Hey everyone!
I know most of us are feeling stressed out because of coronavirus, isolated in quarantine, and just all around bummed. So I thought a little visit from out favorite couple would help everyone feel better.
## Part 1
So much for here’s to 2020 huh? I may have only been around for twenty years myself, but I’ve never seen anything like this before. By the way, I’m Krista Danvers, nice to meet all of you.
I’m scared, and everyone I know is scared. We’re all on a stay at home order, and hopefully we all listen.
Luckily I’m engaged to a great guy. I wish I could say I’d met him sooner, but after recently realizing that we’d met years ago I guess I got my wish.
Mom called last week and told us that Dad shut down temporarily and they’re quarantining. The good news is they’re fine. Billy’s parents are fine too. Thank goodness for that. The bad news is that Billy’s boss shut down work when he found out he was sick.
He’s been on edge for days hoping that he didn’t catch it. I’ve done my best to keep his mind off it.
Other than that, it really hasn’t been bad at all. We both got a good tax return, and we stocked up on food and other things. That was his idea, as a former Boy Scout, he believes in being prepared. It’s been nice being alone together, just being us. But that’s also meant we’re engaging in one of our favorite couple activities.
I got up early Tuesday morning, putting my plan into action. I usually don’t wake up before Billy but this time it was easy. We were both up late last night playing Sega, and I have to admit I love Shinobi. While he was getting sodas from the fridge I turned off his alarm.
Usually when one of us is getting tickled silly, it’s me. I actually love it. Billy is so gentle, and it feels amazing. Occasionally I get him, but I have to outsmart him. But he always finds a way to fight back and get me. This time my plan was foolproof.
I’ve noticed that Billy always sleeps on his stomach, so sitting on his back is step one. I’ve got him like this before because he won’t push me off. But he’s been able to reach back and tickle my feet. As I got dressed, I put on my heavy socks and tied my keds on really tight. That would keep that from happening again.
If he didn’t already have his arms down to his sides, it should be easy enough to move them so I can put my knees on his wrists. He was so going to get it this time.
I crept into his room quiet as a cat, and crawled onto his bed. If he felt me and woke up, I’d just tell him I wanted to cuddle. He didn’t move, and was in nearly perfect position. I gently climbed onto his back, putting my skins across his forearms, and positioned my feet in his upturned palms.
I couldn’t stand the anticipation anymore and shot my fingers into his armpits like a precision lightning strike. He twitched a little, but when I started really tickling he woke up.
“Hahahahahaha... Hey... hahaha... Kris... hahahaha... come on.” He was squirming underneath me, but he was stuck this time.
“Aww... is my big strong tiger ticklish?” I teased him a little, wiggling my fingers. He started trying to get to my feet, tugging on the laces of my keds, but no dice. There was a reason I double knotted them.
My hands slid tickling down his side to the sides of his stomach, near his hips. “Aaah! Hahahahaha... stahahahapp!” He chuckled, kicking his legs under the sheet.
“Promise to be a good boy and help me clean the apartment?” I said, careful to use my fingertips instead of my nails. He made the mistake of telling me once that this was worse.
“Okay... okay... hahaha... I promise!” I stopped and sat beside him on the bed. I would have stopped soon anyway, we both knew how much was too much by now. That was a big reason this was always so much fun.
He didn’t waste any time rolling onto his back and pulling me into a hug which felt great, and caused a giggle to bubble up out of me. This kiss that followed was no slouch either. “Mmm... good morning tiger.” I purred, returning his kiss, then laid down beside him.
“That was quite a way to wake up angel.” He said, running a hand through my messy hair. “So what’s on the agenda for today?”
“I’m glad you asked, there’s a list on the fridge. Go ahead and start with breakfast, I’m hungry.” Billy had taught me how to swing my legs in such a way that you could hop right out of bed and land on your feet. It came in handy when I wanted a running start.
Billy threw the covers aside and used the same trick and came after me. He stopped in his tracks when I reminded him he promised to behave. After an exaggerated sigh he got started with chocolate chip pancakes.
