The Counselor
By: theAZNstr8boi
Hi there, my name is Brodie and I’ve been married to a girl named, Kristy, for about a year now and things have been great so far. We got married a couple years after we graduated from med school and we’ve known each other since high school. I guess you can say we’re high school sweethearts. Well, we do live together and we both work a lot, but we still manage to spend time together. I’m a neurosurgeon and my wife is a pharmacist at Kaiser Permanente. As you can see, our workload can get hectic at times, but I thought we were managing our time pretty well, or so I thought…
My job is pretty demanding most of the time and I get called into work late at night sometimes. I definitely love Kristy a lot, but my work is important to me too. Lately, she’s been telling me that I don’t pay enough attention to her and that I’m married to my job. I mean, it’s true, I do work long hours, but it’s not like it’s all for nothing, you know? One night when I got home late from work around 1am, she was still awake, waiting for me to get home.
“I think we need to talk, Brodie” she said as I sat on our bed wondering what she wanted to talk about.
She said that she was getting fed up with me always coming home late from work and not having enough time to spend time with her. I can’t help that my job demands a lot from me and I work 12-14 hour days. Obviously when I come home, I’m exhausted and all I want to do is crash in bed to get as much sleep as I can before I have to get up early the next day. I didn’t think it would affect her this much and it has her feeling this way.
We kept talking about the issue and she suggested that we see a time management counselor. I thought that was going way over the top and it wasn’t necessary to do that. She was being dead serious and she seemed pretty determined to have us go. So, since I love her so much, I agreed to give it a shot, even though I didn’t want to go through with this.
The next morning, she calls a time management counselor to give us a hand with our relationship. When I got home from work, she told me that our appointment was on Saturday at 10am with a guy named Dr. Keith Johnson. The name sounded vaguely familiar, but I thought nothing of it. I still wasn’t thrilled about going, but if she thinks this’ll help, then I guess I’m all for it.
The rest of the week went by and I still worked long hours and she still wasn’t too happy about it. Saturday finally comes along and I accidentally slept in a little and forgot about our appointment.
“Brodie!!! Wake up right now!!!” she yelled and she started tickling my sides.
“Hahahaheyyy!!! Whahahatt?!?!”
She knows I’m like super ticklish and tickling me is definitely a sure way of getting me out of bed in the morning.
“Uhhh… did you forget about our appointment this morning? Hurry up and get ready, we have like 20 minutes!” and she kept tickling me.
“Ohohohokahahayyyy, I’m sohohohorryyyyy, I’ll gohohohoh geehehet reheheadyyyy!”
We finally left the house and we were on our way to our appointment with the time management counselor. Kristy and I talked about our relationship and us on the way there and to be honest, I still wasn’t happy about doing this.
We pulled up to the parking lot, got out of the car and went into his office building. We checked in at the front desk and waited to be seen. Dr. Keith Johnson came in and greeted us and then we headed into his office. As we sat down, Keith looked more familiar to me for some reason.
“Hey Keith, I have to ask, do I know you from somewhere?
“Well, actually yes, we knew each other back in high school, but I’m guessing you don’t remember me?”
I couldn’t remember him for the life of me. Then, it finally dawned on me that my buddies and I used to pick up him during gym class. We used to give him wedgies, wet willies and tickle him till he peed in this pants. So, seeing this guy after so many years was kind of shock.
“Ohhh Keith! Now I remember who you are, oh man… I’m really sorry about all those times in gym class!”
“Hey, it’s all the past now and I’ve let it go a long time ago.”
Kristy looked confused about what was being said and I told her that I’d tell her about it when we got home. After we caught up so to speak, Keith asked Kristy why she had called him.
“I basically feel that Brodie spends too much time at work then he does at home with me. I mean, I know he can’t help it sometimes, but it’d be nice if we spent more time together and went out here and there. I tried to be very understanding about it, but there’s been several times when we’ve arranged time for us to go out and he got called into work. I may sound selfish right now, but I just want Brodie and I to have more fun in our relationship, you know?” she said as she looked at me in disappointment.
