This is another chapter in the saga of workplace tickle stories, focusing on my beautiful, ticklish friend, Lacey.
Let me begin this story with a brief, but detailed description of Lacey. Lacey is about five feet tall in her barefeet, with dark, flowing, curly brown hair, about shoulder length. Her feet are a size 5 1/2,
with lovely, cute toes! She is of Italian descent, and has dark brown eyes, with dark olive skin tone. Her eyes are like a fawn's, big and dreamy, and her smile will bring a silver lining to any dark cloud. She has a great figure for someone in her early 40's (she looks 30!!), and runs regularly to stay fit. That is how we get to this episode.
One afternoon, at the end of the business day, I noticed that Lacey had changed from her normal attire into some jogging clothes. I asked her where she was going all suited up. She stated that she was going to a local park with a fitness track, and that maybe I should join her. I wasn't really prepared to join her, but I told her that you never know what might happen and that maybe I'd show up.
That being said, I made an effort to drive over to the fitness track about an hour later. This would give her plenty of time to exercise, I figured, without my interrupting. I stopped along the way at a convenience store and picked up a few bottles of ice cold spring water, just in case she needed refreshment. It's a good thing I did because she was completely exhausted and thirsty when I pulled up next to her vehicle. Lacey was a little surprised that I actually showed up, but I reminded her of our earlier conversation and of my intention to try and meet her. She was also very grateful for the cold spring water, and said it was very thoughtful.
We sat in Lacey's SUV for a few minutes while she caught her breath and relaxed. We chatted about how nice it was here at night, and that hardly anyone was out tonight. Then she loosened her shoelaces and started to remove her jogging shoes. Lacey said that she didn't want to drive home with her socks all wet from perspiration, and that she wanted to change into some fresh socks. With that, I suggested that we do more than just put on some fresh socks. She then asked me what did I have in mind, and I quickly pulled out one of those ice cold bottles of spring water to bathe her hot and sweaty feet. Before she could say anything, I took off her socks and placed her feet in my lap with a towel under them. Then I poured the cold spring water onto another towel and started to wash her feet. She was really enjoying this (as was I!) and commented on how refreshing her feet were feeling already. With the cold water and the cool breeze blowing through the open window, she kept telling me how nice her feet felt and how much she really appreciated me bathing her feet like this. I said it was my pleasure, and then I placed a little kiss on her right instep. She seemed very receptive to this, and I then kissed her on her left instep. Then I got a little bolder, and started to kiss her on her toes. Lacey then began to make that "eep" sound again, and I stopped. She stared at me and said nothing. I just looked back at her, and then continued to kiss her toes and run my tongue underneath them. She then threw her head back and started to purr like a kitten! I took her right foot close to my mouth and started to kiss and lick it all over. She responded with a few moans of gratitude and pleasure. My tongue was circling all around each of her toes, from the littlest one to the biggest, and licking each crevase in between. Then I started licking her sole, from her heel to her toes, and then back again. This must have tickled her quite a bit because she started laughing and tried to pull her foot away. I would have none of that and I started to nibble on her heel. She then started to giggle more loudly, but I nonetheless continued. When I finished with her right foot, I began to do the same with her left foot. All the while, her head was thrown back. She would occasionally open her eyes and look my way, and then throw her head back against the headrest. My avarice for her feet was going full force when I started sucking on her big toe. Well, that must have been the trigger, because Lacey started screaming Oh My God-Oh My God-OHH MYYY GODDD!!! I sucked on her toes for what seemed like an eternity, and she came early and often. After she came repeatedly, she claimed she couldn't take it any more and that I needed to stop. I heeded her request, and finished bathing her feet with a moist towelette. Lacey calmed down after a few minutes, and said that no one had ever sucked on her toes like that before. She confessed that this was the most intensive experience that she ever had, and that she lost count how many times she actually came. I told her I lost count, too, but that I really wasn't trying to keep score. She laughed, and suggested jokingly that I was trying to kill her! I then responded, "Not a chance. I'm having too much fun with you to do that!"
After she was completely (well, almost) back to normal, I put the fresh socks on her, and placed her jogging shoes back on her feet, lacing them up for her. I patted them, and asked her how they felt. She responded, "They feel wonderful! Never better!" With that, we said goodnight to each other, and said we'd talk again in the morning, keeping this foot bath between us.