We both knew I was only teasing being bossy, and we also both knew there would be some payback.
I didn’t intend to let him do all the chores himself. I folded and put away the laundry while he started dusting. Billy didn’t mind doing laundry but getting him to put it away was different. I was almost finished when I heard the vacuum roar to life. He was making good progress.
I shouldn’t have been too surprised, he’d always rocket through chores so he’d have the whole rest of the day to chill out.
A couple hours later, and the place was spotless. Billy dropped down on the couch, reached over to the record player and turned on his favorite Queen album. Some classic vinyls were our Valentine gifts to each other.
I sat down beside him, and laid my head on his chest, nuzzling a little. He was a little sweaty from housework, but the scent mixed with his Axe body wash that I could still smell from last night was sexy in a way.
“So do you have anything else planned for today?” Billy asked, putting his arm around me.
“You could give me a pedi.” I giggled, holding up my foot. I usually did this while he was at work, but knowing Billy he wouldn’t pass up the opportunity.
“Okay,” he said getting up. “like what do I need to do?”
I told him all the steps, counting on his memory to keep it straight. When it comes to things like this, Billy rememberers everything. You never want to play Trivial Pursuit with him.
Within moments he was sitting in front of me on the beanbag chair taking off my dark blue nail polish. I’d never tried that shade before but after watching football with Billy I became a Cowboys fan.
As I let my feet soak in the lemon water, he kept himself busy massaging my calves. “If you keep this up, I just might have to keep you.” I joked, my head tilted back on the couch. It was like being at a spa.
“Well I’m glad you’re enjoying the demo version. Just wait until we’re married.” He said, making me blush. “The scrub is next right?”
“Yeah I made some earlier.” I said, feeling incredibly relaxed. He dried off my feet, and started rubbing it on.
“Smells like strawberries.” He said, I could hear him sniffing. “So how long do I leave it on?”
“Just a few minutes until it dries, then wipe it off.” Apparently we had different ideas on how to remove it. A few minutes later I felt his tongue on my arch, and it tickled like crazy.
“Hahahahaha! Billy! Hahaha I said wipe it off not lick it off!” I was gripping the couch, it felt like an electric shock going up my legs and I couldn’t move.
“But this way is more fun.” He said, and kept licking, picking up my other foot, holding them together. It was a good thing it was just strawberries and sugar.
“Billllyyyyyyy staahahahahahappp! It tiiickles!” It felt good, too good, my heart was racing. It was like being on a roller coaster.
“Hey, you okay? I was just kidding around.” He said, genuinely concerned.
“Yeah,” I replied, panting a little. “I’m okay just give me a second.”
He must have thought I was mad, in fact it was quite the opposite. Speaking of what he said earlier, “Just wait until we’re married” this was going to have to be something to keep in mind.
After everything else was finished I let him choose a nail polish color. He picked a shade of blue I’d used before that matched my eyes.
After it dried he went to work massaging my feet with my usual cherry lotion. I was in heaven being spoiled like this, and I’m sure he didn’t hate it either. Even before we were dating I’d let him give me a massage during our study sessions. I always felt so relaxed after.
I was almost asleep when I felt a pair of socks being slid onto my feet. He then picked me up off the couch and carried me to my room. I didn’t resist.
“I could get used to this princess treatment.” I said, stretching for a moment.
“It was fun for me too.” Billy replied, laying down beside me. “You’re my princess.”
“And would my handsome prince like a reward for all his hard work?” I looked up at him, biting my lip. He knew by now what that look meant.
“What did you have in mind?” He asked, playfully as if he didn’t know.
I reached into my sock drawer and pulled out one of my stockings, then handed it to him and rolled onto my stomach.
He sat gently on the back of my legs and began tying it around my ankles.
“Mmmmmmrrrrowwwrrrr...” I purred as he pulled off my socks. Quarantine was going to be fun.