After she was done stating her case, Keith told me to sit in this sort of lounge chair I guess you could call it. It was one of those chairs that the therapist has you sit in to talk about your problems. I thought it was kind of weird that he had it, but I sat in it anyway.
“So Brodie, what do you have to say about what Kristy said?
“I told her before that I couldn’t help that my job is so demanding and hectic. Being a neurosurgeon isn’t easy and I’ve worked really hard to be one. I thought things were going well for us and I didn’t think me working a lot would make her feel this way. Of course I would never intentionally make her feel lonely or not wanted, I love her very much and I’d do anything for her.”
We all continued to talk and it actually was going better than I suspected. All of a sudden, I felt my wrists and ankles being strapped down. The restraints came out of the chair and I had no clue what was going on or what I got myself into.
“Keith! What the heck is going on?! Let me out of this chair!” I yelled and struggled to get free.
“So Kristy, let me tell you what him and his buddies did to me during gym class. They’d give me wedgies, wet willies and would tickle me until I peed in my pants. It definitely wasn’t a pleasant experience considering it happened quite a bit.” He walked near my feet and was pacing back and forth.
Kristy was shocked by what she heard and she had no idea all of this happened to Keith back in high school. I never told her because I just had no reason to. When she heard that I used to tickle him, I knew something was going through her mind.
“Ok Brodie, so what do you think you’ll do to fix your relationship?
I saw him bend down by my feet and slowly removed my right shoe. I started to panic a little and was hoping he wasn’t going to tickle my feet.
“Hey hey! What are you doing?!?! Don’t take off my shoes!!!”
He continued to take off my left shoe as well to reveal my white Nike no show socks. I really started pulling at the restraints and tried to break free. Again, all I could think about was that I hope he wouldnt tickle my feet.
“I asked you a question, what do you think you’ll do to fix your relationship?” and he started to lightly tickle my socked feet.
“Nohohohoho, pleheheease dohohon’t tihihickle my feehheeet!”
I started giggling and I could tell that Kristy loved it too. I’m sure she was just itching to tickle me as well, but luckily she didn’t. I hated being tickled and I could barely handle it and I think that Keith started to realize it too.
“Oh, what’s wrong Brodie? Don’t tell me you’re ticklish, this can’t be good for you right now!” he said in a devious voice as he tickled my feet more and more.
“Keheheheithhh, I’m sohohohoorrryyyy, juhuhust stahahahapp tihihickllinggg myyyy feheheheeeet!!!”
“Answer my question before I make it worse for you!”
“Ohohohohokayyyy, I wihihilll mahahaakkke mohohooorrre tihihiimme fohohorrr Krihihihisstyyy, I prohohoomiissse!”
He kept tickling my feet and I could barely talk, it tickled so badly. I was starting to sweat a little and I was getting more and more nervous being strapped down to his chair. He stopped tickling my feet and went back to sit right next to me.
“Well, I hope for your sake, you’ll be able to make more time for your wife. Oh and by the way, Kristy, you’re right, he is super ticklish!”
“Wait… WHAT?!?! How did you know I was super ticklish already?!” I yelled in a shocking tone.
Sitting quietly in her chair, Kristy chimed in, “I told him Brodie. I told him that maybe if he tickled you that it’d make wake up and realize how much it’s affecting our relationship.”
I couldn’t believe what I heard. She knows how ticklish I am and to let Keith tickle me after I tickled him back in high school, I knew I was in for a rude awakening. This could be his chance to get me back for all the times my buddies and I tortured him in the locker room, I didn’t know what to think.
“Ok Brodie, let’s continue here, how are you going to be able to spend more time with her?”
“N-no-noooo, don’t you dare take off my socks Keith! Just let me go right now!!!”
Of course he didn’t listen to me and he peeled off my socks, one by one. He had this little smirk on his face, as my feet were bare and vulnerable. I began to sweat more knowing what his next move was going to be.
“How are you going to be able to spend time with her???” he then started to wiggle his fingers on my heels and slowly went up towards my arches.
