It was fun playing memory roulette yesterday, let's do it again...............hmmmmm......ha! Ok. Once again, just a little thing.....
This would have been what feels like 2 years ago, but would have been.....2006-2007. Geesh.
Ok.
Anyways, at the time I was working in publishing, working in an office, and I basically worked with two girls in their mid-20s. And one of them, dear friends and gentlehearts, was a bit of a flirt. Specifically with ME, lol.
She was petite, blonde and bold! A take-charge, can-do, very funny, very spirited person. And cute as a button. And you know how cute a button is!
We got along great, right from day one. A quck interesting side note to some of you guys who may feel like you're on the heavy side: this girl ONLY dated fat guys! She joked about it all the time. She was slim and probably about 5'2", 5'3".....but she only dated big guys. So...be encouraged...they're out there!
On the other hand - both her and the other girl we worked with - went, made profiles on Match.com....and within a year, were engaged to lawyers!!!!! Lol! What a coincidence! So......keep that in mind, when this girl gets tickled later in the story, maybe it will give you some satisfaction! Tickling the lawyer's (future) wife! If you've ever had to engage the services of a lawyer, you will share this feeling with me!
The last thing I have to mention.....that will also make alot of guys here think she's the dreamboat of all time.....she was very into feet. Not sexually, (or not that I know of), but she would joke about that too, if we'd be walking down the street, she'd be making commentary sometimes on girl's feet, not their shoes so much, their actual feet...."that girl's got hot feet".....or if guys were wearing sandals or something. She thought it was important that they be clean, groomed and attractive, and that she loved having her feet played with, etc etc....my co-worker, ladies and gentlemen!
She knew she was individualistic and unusual in these respects.....but was completely unapologetic and not self-conscious at all about them. Instead, she was open about it, and it played into a lot of her humor. I liked this girl very much indeed!
After about a year of working there, and going out for drinks afterwards and just being work buddies.....well....there came a time where she presented an opportunity I just couldn't resist.
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It was around Xmas, and we probably had a Xmas party, or maybe we had done a secret Santa thing, or......maybe it was just her own Xmas shopping, I can't remember. But....she had a shopping bag in each hand. She was not wearing a jacket, so.....maybe she had it one of the bags, I can't remember. Anyways, I'm walking her out, and I'm walking behind her.......when it dawns on me.....she can't do anything, she's got a shopping bag in each hand!
So she's prattling away as she's walking in front of me, so I just take my two pointed fingers and *boop* sink them into her side.....she giggles and breaks up through her talking, and flinches a bit, but just keeps talking! So I do it again! Same thing! She's not fazed, mad, doesn't protest, doesn't stay stop.....doesn't stop talking. So I did it on and off a few times on our walk to the elevator.
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After this incident, she became even more comfortable with me, she'd come over my cubicle, and...whatever....rest her hand on my shoulder, or whatever, be touchy.....you don't usually do that in an office. And when we'd go out, she'd hang on me a bit, just little things. I think she even had a boyfriend at this time, so.....it wasn't serious.
Like all girls do, she would kick her shoes off and go around the office barefoot. One day, I had to go over to her station, where she worked. When I got there, she was kneeling on her chair, barefoot, with her soles almost trapped, tucked under the back of the chair, just hanging over. And these girls are talking to me, and I'm almost about to faint.
She calls me over to her computer, because something's not working......so I crouch down next to her/behind her, looking at her screen, trying to see what's wrong. And the screen is frozen or something, or she can't figure it out, I can't remember. Anyways, she's biting on the end of her pen and yadda yadda yadda.....I'm bored, playing it cool, I can't resist though.....I take both of my index fingers (just like before).....and put two quick tickles right down the line of both soles.
Just like before....she giggles, wrinkles her nose, doesn't stop looking at the computer screen or talking......I do it again.....same thing. Now I'm grinning and kind've looking up at her face, which looked beautiful, just looking at the computer screen. So I did it again! Giggle. And a little "stoooooop" under her breath.