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TMF Together 2019 [emoji486]
I know most of us are feeling stressed out because of coronavirus, isolated in quarantine, and just all around bummed. So I thought a little visit from out favorite couple would help everyone feel better.
## Part 1
So much for here’s to 2020 huh? I may have only been around for twenty years myself, but I’ve never seen anything like this before. By the way, I’m Krista Danvers, nice to meet all of you.
I’m scared, and everyone I know is scared. We’re all on a stay at home order, and hopefully we all listen.
Luckily I’m engaged to a great guy. I wish I could say I’d met him sooner, but after recently realizing that we’d met years ago I guess I got my wish.
Mom called last week and told us that Dad shut down temporarily and they’re quarantining. The good news is they’re fine. Billy’s parents are fine too. Thank goodness for that. The bad news is that Billy’s boss shut down work when he found out he was sick.
He’s been on edge for days hoping that he didn’t catch it. I’ve done my best to keep his mind off it.
Other than that, it really hasn’t been bad at all. We both got a good tax return, and we stocked up on food and other things. That was his idea, as a former Boy Scout, he believes in being prepared. It’s been nice being alone together, just being us. But that’s also meant we’re engaging in one of our favorite couple activities.
I got up early Tuesday morning, putting my plan into action. I usually don’t wake up before Billy but this time it was easy. We were both up late last night playing Sega, and I have to admit I love Shinobi. While he was getting sodas from the fridge I turned off his alarm.
Usually when one of us is getting tickled silly, it’s me. I actually love it. Billy is so gentle, and it feels amazing. Occasionally I get him, but I have to outsmart him. But he always finds a way to fight back and get me. This time my plan was foolproof.
I’ve noticed that Billy always sleeps on his stomach, so sitting on his back is step one. I’ve got him like this before because he won’t push me off. But he’s been able to reach back and tickle my feet. As I got dressed, I put on my heavy socks and tied my keds on really tight. That would keep that from happening again.
If he didn’t already have his arms down to his sides, it should be easy enough to move them so I can put my knees on his wrists. He was so going to get it this time.
I crept into his room quiet as a cat, and crawled onto his bed. If he felt me and woke up, I’d just tell him I wanted to cuddle. He didn’t move, and was in nearly perfect position. I gently climbed onto his back, putting my skins across his forearms, and positioned my feet in his upturned palms.
I couldn’t stand the anticipation anymore and shot my fingers into his armpits like a precision lightning strike. He twitched a little, but when I started really tickling he woke up.
“Hahahahahaha... Hey... hahaha... Kris... hahahaha... come on.” He was squirming underneath me, but he was stuck this time.
“Aww... is my big strong tiger ticklish?” I teased him a little, wiggling my fingers. He started trying to get to my feet, tugging on the laces of my keds, but no dice. There was a reason I double knotted them.
My hands slid tickling down his side to the sides of his stomach, near his hips. “Aaah! Hahahahaha... stahahahapp!” He chuckled, kicking his legs under the sheet.
“Promise to be a good boy and help me clean the apartment?” I said, careful to use my fingertips instead of my nails. He made the mistake of telling me once that this was worse.
“Okay... okay... hahaha... I promise!” I stopped and sat beside him on the bed. I would have stopped soon anyway, we both knew how much was too much by now. That was a big reason this was always so much fun.
He didn’t waste any time rolling onto his back and pulling me into a hug which felt great, and caused a giggle to bubble up out of me. This kiss that followed was no slouch either. “Mmm... good morning tiger.” I purred, returning his kiss, then laid down beside him.
“That was quite a way to wake up angel.” He said, running a hand through my messy hair. “So what’s on the agenda for today?”
“I’m glad you asked, there’s a list on the fridge. Go ahead and start with breakfast, I’m hungry.” Billy had taught me how to swing my legs in such a way that you could hop right out of bed and land on your feet. It came in handy when I wanted a running start.
Billy threw the covers aside and used the same trick and came after me. He stopped in his tracks when I reminded him he promised to behave. After an exaggerated sigh he got started with chocolate chip pancakes.
