lot of beautiful and not-so beautiful waitresses. I never really thought about getting fired for doing it, and I luckily wasn't.

Some of the tickles and lees...

One name Jess was washing the glasses in the bar on I believe my very last night there. She was kinda short, prolly about 5'4", with reddish brown hair, pretty brown eyes, but her crazy personality was what made her so hot to me (and how she not only had big knockers but a tight stomach as well). I walked up behind her and tickled her sides for a few seconds, and she jumped by no squeal. She just kept washing dishes, but squirming, and I said something like "you gotta be ticklish" and she finally let out a giggle. THen I was talking to her about this being my last (or maybe second to last) night, and so she gave me a hug and bid me farewell. I did get hers and a lot of other co-workers numbers to keep in touch, but have since lost them or phone numbers no longer for them.

Another waitress, Nici, about 5'3", blondish brown curly hair, I don't remember how I first found out she was insanely ticklish, but since it was a running joke through many of the co-workers, I, being young and dumb, was the one to tickle her most of the time (along with another guy and a girl). She sometimes hated me for that, but we got/get along great. I haven't seen her in a while, but irony happens a lot, and with it being a small world, I foound out that her then and current boyfriend works with me at Menards. AND, one of the bartenders got hired out there with me on same shift (morning stocking). Crazy small ironic world. Sad thing is, I could never break up their relationship, cuz of my own morals and ethics, and cuz he is such a damn good guy.

Seaters were ones I always used to tickle. I would oftentimes (when my old car was being fixed) have to wait for my dad to pick me up, and so the seaters (this being about 9 or 10 or sometimes even 11, depending on the night) would usually sit down too cuz by that time it was dying down for them. We would talk and depending on the one, I would usually almost always tickle. One joked with me about it a lot, although I never really foound her attractive (not ugly, just I like petite athletic girls, and she was athletic, but as tall as me, and almost as wide as me, but not fat, just regular for her body type). Another, whom had the same name different spelling, was so freaking attractive to me, I had to as she was washing windows, including the top ones on the door, one day. She was ticklish and that caused many fantasies for me to this day. Too bad she had put in her two weeks notice a couple days before.

Now, being with Menards, like I believe Minny said, EVERYTHING is on camera, so I would well on my way to being fucked if I tickled anyone for any reason. Plus, with having superstrict store managers, anything closely like that and I get fired. As a social place, Red Lobster was a just a lil better, but Menards is less demanding, more hours available, and easier. Plus, you can actually just stand around and talk for a while at Menards-no such like at RL. Get yelled at by manager (not in trouble, or else EVERYONE would have been fired-it was more or less just us using numbers game).

Plus, you don't want to tickle a person whom might not like it, and have shit be awkward afterwards, so I am not gonna lie, I do not condone work related tickles to most people, unless you really just plain do not care about/for your job and want to be fired or in trouble anyway. But man, I sure fantasize about them.

 

[Abellytickler1980]

Last week

Here's another tickling event that happened at work. It was after midnight and one of the girls was waiting for her ride. She untucked her work shirt and under it was a black shirt (because it was cold) and it barely covered her ticklish belly, which I have tickled before. She laid on her stomach on the bench and I noticed that her side was bare. I rubbed my finger against her side. Nothing. She was pretending to be asleep. So then I got sneaky!!!! I slid my fingers under the shirt to her stomach and tickle there. She smiled! I keep it up and she's giggling, but the best part is, SHE MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO EFFORT TO MOVE AWAY!!! After a minute or two of that, she struggled away, but that black shirt stirred my interest. Everytime she leaned on the counter, her sides were bare. I followed her for the rest of the night, tickling her whenever she slipped up and bared her sides or her belly.

 

[The Sean Man]

This past summer was a real killer here at the station. One of the girls that works down the hall was ALWAYS wearing sleeveless tops. She's in killer shape, and has (From what I snuck looks at) the smoooooooooothest underarms
AAAAAARGH! Must....fight...urge...to tickle...her

 

[Abellytickler1980]

This past summer was a real killer here at the station. One of the girls that works down the hall was ALWAYS wearing sleeveless tops. She's in killer shape, and has (From what I snuck looks at) the smoooooooooothest underarms
AAAAAARGH! Must....fight...urge...to tickle...her

Why must you do that? Cast that thought aside and go for it.

 

[kcantankerous]

lol

This thread should be changed to urge to get a sexual assault suit filed.

 

[BoDiggity]

This thread should be changed to urge to get a sexual assault suit filed.