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The last time I got her was after I gave my notice. So I had not much to lose, and by this point, she and I are most definitely comfortable with each other. I think I even drunkenly told her I liked her one night, so I'm pretty sure she knew I liked her throughout all of this. And probably LIKED that I liked her.
We were walking down the aisle and for some reason, she said her neck hurt, and I'm almost positive that she asked me to rub her neck. Or maybe I offered. All I know is we ducked into an empty cubicle....and by the way, people are working all around us......and she kneels down, puts her head down on her arms, her long hair fanned out over her head......and I start rubbing her neck and shoulders. "Mmmmmm, yeah, that feels good.....you're good at this...." that kind of thing.....
Well, I can't help it if my hands wander into an electric area, can I?!! A short little eek as I got close to her armpits....a little laugh when I had my hands on her waist.....her head is down, buried in her arms, so she's a bit muffled. By the way, all of her giggles, in all of these stories, was practically the same, a delighted little titter that went upwards in pitch.
But the best part was.....she was wearing really hot office shoes. The bottom of these shoes were so thin, that basically the sides of her soles were exposed, practically hanging out of the shoe.....I'm sure you guys know what I mean. It's unbearable. I mean you can tickle a girl who's standing up, if she's wearing shoes like that. So she's KNEELING.....I didn't even notice them at first, but when I looked down........that's it.
I started to tickle her there.....with both hands, both feet, all fingers....and she'd giggle and titter and shake like a chucklepatch......but never moved. Her head stayed buried in her arms, she stayed in massage position, while i just played with her soles.....stop, go, stop, go........not even trying to massage her anymore, just playing this little game....and she stayed there. I took my finger and went further under, right in the middle. Giggle and shake. She just stayed there and took it.....enjoying it. Isn't that what she was doing? Wasn't she enjoying the attention?
And people HAD to have heard this. On the other hand....maybe everyone had their headphones on!
Never saw her again. Never ever got to go beyond quick tickles. She married the fat lawyer she met on Match, had a baby a year later.....and now lives in my old neighborhood....but paying quadruple the rent for it!!!!
But to me, something about her, she'll always be a bit of a.....tickle princess. 🙂
This would have been what feels like 2 years ago, but would have been.....2006-2007. Geesh.
Ok.
Anyways, at the time I was working in publishing, working in an office, and I basically worked with two girls in their mid-20s. And one of them, dear friends and gentlehearts, was a bit of a flirt. Specifically with ME, lol.
She was petite, blonde and bold! A take-charge, can-do, very funny, very spirited person. And cute as a button. And you know how cute a button is!
We got along great, right from day one. A quck interesting side note to some of you guys who may feel like you're on the heavy side: this girl ONLY dated fat guys! She joked about it all the time. She was slim and probably about 5'2", 5'3".....but she only dated big guys. So...be encouraged...they're out there!
On the other hand - both her and the other girl we worked with - went, made profiles on Match.com....and within a year, were engaged to lawyers!!!!! Lol! What a coincidence! So......keep that in mind, when this girl gets tickled later in the story, maybe it will give you some satisfaction! Tickling the lawyer's (future) wife! If you've ever had to engage the services of a lawyer, you will share this feeling with me!
The last thing I have to mention.....that will also make alot of guys here think she's the dreamboat of all time.....she was very into feet. Not sexually, (or not that I know of), but she would joke about that too, if we'd be walking down the street, she'd be making commentary sometimes on girl's feet, not their shoes so much, their actual feet...."that girl's got hot feet".....or if guys were wearing sandals or something. She thought it was important that they be clean, groomed and attractive, and that she loved having her feet played with, etc etc....my co-worker, ladies and gentlemen!
She knew she was individualistic and unusual in these respects.....but was completely unapologetic and not self-conscious at all about them. Instead, she was open about it, and it played into a lot of her humor. I liked this girl very much indeed!
After about a year of working there, and going out for drinks afterwards and just being work buddies.....well....there came a time where she presented an opportunity I just couldn't resist.
