Restaurant tickles
Well I had something happen to me a little while ago that certainly fits with the topic of this thread. I had gone out with 5 of my friends to a fancy restaurant, one that had us dressing in some of our favorite and best dresses. We ended up getting a booth at the restaurant and I ended up getting one of the inside seats of the booth. Then we order our food and got our drinks and during this time my feet and legs were pretty tight and soar from being on them all day. So I stretched them out and put my feet on the seat on across from me on the both. My friend sitting across from me of course also noticed this and quickly lifted her leg up and put hers over mine. Then she quickly put her leg down over mines and pinned ankles and feet on the seat right next to her. She then quickly removed my high heels and then wiggled her fingers at me above the table. Frantically I shook my head no but she just looked at my feet and started stroking my feet with her long nails. I couldn’t help but let out a few giggles when she first touched me, luckily my friends joking around and laughing at the time when this happen. With it being a quit fancy restaurant I had to prevent myself from laughing otherwise I’d draw everyone’s attention in the restaurant and that would be real humiliating. I also couldn’t say anything cause it would be embarrassing if my friends found out and they might want to help her out. All I could do was wiggle my toes and feet and concentrate on controlling myself and not laughing as she tickled my feet. As hard as I worked at keeping myself from laughing I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. This got more difficult when the food came since I had to hold in the laughter as well as trying to eat normal. Also had to have conversations while trying not to let on I was being tickled. The worst was when my 4 friends got up to go to the bathroom. This was when she went all out tickling my feet like crazy with both hands. With my friends not here now I could now do whatever it took to keep myself from laughing. I shut my jaw closed tight, covered my mouth with my hand and napkin, grab the edge of the table, closed my eyse tightly shut, and put my head on the table. She also during this time would pull my toes back with one hand and tickle my taught sole, she also grabbed both big toes and pulled them back to tickle between my toes. My friend just kept switching up how she tickled my feet which forced me to let out a few muffled giggles. Have no clue how long she tickled my feet like that til my friends returned, but luckily we got ready to leave after that and I was able to control myself and keep myself from laughing. Later when I got home I discovered she had written something on the bottom of my feet. On one foot she wrote Tickle my Feet and on the other she wrote It makes me Happy. Guess this is why she suggested I walk bare foot back to the car. This happened last weekend and she wrote on my feeet with permanent marker so they the ink is still on my feet.
Well guys tell me what u think, I am pretty sure this fit’s the description of the original topic of this thread. More then happy to try and help this thread out, its one of my favorites.