tickling games with significant others
In our home we have played some tickling games that involved, at least, informal rules, a winner and a loser. Naturally, when the winner succeeds, his fingers get to relieve much tickle pressure. When the loser gets caught, she gets to laugh about it to the extreme.
One game doesn't happen as often these days, but still does from time to time. We used to paly it all the time. It involves chasing. I chase her around furniture, up and down stairs, and throughout the house.
If the lass in this house, while fleeing a tickling, manages to run to the bedroom, close and lock the door before I catch her, I'm not allowed to tickle until the next day. She is free then to taunt and tease as much as she likes, and I have to take it. Believe me, she gets really smug when I can't tickle. She will make a point of walking around barefoot. She'll parade in front of me, look at me over her shoulder, glance down toward her foot and raise it to tease me with her sole. She will walk around in a halter or tank top and cross her arms above her head and torture me by showing off her armpits. It's deliberate, and Great Caesar's Ghost, it's sexy.
The times when I catch her, though, wow. What is fun is if I manage to get to the bedroom door as she is slamming it, catching it right before it closes. The glorious scream I get on the other side of that door especially as I slowly force it open is really fun.
Another part of the fun is simply the chase. A woman on a mission, dressed in panties, maybe a bra, or just a towel (that's history before she runs ten feet), running as fast as she can, screaming "No fair" or some such... What a sight. You want such games to go on all night.
There are so many ways for a woman to be sexy, I'm not sure whether it's more fun to win or lose these games.
Hiram