I can't believe I'm going to write this as I have never told anybody this stuff before. I just feel this is the right place to do it. It feels so weird. It's like the moderators are the priests in this new Church and I have come to make confessions of my secret sins against normal society 🙂 Here my conscience will be cleansed and I can be guaranteed a place somewhere in tickle heaven. 😎
Anybody here done any tickling in Hospital or the Doctors?
Anyway I was in the waiting room to see a Doctor because I had, had an operation on my neck and they were going to give me a check up. I sat there like a vegatable as you do in the Doctors surgery. There are always loads of the most crap magazines that you some how read thoroughly just because you are so bored and there is nothing to look at. I was in the middle of a paragraph when suddenly I heard my name called. I quickly jumped up and saw a Doctor beckoning me to come. She must of been about 40 years old with short brown hair and a full figure. She just looked like an average Doctor, if there is such a thing as an average Doctor. She had on one of those long white coats and had a file with a nice array of pens in her top pocket.
She quickly greeted me and apologised for the wait and spun around to lead the way to a consulting room. The room she went into had somebody in it so she apologised to the other Doctor for bursting in and backed out, She commented to me how busy it was today. So we went a little further down the corridor and she found a tiny little room.
The room had a small desk on the wall to your right as you entered and 2 chairs. One chair with it's back toward the door and the other chair facing the door with a small window behind. The room was cluttered and was obviously not generally used for seeing patients.
She said "Please take a seat"
So I sat down on the seat with my back to the window and facing the door. She plunked herself down on the other seat with her back toward the door still clutching the file, reading it.
She said, "How are you?"
I said, "fine Doctor"
She said "excuse me while I take a look at your file"
Now picture this in slow motion.
She leant back, opened the file and lifted her left leg over her right leg to cross them simultaneously. As she lifted her left leg over she brushed my shin accidently and apologised.
It was at that moment I noticed how beautifully smooth and tanned her lower legs were peeking out below the long tweed skirt covered by the white coat. I followed with my eye the smooth finish and tone all the way down to her ankles to notice she had on low heel beige leather shoes with a strap at the heel. (I guess about UK size 5-6) The strap was loose and the shoe just slipped into a slight dangle just enough for you to make out the shape of her arch and see the tiniest bit of toe clevage. She had obviously just come back from holiday and was looking so healthy and fresh. Her lovely leg and foot was just floating there so close to my leg and in easy reach of my hands.
(You might need to press replay to understand)
That was it.
My head was gone.
My head was totally gone.
I think she was speaking to me but all I could hear was;
"Blah, ba blaaah, b baa blahhh?"
I just kept saying; "Yes, Yeah, Yes Doctor"
When I evetually looked up she was stareing at me with a quizzed look on her face. I just looked right back into her face shaking my head and said;
"I am really, really, really sorry Doctor but you have the most beautiful shaped ankles and feet"
Her eyebrows raised and her expression froze and her eyes locked on me.
I just leant back shrugging my shoulders with that look on my face that said "Hey, yeah, I know but I just had to say it".
She just braced the file and looked down at it as if to say;
"eeerrmm where were we?"
I felt suicidal.
I then said;
"Do you mind if I . . . . . ."
And at the same moment I was ever so slowly reaching down to touch her heel strap.
I reached down ever so smoothly and slowly so that she had time to stop me in my tracks if she wanted to with just a look.
Picture this in slow motion.
As I am reaching down her eyes look up from the file to see my hand on the blatantly suicidal journey towards her shoe. I watched her expression closely. She didn't look at me and she didn't move her leg. She had a slight smirk as her eyes returned to reading the file!
My heart was beating and fear welled up in my throat but I couldn't stop my hand because she never gave me the stop signal.
BAM ! ! ! (explosive sounds)
My fingers made contact with the heel strap of her shoe. She continued to read the medical file as I gently grasped her shoe. I was in a state of shock.
I slipped her shoe off and her toes were slightly tanned and her pedicure was a dark orange.
Somebody help me! What the f*@k am I doing?
I gripped and started to rub her warm toes.
She just kept reading the medical file.
I stroked her soft sole.
Her toes flexed and she just kept reading the medical file.
I held and gently rubbed and rocked each toe one after the other.
She just kept reading the medical file.
Just then we heard foot steps and voices in the corridor. I quickly put her shoe back on.
She smiled and said:
"It looks like you have recovered well and there doesn't seem to be any problems"
Just then the door burst open and another Doctor apologised for intruding.
I suppose most people will read this and think so what's the big deal. 🙄 So you played with her foot 🙄 This experience is weak compared to what happens at a NEST.
