Michael514
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Here's a story that I wrote on TMF so if you read it already I apologize. If you didn't I hope you enjoy it. Back in the late 80's, before I was married, I was a steelworker for a small steel co. There was this secretary, I'll call her "Mary", that liked to flirt with me. Before I get to the holiday tickle let me endulge you on how it started. One day at lunch, one week before the Party, I had to go to an auto parts store for a thermostat. Mary wanted to ride along. After we got the part she said that she accidentally stepped in mud. This was an opperatunity I was waiting for. Anyway I told her she had to remove her shoes when she got into my car. She obliged. I couldn't drive back to the shop fast enough, because I already had a tickle attack planned.We got back and I insisted she let me put her shoes on for her. I was already out of the car and she slid to the driver side. She then handed me her STOCKINGED FOOT and I TICKLED it savagely! She went absolutely berzerk! She screamed, kicked, laughed, and yelled. Let me tell you she had the softest, prettiest, well manacured feet I have ever seen. Then she went to kick me with her other foot and I grabbed it and tickled both for the last five min. of my lunch. When I finally stopped she was red faced, teary eyed, and exausted. Well anyway one week later, the day of the party, she came down to the office in the area I worked in at lunch and asked if I was going to the party. I told her yes and that's when I looked down and saw she was wearing green christmas socks. I commented that I liked her socks. She then rolled up her pant leg to show me the red designs on them when I saw she had those socks over stockings. I had to tickle those feet again. Half way through the party she sat next to me in a booth. I asked her if I could see her socks again and she put her leg over on my lap. That's when I quickly removed her shoe and started tickling her foot again. She went insane again. People heard the commotion and walked over to see what was going on. I lifted her leg in the air and proceeded to continue TICKLE-TORTURING her in front of everyone! They laughed, joked, and kept telling me to tickle her to death! I tickled her right foot for about five great min. It would of been longer had I not made a mistake. I got greedy and while tickling her beautiful foot I tried to remove her sock and tickle her stockinged foot. She jerked and got her foot away. She put her shoe back on, got up, and walked away. I have TICKLED Mary on many different occasions. If you like this true tale and want to hear some more of Mary and the other secretary, I'll call Laura", please let me know. I hope you enjoy this HOLIDAY TREAT as much as I did.
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