That has always been whats kept me from tickling on the job-plus I'm not a good tickler.
Please excuse my spelling in this story. Anyway not to long ago I needed to get a suppliers file out of the cabinet;I work for a wholesaler. When I got the file cabineta area to get the file I noticed a coworker of mine was sitting on the floor rearranging the files of the suppliers in the bottom cabinet. I was standing behind her. She was wearing a strapless dress which obviously exposed her underarms. She was working in the cabinet where the file I needed was at. She is a very attractive woman and is always laughing, which always gives me the urge but I am in my mid twenties and she in her mid thirties and I have never been able to tickle an older women so I didn't go in for the tickle. However, when I reached over her shoulder to get the file, she put her forearm on top of the hanging file I wanted to take out, fully exposing her underarm. Now I had reason to get a quick tickle. I said "excuse me", to give the impression I was just after the file, and then litely poke her under her arm which made her move it off the file. Not sure it tickled but definitely caught her off gaurd. So I went for the file again and unbelievably she put her arm on top of it again. This time I stroked her underneath which caused her to not just jerk back her arm but to lift a little off the floor and make the gasp sound as she looked back at me half-smiling. I could here people around the corner so I quickly grabbed the file and started to leave. Good thing because the first person around the corner was my boss and that would have been embarrasing.
The next day I am sitting in my cubicle typing and she comes up behind me and gives me a tickle under the arms. I'm not ticklish there but I faked it. Know if someone could give me some ideas on how to tickle her again,especially on the feet, I would appreciate it.
To make it even better she was just moved to the cubicle next to me.

 

[sole seeker]

To make it even better she was just moved to the cubicle next to me.

I'm psychic... (no Ray, I didn't say psycho!)... Anyway - I foresee a good deal of light tickling between the two of you in the future! I don't think I've ever worked with a woman who didn't sit on one leg with her foot sticking out the side of her chair every once in awhile. Bide your time - just don't get caught by the boss!

 

[Skipadeedoodah]

Well considering I'm all 'lee I'm not too interested in tickling..but I'm ALWAYS trying to get tickled at work. Carrying things or reaching on high shelves is something I have to do all the time, so I try to time it perfectly so that a potential tickler is walking past, but so far no luck 🙁 Any tips? LOL

 

[some1somewhere]

I don't have any stories that stick out in my head, but working as a bartender for many years in different places, it tends to lend itself to oportunities, especially when most of your co workers are young (above 20) ladies. And since I am always considered the nice guy, they just see it as harmless

 

[tommytikl]

That has always been whats kept me from tickling on the job-plus I'm not a good tickler.

The next day I am sitting in my cubicle typing and she comes up behind me and gives me a tickle under the arms. I'm not ticklish there but I faked it. Know if someone could give me some ideas on how to tickle her again,especially on the feet, I would appreciate it.
To make it even better she was just moved to the cubicle next to me.

Dude, you are SOOO wide open to tickling her back it is not even funny.
You tickled her, she didn't react negativly, then she comes and tickles you!!!

You are golden...just do the same thing you did before, if she is "exposed" or in a ticklish situation just go for it, nothing crazy, just a rib grazing or underarm poke...

Good luck!
Don't FEAR!!!

 

[The Sean Man]

Why must you do that? Cast that thought aside and go for it.

WOO HOO! It pays to have a birthday! She came in yesterday and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

I said, "That's all I get?"

She replied, "What else do you want?"

So, wild and crazy soul that I am, I asked to tickle her. She said OKAY! I stood behind her, and lifted her arms straight up above her head. I started tickling her waist, and moved my hands up to her ribs. She started doing that tight-lipped "I'm gonna fight this" thing, so I moved up to her underarms and cut loose with my fingers. That got her laughing out loud. She lasted for about 10 seconds or so before she had to pull her arms down.

Haaaaaapy birthday to meeeeeeee, Haaaaaaapy birthday to meeeeee.....

 

[sole seeker]

Well considering I'm all 'lee I'm not too interested in tickling..but I'm ALWAYS trying to get tickled at work. Carrying things or reaching on high shelves is something I have to do all the time, so I try to time it perfectly so that a potential tickler is walking past, but so far no luck 🙁Any tips?)

I don't know if you're a man or woman. But if you wear high heels to work, let your heel pop out of your shoe while kneeling on the floor (filing or putting somegthing on a shelf). Nothing is more tempting than an "accientally" exposed sole!

 

[drew70]

I once tickled a girl at work

It was very brief. Her name was Michelle. She was bout 5'2, with a pretty face, blonde hair, and a cute figure. I had known Michelle for a few years when this incident took place, which was a good thing, considering the outcome.

Michelle shared a very large office with three or four other people. My buddy Jay and I were visiting this office as we'd been transferred to another office in a different area. We knew the people in this office very well as we used to work with them. So Jay and I are shooting the breeze with these folks, I noticed Michelle was sitting at her desk with her back to me. She was sitting on her right leg with her right foot stickling out from under her pretty bottom. It was bare. Er...the foot was bare, not the bottom.

Now I'm not a compulsive tickler by nature, but this was too much for even me to pass up. I walked up behind her, reached down and softly traced a finger down the arch of her sole. She screamed. I don't mean she screamed laughter, I mean she let out an ear piercing shriek as if Dracula himself had jumped out in front of her. She also jerked her foot out from under her and whacked it on the inside of her desk. She later told me she is deathly ticklish and actually has a kind of phobia about it. I felt sooooo bad. She kept telling me not to worry about it, it was okay, but I could see her limping. My friend Jay told me Michelle's shriek scared the living shit out of him. I hugged Michelle, apologizing again, and left, somewhat embarrassed.