“I cohohhouldd pohohohoossibbbllyy taahahhaakke sohohhhohmmme tihihihimmme ohohohofff wohohohorrrkkkk! Juhuhhuusst pleheheheheassse leheheeaavve myyyy feheheeeet alooonnnnnee!!!”
Keith turned to Kristy and said, “Do you think he’s willing to put in more effort or does he still need to learn the consequences of him not being around?”
“I think he needs to learn a little bit more Keith!” she got up out of her chair and stood behind me.
When I saw her get up and stand behind me, I was definitely VERY nervous at this point because I know she knows how ticklish my upper body is. I mean, she tickles me almost every morning and now that Keith is here too, I was basically screwed.
“So hunny, you’ll take some time off of work for me right?” and then she dug her fingers into my sides, tickling me like crazy.
“HAHAHAHAHA YEHEHEEESSSSS, I WIHIHIIILLLL! PLEHEHEHAASSE NOHOHOHOOO!!! DOHOHOHONN’TT TIHIHIHICKKLLE MYYYYY SIHIHIHIDDDESS!!!”
This was torture! I had no choice but to sit there and endure whatever tickle torture I was going to be put through. I’m sure Keith was enjoying every second of this, seeing me go crazy and laughing my head off. I couldn’t breathe, she was tickling my sides like no other and I knew she loved the fact that she could do this to me. As I was laughing so hard, I noticed Keith get up out of his chair and walked right over to my feet again…
“KEHEHEITHHH GEHHEHHEEET AWAHAHAHAWAYY FROHOHOHMMM MYYYYYY FEEEEHEEHEETTT! LEHEHEHEEETT MEEHEHEH GOHOHOOHOHOOO!” I begged and pleaded like never before.
“Brodie, I think Kristy was right, you do need to learn your lesson just a tad bit more.” He then dug his fingers under my toes and I went ballistic.
“OHOHOHOHOOO MYYYYYY GOHOHOHOHOSSHHHH! NOHOHOHOHO, NOHOHOHOHOTTT THEHEHEHERRRE!!! STAHAHAHAHAPPP, MYY SIHIHIHHIIDDES, MYYY FEHEHEHEETT!!! HAHAHAHAHHEHEHEEHE”
I couldn’t take much more of this! Having BOTH my feet and sides tickled at the same time, it was the worst. I was sweating like a pig and I was running out of breath and all I could do was laugh, laugh and laugh some more. Kristy and Keith wouldn’t let up and they kept hitting all my sweet spots on my feet and sides. It’s like they were a tickle tag team and wanted to see me go through tickle hell or something, which was pretty much what I was in.
Kristy continued to tickle up and down my sides, my ribs, my belly and my pits like crazy. “So babe, you promise to make this work?”
“I AHAHALLREHEHEHEADDYYY SAHAHAHAIIID YEHEHEHHESSS!!! HHEHEHEHEHAHHAHAHEHEHE I MIHIHIHIHIHGGHHHT PAHAHAHAAASSSS OUHUHHUHUHUTTT, STAHAHAAHEHEAAAPPP!”
“MYYY RIHIHIHIBBBSS, MY BEHEEHEHELLLLLYYYY, MY PIHIHIHIHIITTSSS! BAHAHAAHEHEHEHAHAHAHA”
“I seriously didn’t know he was THIS ticklish! If I did, I might’ve gotten a little revenge back in high school, but I guess better late than ever!” he attacked all over my poor, helpless, sensitive feet, covering every inch of them.
“GUHUHUHHUUYYYSS HEHEEHHAHAHAHAHHA I PROHOHOHOHOMIIHIHIHISSSE TOHOHOHOO SPEHEHEHENNNDD MOHOHOHOOHOORE TIHIHIHIIIMME WIHIHIHIIIITTHHH HEHEHERRR! HEHEHEHEHHHEHEHE” I screamed at the top of my lungs as tears rolled down my face and my body was covered in sweat.
Next thing you know, the worst thing happened to me. It tickled so much that I ended up peeing my pants. To Keith’s enjoyment, he couldn’t believe that I actually peed in my pants from being severely tickled. They both stopped tickling me and I was trying so hard to catch my breath, I was panting from exhaustion.