******************
It was around Xmas, and we probably had a Xmas party, or maybe we had done a secret Santa thing, or......maybe it was just her own Xmas shopping, I can't remember. But....she had a shopping bag in each hand. She was not wearing a jacket, so.....maybe she had it one of the bags, I can't remember. Anyways, I'm walking her out, and I'm walking behind her.......when it dawns on me.....she can't do anything, she's got a shopping bag in each hand!
So she's prattling away as she's walking in front of me, so I just take my two pointed fingers and *boop* sink them into her side.....she giggles and breaks up through her talking, and flinches a bit, but just keeps talking! So I do it again! Same thing! She's not fazed, mad, doesn't protest, doesn't stay stop.....doesn't stop talking. So I did it on and off a few times on our walk to the elevator.
**********************
After this incident, she became even more comfortable with me, she'd come over my cubicle, and...whatever....rest her hand on my shoulder, or whatever, be touchy.....you don't usually do that in an office. And when we'd go out, she'd hang on me a bit, just little things. I think she even had a boyfriend at this time, so.....it wasn't serious.
Like all girls do, she would kick her shoes off and go around the office barefoot. One day, I had to go over to her station, where she worked. When I got there, she was kneeling on her chair, barefoot, with her soles almost trapped, tucked under the back of the chair, just hanging over. And these girls are talking to me, and I'm almost about to faint.
She calls me over to her computer, because something's not working......so I crouch down next to her/behind her, looking at her screen, trying to see what's wrong. And the screen is frozen or something, or she can't figure it out, I can't remember. Anyways, she's biting on the end of her pen and yadda yadda yadda.....I'm bored, playing it cool, I can't resist though.....I take both of my index fingers (just like before).....and put two quick tickles right down the line of both soles.
Just like before....she giggles, wrinkles her nose, doesn't stop looking at the computer screen or talking......I do it again.....same thing. Now I'm grinning and kind've looking up at her face, which looked beautiful, just looking at the computer screen. So I did it again! Giggle. And a little "stoooooop" under her breath.
***********
The last time I got her was after I gave my notice. So I had not much to lose, and by this point, she and I are most definitely comfortable with each other. I think I even drunkenly told her I liked her one night, so I'm pretty sure she knew I liked her throughout all of this. And probably LIKED that I liked her.
We were walking down the aisle and for some reason, she said her neck hurt, and I'm almost positive that she asked me to rub her neck. Or maybe I offered. All I know is we ducked into an empty cubicle....and by the way, people are working all around us......and she kneels down, puts her head down on her arms, her long hair fanned out over her head......and I start rubbing her neck and shoulders. "Mmmmmm, yeah, that feels good.....you're good at this...." that kind of thing.....
Well, I can't help it if my hands wander into an electric area, can I?!! A short little eek as I got close to her armpits....a little laugh when I had my hands on her waist.....her head is down, buried in her arms, so she's a bit muffled. By the way, all of her giggles, in all of these stories, was practically the same, a delighted little titter that went upwards in pitch.
But the best part was.....she was wearing really hot office shoes. The bottom of these shoes were so thin, that basically the sides of her soles were exposed, practically hanging out of the shoe.....I'm sure you guys know what I mean. It's unbearable. I mean you can tickle a girl who's standing up, if she's wearing shoes like that. So she's KNEELING.....I didn't even notice them at first, but when I looked down........that's it.
I started to tickle her there.....with both hands, both feet, all fingers....and she'd giggle and titter and shake like a chucklepatch......but never moved. Her head stayed buried in her arms, she stayed in massage position, while i just played with her soles.....stop, go, stop, go........not even trying to massage her anymore, just playing this little game....and she stayed there. I took my finger and went further under, right in the middle. Giggle and shake. She just stayed there and took it.....enjoying it. Isn't that what she was doing? Wasn't she enjoying the attention?
And people HAD to have heard this. On the other hand....maybe everyone had their headphones on!
Never saw her again. Never ever got to go beyond quick tickles. She married the fat lawyer she met on Match, had a baby a year later.....and now lives in my old neighborhood....but paying quadruple the rent for it!!!!
But to me, something about her, she'll always be a bit of a.....tickle princess. 🙂
