Mary's Feet in Fishnets (The Story)

I was heading home from a few errands and decided to cut down and drive by Mary's place of work. Mary is a long time Family Female friend for those who don't know or are first time readers.

I was shocked to see she was alone so I stopped in to say *HI* and head home and hopefully just see her beautiful feet and maybe a few photos but nothing prepared me for what I was about to see and do!

I walked in with my cup of coffee and she was on the phone and her eyes popped out when I peeked around the corner at her desk.

She put her hand over the phone receiver and whispered," Mike what are you doing here"?

I innocently shrugged my shoulders and sat in the waiting area chairs by her desk and sipped my coffee and waited for her to get off the phone. Finally she did and she asked again what I was doing here and I told her I had some errands to run and just drove by.

I asked her why she kept asking and she responded," No reason, it's just that my boss will be back in about an hour from a meeting and we have to go across town for a meeting with the insurance staff.

I flirtingly asked," Oh is this why you are wearing a dressy top today and dressy jeans. Then she floored me when she actually took off her shoes and held her feet up on the desk and said," See what else I bought and am wearing", and they were black fishnets!

Now maybe you have seem them before but in all my time as a foot lover I never saw any Female wearing them and there they were about 4 feet away from me. She mentioned she had them but never wore them unless it was important cause she said they made the soles of her feet feel weird in heels.

I begged for a few photographs and she kept declining to let me do so. I told her that we had about an hour and that was plenty of time and she responded," It's not the time factor it's the fact that you'll tickle them (her feet) and make me laugh and then I will get all sweaty, my make-up will run and I will be a mess for the meeting.

Hoping that I could get them I quickly went to my truck cause I remembered having a tickle tool that I always forgot to bring in. It is a small, blue back and shoulder massage unit. Perfect for the soles of those with really ticklish feet, like Mary. So I got it, put it in my pocket and came back in.

Mary looked at me and wondered where I went but with nothing to be seen she didn't ask, silly girl.

I then asked again for more photos "I PROMISE, I PROMISE", I begged and she actually turned her chair around and said,"OK bring the other chair up and let me put my feet on it so you can take your *&$##$@ photos"!

I did and as I was getting the chair I was undoing my belt, I was going to teach her another lesson for making me beg. I was going to wrap the belt around her ankles and then hold and/or tie the loose end with my hand or tie it to the chair leg at the bottom.

So as Mary positioned her chair, with her back to me, I quickly slipped off my belt and took the chair and walked around to her desk.

She was wearing crocs as I could see and as she placed her ankles through he bottom of the back rest on the chair I quickly wrapped the belt around her ankles and held the loos end firmly.

She was shocked by this action and demanded that I untie her cause I tricked her but before she could react I quickly tickled her right foot and she went hysterical! I myself couldn't believe how ticklish her feet were in these fishnets cause the fabric isn't as sheer as nylon but these were very effective.

Her feet were so meaty, soft and sweaty and horribly ticklish! She frantically tried to pull away but when she did the belt acted like a hangman's noose and grasped her ankles together and since I was already holding the loose end with my right hand my left hand and all the fingers were free to tickle her feet so I got the tickle tool instead.

I then took that tickle tool, turned it on, and scrambled it into her left foot and she went just as hysterical, laughing and begging for me to stop," HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH OMG! OMG! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT YOU ARE USING? STOP IT IT TICKLES TO MUCH! PLEEEEEEEASE HAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOH STHAHAHAHAHAOP I'M FALLING OF MY HAHAHAHAHAHAQHA CHAIR PLEASE MICHAEL STOP TICKLING MY POOR FEET HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP ANYTHING ANYTHING HAHAHAHAHAH", was what I could make out from her in between her screams and agonizing laughter and begs. This little tickle tool couldn't have come at a better time. I put it down and next I wanted to feel and tickle her feet in these warm, wonderful fishnets with my fingers and actually taste them with my tongue.

After a few torturous minutes for poor Mary and her ticklish feet, I tied the belt around the chair leg and grabbed her right foot and with my teeth gnawed on the ball of her foot. I have never heard any Female yell a scream of loud and maddening laughter like she did when I did that but she did and she was going ballistic by my gnawing on the ball and sole of her feet, I was doing both now, as I held the toes back on each ticklish foot.

She tried every which way to escape the horrible tickling she was getting as I nibbled and gnawed the balls, soles, arches and heels of her ticklish, stockinged feet.

I was totally lost in this in between tickling her and just glaring at the beauty of her feet in these fishnets plus her laughter and begging was music to my ears and it filled the room with magic.

I, stopped when her screams became more hoarse and I could tell she was going to either pass out or go completely insane so after about 10 minutes, with the occasional breaks, I ceased the ticklings.

Before she could say a word, I doubt she could, I don't know what got into my head but I just had to take her sweet, succulent toes and put them in my mouth and I did!

At first she was mad because as she stated in a raspy voice," you got a lot of nerve after what you did to me", but then she put her head back as if she was enjoying it then all of a sudden here came the giggles.

Now I have nibbled and sucked on her toes before but she usually just sat there and liked it sometimes but never giggled but this time the giggles were turning into laughs and then came that begging again. Mary's toes were ticklish to this as well and in these fishnets so I did what I wanted and that was lickled her ticklish toes as she took her other foot and desperately tried to push my mouth away from lickling her toes.

She laughed and begged again," HAHAHAHAHA HEY HEY HEY NOT THE TOES HAHAHANOT THE TOES PLEEEEEEEEASE", but I kept right on doing that and even tickled her feet with my free hand to really tease and torture her good or bad.

Finally it all stopped and as she rested I took some photos of her feet. She even, out of the kindness of her heart, placed her feet on the desk for some photos and in which I took her purple ink pen again and drew on her foot as she talked on the phone.

She frantically tried not to laugh and pull her ticklish foot away. I myself couldn't believe this, she was in total ticklish hell cause this person she was talking to kept on talking and talking and talking and I took the pen and just kept on tickling and tickling and tickling.

Her ticklish foot just kept flexing and writhing and the look on her face trying not to hysterically laugh was one of the most beautiful things I saw. Her eyes watering again, her face turning red and her voice shaking as she tried to talk all this while I used the pen lightly on her ticklish foot and all I wanted to do was write the obvious," MARY HAS VERY TICKLISH FEET", but she kept on writhing, wriggling and flexing that ticklish foot of hers and made this impossible

Well needless to say this day had to end and I won't go into detail about afterwards. After I apologized and begged I did get some more photos of her stockinged feet. She did say to me as I was getting ready to leave," Thanks Mike now I have to redo my face and hair cause of you, just look at me"!

As she headed for the rest room the phone rang and it was her boss. Mary put it on speaker and I heard her boss say tell her that she was running late and wouldn't be there for another 45 minutes or so. I got this evil look in my eyes and Mary got a scred look in hers.

I told her, as I headed for the front door,  that I will let her go this time but next time I won't show her any mercy. She just stared at me angrily and said," OH YEA LIKE YOU WERE SO MERCIFUL TO ME TODAY"!