“Oh wow… I didn’t think that his would happen…” he said in a jokingly voice and he chuckled under his breath.
“Th-thi-this isn’t funny Keith! Y-yo-you knew how ticklish I am and you put me through tickle hell man!”
“Babe, we’re sorry! I thought it’d be kinda fun for us to tickle you. I know it is for me and obviously it was for Brodie too. We didn’t mean any harm by it at all, we just wanted to help you.” She said in a soft voice, trying to make the situation better than it really was.
“I’m sorry Brodie, I didn’t mean for it to go this far, but I guess we can call it even now?”
I was still panting from all the tickling that happened and I guess I can’t be completely mad at Keith. I mean, after all, he did get his chance to finally tickle torture me and in a way, it did get me to cooperate with my wife. I just wasn’t too happy about my pants being soaked. I finally got unlocked from his little devious chair of his and Kristy had to help me stand up, I was feeling pretty weak, due to all the tickling.
Keith put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Look, since this got a little out of hand, this session is on me. I hope things will get better between you and Kristy. Just be the good husband that she knows and loves and hopefully you won’t have to be back here again because if you do, we may have to do this again to you, haha”
“Yeah yeah, I got it. I’ll make sure I spend more time with her and make it work. I definitely don’t want to get tickled like this ever again in my life!” I said as I laughed out loud.
We both shook hands and Kristy give him a hug and we left to go home. I let her drive for obviously reasons and talked about what happened in the car.
“So hunny, you’re not mad, are you?
“No babe, I’m not mad. I mean, I’m sure you and Keith had a blast tickling me to the point where I peed in my pants. It wasn’t the best experience of my life, but I guess it could’ve been worse. I definitely will make more time for you though and I’ll be a better husband.”
When we got home, I changed into different boxers and threw some shorts on. It felt nice to have dry underwear on. I laid in bed to take a little nap, but Kristy felt a little playful.
She started poking at my ribs, “Aww, you’re tired eh?”
“Hahahaheyy! I cahahan’t tahaake ahahnymohohore bahahabe!”
“Ok ok, I’ll let you take your nap and I’ll be in the living room reading”
She left our bedroom to go read and it felt amazing to lie down in our nice comfy bed to nap. I just hope I won’t find myself tied to the bed when I wake up.
My job is pretty demanding most of the time and I get called into work late at night sometimes. I definitely love Kristy a lot, but my work is important to me too. Lately, she’s been telling me that I don’t pay enough attention to her and that I’m married to my job. I mean, it’s true, I do work long hours, but it’s not like it’s all for nothing, you know? One night when I got home late from work around 1am, she was still awake, waiting for me to get home.
“I think we need to talk, Brodie” she said as I sat on our bed wondering what she wanted to talk about.
She said that she was getting fed up with me always coming home late from work and not having enough time to spend time with her. I can’t help that my job demands a lot from me and I work 12-14 hour days. Obviously when I come home, I’m exhausted and all I want to do is crash in bed to get as much sleep as I can before I have to get up early the next day. I didn’t think it would affect her this much and it has her feeling this way.
We kept talking about the issue and she suggested that we see a time management counselor. I thought that was going way over the top and it wasn’t necessary to do that. She was being dead serious and she seemed pretty determined to have us go. So, since I love her so much, I agreed to give it a shot, even though I didn’t want to go through with this.
The next morning, she calls a time management counselor to give us a hand with our relationship. When I got home from work, she told me that our appointment was on Saturday at 10am with a guy named Dr. Keith Johnson. The name sounded vaguely familiar, but I thought nothing of it. I still wasn’t thrilled about going, but if she thinks this’ll help, then I guess I’m all for it.
The rest of the week went by and I still worked long hours and she still wasn’t too happy about it. Saturday finally comes along and I accidentally slept in a little and forgot about our appointment.
“Brodie!!! Wake up right now!!!” she yelled and she started tickling my sides.
“Hahahaheyyy!!! Whahahatt?!?!”
She knows I’m like super ticklish and tickling me is definitely a sure way of getting me out of bed in the morning.