It was the situation that added the flavour does that make sense to anyone? Am I alone here?
Anybody here done any tickling in Hospital or the Doctors?
Anyway I was in the waiting room to see a Doctor because I had, had an operation on my neck and they were going to give me a check up. I sat there like a vegatable as you do in the Doctors surgery. There are always loads of the most crap magazines that you some how read thoroughly just because you are so bored and there is nothing to look at. I was in the middle of a paragraph when suddenly I heard my name called. I quickly jumped up and saw a Doctor beckoning me to come. She must of been about 40 years old with short brown hair and a full figure. She just looked like an average Doctor, if there is such a thing as an average Doctor. She had on one of those long white coats and had a file with a nice array of pens in her top pocket.
She quickly greeted me and apologised for the wait and spun around to lead the way to a consulting room. The room she went into had somebody in it so she apologised to the other Doctor for bursting in and backed out, She commented to me how busy it was today. So we went a little further down the corridor and she found a tiny little room.
The room had a small desk on the wall to your right as you entered and 2 chairs. One chair with it's back toward the door and the other chair facing the door with a small window behind. The room was cluttered and was obviously not generally used for seeing patients.
She said "Please take a seat"
So I sat down on the seat with my back to the window and facing the door. She plunked herself down on the other seat with her back toward the door still clutching the file, reading it.
She said, "How are you?"
I said, "fine Doctor"
She said "excuse me while I take a look at your file"
Now picture this in slow motion.
She leant back, opened the file and lifted her left leg over her right leg to cross them simultaneously. As she lifted her left leg over she brushed my shin accidently and apologised.
It was at that moment I noticed how beautifully smooth and tanned her lower legs were peeking out below the long tweed skirt covered by the white coat. I followed with my eye the smooth finish and tone all the way down to her ankles to notice she had on low heel beige leather shoes with a strap at the heel. (I guess about UK size 5-6) The strap was loose and the shoe just slipped into a slight dangle just enough for you to make out the shape of her arch and see the tiniest bit of toe clevage. She had obviously just come back from holiday and was looking so healthy and fresh. Her lovely leg and foot was just floating there so close to my leg and in easy reach of my hands.
(You might need to press replay to understand)
That was it.
My head was gone.
My head was totally gone.
I think she was speaking to me but all I could hear was;
"Blah, ba blaaah, b baa blahhh?"
I just kept saying; "Yes, Yeah, Yes Doctor"
When I evetually looked up she was stareing at me with a quizzed look on her face. I just looked right back into her face shaking my head and said;
"I am really, really, really sorry Doctor but you have the most beautiful shaped ankles and feet"
Her eyebrows raised and her expression froze and her eyes locked on me.
I just leant back shrugging my shoulders with that look on my face that said "Hey, yeah, I know but I just had to say it".
She just braced the file and looked down at it as if to say;
"eeerrmm where were we?"
I felt suicidal.
I then said;
"Do you mind if I . . . . . ."
And at the same moment I was ever so slowly reaching down to touch her heel strap.
I reached down ever so smoothly and slowly so that she had time to stop me in my tracks if she wanted to with just a look.
Picture this in slow motion.
As I am reaching down her eyes look up from the file to see my hand on the blatantly suicidal journey towards her shoe. I watched her expression closely. She didn't look at me and she didn't move her leg. She had a slight smirk as her eyes returned to reading the file!
My heart was beating and fear welled up in my throat but I couldn't stop my hand because she never gave me the stop signal.
BAM ! ! ! (explosive sounds)
My fingers made contact with the heel strap of her shoe. She continued to read the medical file as I gently grasped her shoe. I was in a state of shock.
I slipped her shoe off and her toes were slightly tanned and her pedicure was a dark orange.
Somebody help me! What the f*@k am I doing?
I gripped and started to rub her warm toes.
She just kept reading the medical file.
I stroked her soft sole.
Her toes flexed and she just kept reading the medical file.
I held and gently rubbed and rocked each toe one after the other.
She just kept reading the medical file.
Just then we heard foot steps and voices in the corridor. I quickly put her shoe back on.
She smiled and said:
"It looks like you have recovered well and there doesn't seem to be any problems"
Just then the door burst open and another Doctor apologised for intruding.
I suppose most people will read this and think so what's the big deal. 🙄 So you played with her foot 🙄 This experience is weak compared to what happens at a NEST.
It was the situation that added the flavour does that make sense to anyone? Am I alone here?
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It was a game of balance 
I was so turned on by the fact she was letting me and trusting me to take her to the edge of her discipline 
She knew I could blow her fuse at anytime. Her revenge was to torture me with nonchalance 
