Tickling. It's a good thing. It's good to have privacy again after so long without it post-hurricane! So tonight, there I was sitting on the chaise watching the local news when my husband walked over to me and sat down near my left leg. He's a pretty laid back guy and tends to snuggle up next to me on cool winter nights. He'd just lit a fire so I assumed he was going to sit next to me while waiting for the weather to come on. My queen's chair, as I call it, is right near the fireplace so it's rather inviting.
We chatted briefly through the commercials about the weather and how nice it was to have a cold snap here in the heat of the south. It's the first time I've been able to wear a sweater since the weekend of Christmas it's been soooo warm! It meant I was also trolling around the house in socked feet,...warm cozy socks which he was tugging at as he mentioned them.
Then VOOM! Before I knew it he was laying on top of my legs with both socks off and was tickling my soles beyong reason. I couldn't fling myself off the chair or I would have landed in the roaring fire. I couldn't yell because I'd wake the kids. SOoooo....I laughed hard...and quietly....and kicked....and tried to hit, but he had my arms easily blocked! God it felt so wonderful! It was so teasingly wonderful because he never said a WORD...just tickled!
Then ...my break, and the race was on! I've not played "chase" like that since I was a little girl in second grade! We mazed through the living room where he broke his silence by telling me that I was going to pay in flesh for making him go jogging so late at night! Then the garage, and out the side door to the back yard, through the fence and back in the front door until I efficiently tucked myself into bed where I was quickly pounced upon again!
I've created a monster!
To think this man isn't even a tickler in a ticklephile sense of the word!
It's glorious though! My sides just ache where he tickled me with those fingertips until I cramped from breathing so hard. My feet are soooo tender and my armpits....lord, I may never raise my hand again! LOL Just thinking about exposing them makes my heart pound!
And isn't it just the best foreplay around?
Sheesh....now why isn't HE ticklish? A girl has to have revenge doesn't she?
Jo, ahhhhh, tickles! YUM!
Hope you all ahd a nice weekend too!
We chatted briefly through the commercials about the weather and how nice it was to have a cold snap here in the heat of the south. It's the first time I've been able to wear a sweater since the weekend of Christmas it's been soooo warm! It meant I was also trolling around the house in socked feet,...warm cozy socks which he was tugging at as he mentioned them.
Then VOOM! Before I knew it he was laying on top of my legs with both socks off and was tickling my soles beyong reason. I couldn't fling myself off the chair or I would have landed in the roaring fire. I couldn't yell because I'd wake the kids. SOoooo....I laughed hard...and quietly....and kicked....and tried to hit, but he had my arms easily blocked! God it felt so wonderful! It was so teasingly wonderful because he never said a WORD...just tickled!
Then ...my break, and the race was on! I've not played "chase" like that since I was a little girl in second grade! We mazed through the living room where he broke his silence by telling me that I was going to pay in flesh for making him go jogging so late at night! Then the garage, and out the side door to the back yard, through the fence and back in the front door until I efficiently tucked myself into bed where I was quickly pounced upon again!
I've created a monster!
To think this man isn't even a tickler in a ticklephile sense of the word!
It's glorious though! My sides just ache where he tickled me with those fingertips until I cramped from breathing so hard. My feet are soooo tender and my armpits....lord, I may never raise my hand again! LOL Just thinking about exposing them makes my heart pound!
And isn't it just the best foreplay around?
Sheesh....now why isn't HE ticklish? A girl has to have revenge doesn't she?
Jo, ahhhhh, tickles! YUM!
Hope you all ahd a nice weekend too!
Concerned & loving people have been waiting to see it with me, I'm sure. S'nice to see ya back, Darlin'. 
and she was wearing thick white Cleveland Indians socks. But for some reason she burst out laughing and screaming when I attacked her feet. My ten year old thought her screams were of pain and he let her go and left the room, but I continued the tickle assault. I couldn't believe how ticklish she was. I grabbed her thighs and tickled her socked soles. Her laughter was so sexy and music to my ears. It was great! I wish she was ticklish like that more often!