“Uhhh… did you forget about our appointment this morning? Hurry up and get ready, we have like 20 minutes!” and she kept tickling me.
“Ohohohokahahayyyy, I’m sohohohorryyyyy, I’ll gohohohoh geehehet reheheadyyyy!”
We finally left the house and we were on our way to our appointment with the time management counselor. Kristy and I talked about our relationship and us on the way there and to be honest, I still wasn’t happy about doing this.
We pulled up to the parking lot, got out of the car and went into his office building. We checked in at the front desk and waited to be seen. Dr. Keith Johnson came in and greeted us and then we headed into his office. As we sat down, Keith looked more familiar to me for some reason.
“Hey Keith, I have to ask, do I know you from somewhere?
“Well, actually yes, we knew each other back in high school, but I’m guessing you don’t remember me?”
I couldn’t remember him for the life of me. Then, it finally dawned on me that my buddies and I used to pick up him during gym class. We used to give him wedgies, wet willies and tickle him till he peed in this pants. So, seeing this guy after so many years was kind of shock.
“Ohhh Keith! Now I remember who you are, oh man… I’m really sorry about all those times in gym class!”
“Hey, it’s all the past now and I’ve let it go a long time ago.”
Kristy looked confused about what was being said and I told her that I’d tell her about it when we got home. After we caught up so to speak, Keith asked Kristy why she had called him.
“I basically feel that Brodie spends too much time at work then he does at home with me. I mean, I know he can’t help it sometimes, but it’d be nice if we spent more time together and went out here and there. I tried to be very understanding about it, but there’s been several times when we’ve arranged time for us to go out and he got called into work. I may sound selfish right now, but I just want Brodie and I to have more fun in our relationship, you know?” she said as she looked at me in disappointment.
After she was done stating her case, Keith told me to sit in this sort of lounge chair I guess you could call it. It was one of those chairs that the therapist has you sit in to talk about your problems. I thought it was kind of weird that he had it, but I sat in it anyway.
“So Brodie, what do you have to say about what Kristy said?
“I told her before that I couldn’t help that my job is so demanding and hectic. Being a neurosurgeon isn’t easy and I’ve worked really hard to be one. I thought things were going well for us and I didn’t think me working a lot would make her feel this way. Of course I would never intentionally make her feel lonely or not wanted, I love her very much and I’d do anything for her.”
We all continued to talk and it actually was going better than I suspected. All of a sudden, I felt my wrists and ankles being strapped down. The restraints came out of the chair and I had no clue what was going on or what I got myself into.
“Keith! What the heck is going on?! Let me out of this chair!” I yelled and struggled to get free.
“So Kristy, let me tell you what him and his buddies did to me during gym class. They’d give me wedgies, wet willies and would tickle me until I peed in my pants. It definitely wasn’t a pleasant experience considering it happened quite a bit.” He walked near my feet and was pacing back and forth.
Kristy was shocked by what she heard and she had no idea all of this happened to Keith back in high school. I never told her because I just had no reason to. When she heard that I used to tickle him, I knew something was going through her mind.
“Ok Brodie, so what do you think you’ll do to fix your relationship?
I saw him bend down by my feet and slowly removed my right shoe. I started to panic a little and was hoping he wasn’t going to tickle my feet.
“Hey hey! What are you doing?!?! Don’t take off my shoes!!!”
He continued to take off my left shoe as well to reveal my white Nike no show socks. I really started pulling at the restraints and tried to break free. Again, all I could think about was that I hope he wouldnt tickle my feet.
“I asked you a question, what do you think you’ll do to fix your relationship?” and he started to lightly tickle my socked feet.
“Nohohohoho, pleheheease dohohon’t tihihickle my feehheeet!”
I started giggling and I could tell that Kristy loved it too. I’m sure she was just itching to tickle me as well, but luckily she didn’t. I hated being tickled and I could barely handle it and I think that Keith started to realize it too.
“Oh, what’s wrong Brodie? Don’t tell me you’re ticklish, this can’t be good for you right now!” he said in a devious voice as he tickled my feet more and more.
