So, the wife and I are moving so we spent the day packing and cleaning for the most part. This is an activity that we both hate and I'd be less than candid if I didn't say that we were getting a little annoyed with each other and we were both in kind of a bad mood.
I had just finished packing a box when I came into the bedroom and found her half under the bed trying to reach something.
My bad mood and irritation started to melt a little bit. I smirked and said "Is there something I can help you with?"
She must have realized how mildly ridiculous she looked because she laughed a little and said "can you hand me a flashlight?"
I just kind of glared at her before looking down to confirm what I had hoped, she was completely barefoot.
"Sure" I said, kneeled down and started tickling her feet.
"No!" she said
I ignored her and skittered my fingers all over every inch of her feet that I could, including back and forth across her toes.
She giggled silently and whined "Stop it!"
"Hey, you got your self into this, I'm just taking advantage of your helplessness" I replied.
She whined "stopit! stopit! stopit! stopit!" And tried the old, failed tactic of covering up one foot with the other, which just gives you access to the one that isn't covered up. 😛
I made her suffer a little more before finally handing her the flashlight she wanted.
She found what she was looking for and got up.
On her way out I remarked "Oh, and any time you want to get your self trapped like that, be my guest.
"Whatever!" was her joyful response 😛
Muahahahahahaha 😛
I had just finished packing a box when I came into the bedroom and found her half under the bed trying to reach something.
My bad mood and irritation started to melt a little bit. I smirked and said "Is there something I can help you with?"
She must have realized how mildly ridiculous she looked because she laughed a little and said "can you hand me a flashlight?"
I just kind of glared at her before looking down to confirm what I had hoped, she was completely barefoot.
"Sure" I said, kneeled down and started tickling her feet.
"No!" she said
I ignored her and skittered my fingers all over every inch of her feet that I could, including back and forth across her toes.
She giggled silently and whined "Stop it!"
"Hey, you got your self into this, I'm just taking advantage of your helplessness" I replied.
She whined "stopit! stopit! stopit! stopit!" And tried the old, failed tactic of covering up one foot with the other, which just gives you access to the one that isn't covered up. 😛
I made her suffer a little more before finally handing her the flashlight she wanted.
She found what she was looking for and got up.
On her way out I remarked "Oh, and any time you want to get your self trapped like that, be my guest.
"Whatever!" was her joyful response 😛
Muahahahahahaha 😛
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