As mentioned earlier on this thread, in my sixteen years of working for the same employer, I've been able to sneak in tickles on 27 different women. Some were prolonged, others little pokes, some feet, some sides....but here are some of my favourite mature nylon tickling ones. They're only brief, and took place when I was in my mid 20s and could get away with that sort of thing; I'd have no chance now I'm in my early 40s! Hope you enjoy, gents.
Mary used to work in the canteen, and she'd often take off her shoes under the counter. She was late 50's, Mancunian, and had a big heart and a great laugh. Everyone liked Mary, and Mary liked everyone! I'd noticed that she'd lose her shoes every so often (just black suede flats), and this one day noticed that her black stocking heels were sticking out from behind her chair. Making conversation with her (and checking that the canteen was empty), I bent down and gave them a quick tickle. She laughed out loud, burst into a big smile, and said I shouldn't do it, as she had smelly feet. It didn't stop me from doing it again, of course, and so I raced my fingers all over her soles as Mary squirmed on her chair, feet wiggling to escape my tickling fingers. I let up after about twenty seconds, but it didn't stop me from doing it again on sever other occasions! At one point she saw me coming and hid her feet under the desk where I couldn't get them!
Another canteen worker was Karen, who was about 42, and would also chat to anyone and everyone. I'd often come down just to talk to her, and we'd get on really well. She looked a bit like Lucy Siegle from 'The One Show', with shoulder length dark hair and big dark eyes. She'd almost always wear opaque black tights along with her black skirt and white blouse, and so my natural ticklish curiosity inevitably rose to the forefront. This was helped enormously by the fact that she'd often swing her legs back and forth while she was sitting down, not to mention flexing her feet in her shoes. I'd banter with her that she was trying to kick me, and that she'd need to be careful. One day I decided to just go for it, and stole her shoe from her foot as her leg swung toward me. I bid her goodbye, and pretended to walk away with her shoe. She laughed, and said she'd need it back, for health and safety reasons. Sadly, she wasn't twirling her feet for once so I didn't see any sole or real instep, and sadder still from my point of view, she wasn't wearing her opaque black tights but regular semi sheers. With hindsight, I maybe should have waited until she was in her opaques! However, this didn't stop me getting a tickle in on her; as I returned her shoe, I reached down and very quickly tickled the sole of her foot. She almost fell off of her seat!
'Wahhahaha! I'm ticklish!!!' I knew that I'd have to get her again, and also knew that she'd be a good sport about it but sadly she left soon after. Hope it wasn't my fault...(*GRIN!*)
Last, we have Jan, a woman who used to work in my office. She was about 55, I think, slim figure, greying hair but another one with a kind heart and personality - although if you got on the wrong side of her then God help you! I once grabbed her shoe under the table to 'check out the heel'. As I went to give it back to her, I gave her black stocking foot a quick tickle, and she had to clamp her mouth to stop laughing - just from a quick stroke! I've got her sides as well, and I also got her stocking feet when she was wearing open toed sandals, allowing me access to her ankles and insteps. She has said that if anyone goes near her feet, she screams. Screams with laughter, maybe...! We actually went out for a drink one night, and I tried tickling her then as well - I dug into her sides, but she stood there wide eyed and expressionless, so maybe the drink made her less ticklish. That said, I reached down to get her feet and she took several steps back, so maybe not!
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