“Keheheheithhh, I’m sohohohoorrryyyy, juhuhust stahahahapp tihihickllinggg myyyy feheheheeeet!!!”
“Answer my question before I make it worse for you!”
“Ohohohohokayyyy, I wihihilll mahahaakkke mohohooorrre tihihiimme fohohorrr Krihihihisstyyy, I prohohoomiissse!”
He kept tickling my feet and I could barely talk, it tickled so badly. I was starting to sweat a little and I was getting more and more nervous being strapped down to his chair. He stopped tickling my feet and went back to sit right next to me.
“Well, I hope for your sake, you’ll be able to make more time for your wife. Oh and by the way, Kristy, you’re right, he is super ticklish!”
“Wait… WHAT?!?! How did you know I was super ticklish already?!” I yelled in a shocking tone.
Sitting quietly in her chair, Kristy chimed in, “I told him Brodie. I told him that maybe if he tickled you that it’d make wake up and realize how much it’s affecting our relationship.”
I couldn’t believe what I heard. She knows how ticklish I am and to let Keith tickle me after I tickled him back in high school, I knew I was in for a rude awakening. This could be his chance to get me back for all the times my buddies and I tortured him in the locker room, I didn’t know what to think.
“Ok Brodie, let’s continue here, how are you going to be able to spend more time with her?”
“N-no-noooo, don’t you dare take off my socks Keith! Just let me go right now!!!”
Of course he didn’t listen to me and he peeled off my socks, one by one. He had this little smirk on his face, as my feet were bare and vulnerable. I began to sweat more knowing what his next move was going to be.
“How are you going to be able to spend time with her???” he then started to wiggle his fingers on my heels and slowly went up towards my arches.
“I cohohhouldd pohohohoossibbbllyy taahahhaakke sohohhhohmmme tihihihimmme ohohohofff wohohohorrrkkkk! Juhuhhuusst pleheheheheassse leheheeaavve myyyy feheheeeet alooonnnnnee!!!”
Keith turned to Kristy and said, “Do you think he’s willing to put in more effort or does he still need to learn the consequences of him not being around?”
“I think he needs to learn a little bit more Keith!” she got up out of her chair and stood behind me.
When I saw her get up and stand behind me, I was definitely VERY nervous at this point because I know she knows how ticklish my upper body is. I mean, she tickles me almost every morning and now that Keith is here too, I was basically screwed.
“So hunny, you’ll take some time off of work for me right?” and then she dug her fingers into my sides, tickling me like crazy.
“HAHAHAHAHA YEHEHEEESSSSS, I WIHIHIIILLLL! PLEHEHEHAASSE NOHOHOHOOO!!! DOHOHOHONN’TT TIHIHIHICKKLLE MYYYYY SIHIHIHIDDDESS!!!”
This was torture! I had no choice but to sit there and endure whatever tickle torture I was going to be put through. I’m sure Keith was enjoying every second of this, seeing me go crazy and laughing my head off. I couldn’t breathe, she was tickling my sides like no other and I knew she loved the fact that she could do this to me. As I was laughing so hard, I noticed Keith get up out of his chair and walked right over to my feet again…
“KEHEHEITHHH GEHHEHHEEET AWAHAHAHAWAYY FROHOHOHMMM MYYYYYY FEEEEHEEHEETTT! LEHEHEHEEETT MEEHEHEH GOHOHOOHOHOOO!” I begged and pleaded like never before.
“Brodie, I think Kristy was right, you do need to learn your lesson just a tad bit more.” He then dug his fingers under my toes and I went ballistic.
“OHOHOHOHOOO MYYYYYY GOHOHOHOHOSSHHHH! NOHOHOHOHO, NOHOHOHOHOTTT THEHEHEHERRRE!!! STAHAHAHAHAPPP, MYY SIHIHIHHIIDDES, MYYY FEHEHEHEETT!!! HAHAHAHAHHEHEHEEHE”
I couldn’t take much more of this! Having BOTH my feet and sides tickled at the same time, it was the worst. I was sweating like a pig and I was running out of breath and all I could do was laugh, laugh and laugh some more. Kristy and Keith wouldn’t let up and they kept hitting all my sweet spots on my feet and sides. It’s like they were a tickle tag team and wanted to see me go through tickle hell or something, which was pretty much what I was in.