Let me begin this story with a brief, but detailed description of Lacey. Lacey is about five feet tall in her barefeet, with dark, flowing, curly brown hair, about shoulder length. Her feet are a size 5 1/2,
with lovely, cute toes! She is of Italian descent, and has dark brown eyes, with dark olive skin tone. Her eyes are like a fawn's, big and dreamy, and her smile will bring a silver lining to any dark cloud. She has a great figure for someone in her early 40's (she looks 30!!), and runs regularly to stay fit. That is how we get to this episode.
One afternoon, at the end of the business day, I noticed that Lacey had changed from her normal attire into some jogging clothes. I asked her where she was going all suited up. She stated that she was going to a local park with a fitness track, and that maybe I should join her. I wasn't really prepared to join her, but I told her that you never know what might happen and that maybe I'd show up.
That being said, I made an effort to drive over to the fitness track about an hour later. This would give her plenty of time to exercise, I figured, without my interrupting. I stopped along the way at a convenience store and picked up a few bottles of ice cold spring water, just in case she needed refreshment. It's a good thing I did because she was completely exhausted and thirsty when I pulled up next to her vehicle. Lacey was a little surprised that I actually showed up, but I reminded her of our earlier conversation and of my intention to try and meet her. She was also very grateful for the cold spring water, and said it was very thoughtful.
We sat in Lacey's SUV for a few minutes while she caught her breath and relaxed. We chatted about how nice it was here at night, and that hardly anyone was out tonight. Then she loosened her shoelaces and started to remove her jogging shoes. Lacey said that she didn't want to drive home with her socks all wet from perspiration, and that she wanted to change into some fresh socks. With that, I suggested that we do more than just put on some fresh socks. She then asked me what did I have in mind, and I quickly pulled out one of those ice cold bottles of spring water to bathe her hot and sweaty feet. Before she could say anything, I took off her socks and placed her feet in my lap with a towel under them. Then I poured the cold spring water onto another towel and started to wash her feet. She was really enjoying this (as was I!) and commented on how refreshing her feet were feeling already. With the cold water and the cool breeze blowing through the open window, she kept telling me how nice her feet felt and how much she really appreciated me bathing her feet like this. I said it was my pleasure, and then I placed a little kiss on her right instep. She seemed very receptive to this, and I then kissed her on her left instep. Then I got a little bolder, and started to kiss her on her toes. Lacey then began to make that "eep" sound again, and I stopped. She stared at me and said nothing. I just looked back at her, and then continued to kiss her toes and run my tongue underneath them. She then threw her head back and started to purr like a kitten! I took her right foot close to my mouth and started to kiss and lick it all over. She responded with a few moans of gratitude and pleasure. My tongue was circling all around each of her toes, from the littlest one to the biggest, and licking each crevase in between. Then I started licking her sole, from her heel to her toes, and then back again. This must have tickled her quite a bit because she started laughing and tried to pull her foot away. I would have none of that and I started to nibble on her heel. She then started to giggle more loudly, but I nonetheless continued. When I finished with her right foot, I began to do the same with her left foot. All the while, her head was thrown back. She would occasionally open her eyes and look my way, and then throw her head back against the headrest. My avarice for her feet was going full force when I started sucking on her big toe. Well, that must have been the trigger, because Lacey started screaming Oh My God-Oh My God-OHH MYYY GODDD!!! I sucked on her toes for what seemed like an eternity, and she came early and often. After she came repeatedly, she claimed she couldn't take it any more and that I needed to stop. I heeded her request, and finished bathing her feet with a moist towelette. Lacey calmed down after a few minutes, and said that no one had ever sucked on her toes like that before. She confessed that this was the most intensive experience that she ever had, and that she lost count how many times she actually came. I told her I lost count, too, but that I really wasn't trying to keep score. She laughed, and suggested jokingly that I was trying to kill her! I then responded, "Not a chance. I'm having too much fun with you to do that!"
After she was completely (well, almost) back to normal, I put the fresh socks on her, and placed her jogging shoes back on her feet, lacing them up for her. I patted them, and asked her how they felt. She responded, "They feel wonderful! Never better!" With that, we said goodnight to each other, and said we'd talk again in the morning, keeping this foot bath between us.