We both knew I was only teasing being bossy, and we also both knew there would be some payback.
I didn’t intend to let him do all the chores himself. I folded and put away the laundry while he started dusting. Billy didn’t mind doing laundry but getting him to put it away was different. I was almost finished when I heard the vacuum roar to life. He was making good progress.
I shouldn’t have been too surprised, he’d always rocket through chores so he’d have the whole rest of the day to chill out.
A couple hours later, and the place was spotless. Billy dropped down on the couch, reached over to the record player and turned on his favorite Queen album. Some classic vinyls were our Valentine gifts to each other.
I sat down beside him, and laid my head on his chest, nuzzling a little. He was a little sweaty from housework, but the scent mixed with his Axe body wash that I could still smell from last night was sexy in a way.
“So do you have anything else planned for today?” Billy asked, putting his arm around me.
“You could give me a pedi.” I giggled, holding up my foot. I usually did this while he was at work, but knowing Billy he wouldn’t pass up the opportunity.
“Okay,” he said getting up. “like what do I need to do?”
I told him all the steps, counting on his memory to keep it straight. When it comes to things like this, Billy rememberers everything. You never want to play Trivial Pursuit with him.
Within moments he was sitting in front of me on the beanbag chair taking off my dark blue nail polish. I’d never tried that shade before but after watching football with Billy I became a Cowboys fan.
As I let my feet soak in the lemon water, he kept himself busy massaging my calves. “If you keep this up, I just might have to keep you.” I joked, my head tilted back on the couch. It was like being at a spa.
“Well I’m glad you’re enjoying the demo version. Just wait until we’re married.” He said, making me blush. “The scrub is next right?”
“Yeah I made some earlier.” I said, feeling incredibly relaxed. He dried off my feet, and started rubbing it on.
“Smells like strawberries.” He said, I could hear him sniffing. “So how long do I leave it on?”
“Just a few minutes until it dries, then wipe it off.” Apparently we had different ideas on how to remove it. A few minutes later I felt his tongue on my arch, and it tickled like crazy.
“Hahahahaha! Billy! Hahaha I said wipe it off not lick it off!” I was gripping the couch, it felt like an electric shock going up my legs and I couldn’t move.
“But this way is more fun.” He said, and kept licking, picking up my other foot, holding them together. It was a good thing it was just strawberries and sugar.
“Billllyyyyyyy staahahahahahappp! It tiiickles!” It felt good, too good, my heart was racing. It was like being on a roller coaster.
“Hey, you okay? I was just kidding around.” He said, genuinely concerned.
“Yeah,” I replied, panting a little. “I’m okay just give me a second.”
He must have thought I was mad, in fact it was quite the opposite. Speaking of what he said earlier, “Just wait until we’re married” this was going to have to be something to keep in mind.
After everything else was finished I let him choose a nail polish color. He picked a shade of blue I’d used before that matched my eyes.
After it dried he went to work massaging my feet with my usual cherry lotion. I was in heaven being spoiled like this, and I’m sure he didn’t hate it either. Even before we were dating I’d let him give me a massage during our study sessions. I always felt so relaxed after.
I was almost asleep when I felt a pair of socks being slid onto my feet. He then picked me up off the couch and carried me to my room. I didn’t resist.
“I could get used to this princess treatment.” I said, stretching for a moment.
“It was fun for me too.” Billy replied, laying down beside me. “You’re my princess.”
“And would my handsome prince like a reward for all his hard work?” I looked up at him, biting my lip. He knew by now what that look meant.
“What did you have in mind?” He asked, playfully as if he didn’t know.
I reached into my sock drawer and pulled out one of my stockings, then handed it to him and rolled onto my stomach.
He sat gently on the back of my legs and began tying it around my ankles.
“Mmmmmmrrrrowwwrrrr...” I purred as he pulled off my socks. Quarantine was going to be fun.
I’m also on DeviantArt
https://www.deviantart.com/storyteller678
TMF Together 2019 [emoji486]
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I wish that I had someone like Krista here. 
