Amy stood off to the side of her cubicle and was pulling off her cream clolored boots. Her suntan nylon foot catching my attention. She was a very attractive twenty something that was very flirtatious and fun to be with. I came up and sat on a chair next to her.
"Hey. You know what sucks I got snow in my boot. I hate that." She always was very chatty. When she switched legs and removed her boot her foot was inches from my hand.
I distracted her "Doesn't look wet to me." I used that to run a finger up her sole from heel to toes.
Her response was priceless. She closed her eyes dropped her boot and hung on to the wall of the cubile to balance herself. "Are you having fun?"
"Depends are you?" I teased as I probed for ticklish reactions.
"Could behehehahaha worse." Her foot was beginning to spasm and kick.
I played dumb "How? Tell me about it." I found a spot under her toes that was driving her crazy. It was near the ball but close the undertoes. They curled in a feeble attempt to protect her, She was keeping her composure but beginning to snicker and let out tiny yelps of laughter.
"Ah....kehehe..well if I was....." she paused as I must have hit her spot because the word ticklish was totally unrecognizable because of laughter.
I stopped after a minute and she playfully slapped my arm as she put her foot into her pump. "I have to fix my makeup now Mr. Tickles. That was mean making me tear up. You oviously didn't see that. But its great to start my day with a smile and a laugh. Are you busy at lunch?"
"Hey. You know what sucks I got snow in my boot. I hate that." She always was very chatty. When she switched legs and removed her boot her foot was inches from my hand.
I distracted her "Doesn't look wet to me." I used that to run a finger up her sole from heel to toes.
Her response was priceless. She closed her eyes dropped her boot and hung on to the wall of the cubile to balance herself. "Are you having fun?"
"Depends are you?" I teased as I probed for ticklish reactions.
"Could behehehahaha worse." Her foot was beginning to spasm and kick.
I played dumb "How? Tell me about it." I found a spot under her toes that was driving her crazy. It was near the ball but close the undertoes. They curled in a feeble attempt to protect her, She was keeping her composure but beginning to snicker and let out tiny yelps of laughter.
"Ah....kehehe..well if I was....." she paused as I must have hit her spot because the word ticklish was totally unrecognizable because of laughter.
I stopped after a minute and she playfully slapped my arm as she put her foot into her pump. "I have to fix my makeup now Mr. Tickles. That was mean making me tear up. You oviously didn't see that. But its great to start my day with a smile and a laugh. Are you busy at lunch?"