Kristy continued to tickle up and down my sides, my ribs, my belly and my pits like crazy. “So babe, you promise to make this work?”
“I AHAHALLREHEHEHEADDYYY SAHAHAHAIIID YEHEHEHHESSS!!! HHEHEHEHEHAHHAHAHEHEHE I MIHIHIHIHIHGGHHHT PAHAHAHAAASSSS OUHUHHUHUHUTTT, STAHAHAAHEHEAAAPPP!”
“MYYY RIHIHIHIBBBSS, MY BEHEEHEHELLLLLYYYY, MY PIHIHIHIHIITTSSS! BAHAHAAHEHEHEHAHAHAHA”
“I seriously didn’t know he was THIS ticklish! If I did, I might’ve gotten a little revenge back in high school, but I guess better late than ever!” he attacked all over my poor, helpless, sensitive feet, covering every inch of them.
“GUHUHUHHUUYYYSS HEHEEHHAHAHAHAHHA I PROHOHOHOHOMIIHIHIHISSSE TOHOHOHOO SPEHEHEHENNNDD MOHOHOHOOHOORE TIHIHIHIIIMME WIHIHIHIIIITTHHH HEHEHERRR! HEHEHEHEHHHEHEHE” I screamed at the top of my lungs as tears rolled down my face and my body was covered in sweat.
Next thing you know, the worst thing happened to me. It tickled so much that I ended up peeing my pants. To Keith’s enjoyment, he couldn’t believe that I actually peed in my pants from being severely tickled. They both stopped tickling me and I was trying so hard to catch my breath, I was panting from exhaustion.
“Oh wow… I didn’t think that his would happen…” he said in a jokingly voice and he chuckled under his breath.
“Th-thi-this isn’t funny Keith! Y-yo-you knew how ticklish I am and you put me through tickle hell man!”
“Babe, we’re sorry! I thought it’d be kinda fun for us to tickle you. I know it is for me and obviously it was for Brodie too. We didn’t mean any harm by it at all, we just wanted to help you.” She said in a soft voice, trying to make the situation better than it really was.
“I’m sorry Brodie, I didn’t mean for it to go this far, but I guess we can call it even now?”
I was still panting from all the tickling that happened and I guess I can’t be completely mad at Keith. I mean, after all, he did get his chance to finally tickle torture me and in a way, it did get me to cooperate with my wife. I just wasn’t too happy about my pants being soaked. I finally got unlocked from his little devious chair of his and Kristy had to help me stand up, I was feeling pretty weak, due to all the tickling.
Keith put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Look, since this got a little out of hand, this session is on me. I hope things will get better between you and Kristy. Just be the good husband that she knows and loves and hopefully you won’t have to be back here again because if you do, we may have to do this again to you, haha”
“Yeah yeah, I got it. I’ll make sure I spend more time with her and make it work. I definitely don’t want to get tickled like this ever again in my life!” I said as I laughed out loud.
We both shook hands and Kristy give him a hug and we left to go home. I let her drive for obviously reasons and talked about what happened in the car.
“So hunny, you’re not mad, are you?
“No babe, I’m not mad. I mean, I’m sure you and Keith had a blast tickling me to the point where I peed in my pants. It wasn’t the best experience of my life, but I guess it could’ve been worse. I definitely will make more time for you though and I’ll be a better husband.”
When we got home, I changed into different boxers and threw some shorts on. It felt nice to have dry underwear on. I laid in bed to take a little nap, but Kristy felt a little playful.
She started poking at my ribs, “Aww, you’re tired eh?”
“Hahahaheyy! I cahahan’t tahaake ahahnymohohore bahahabe!”
“Ok ok, I’ll let you take your nap and I’ll be in the living room reading”
She left our bedroom to go read and it felt amazing to lie down in our nice comfy bed to nap. I just hope I won’t find myself tied to the bed when I wake up.