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I asked Kelly once if she was ticklish and if so, how ticklish was she and were there any secret spots. Of course Kelly being Kelly and I wouldn't have it any other way responded with "That's for me to know and you to find out"! Well, I couldn't let a challenge like that go without a reply so...
Kelly's arrival at the airport was the culmination of a long and awful trip down to see me; a winter storm had almost killed any chance of her getting here. But here she was, very late, beat, tired as hell and yet she was still able to muster the strength to smile when she saw me waiting for her. I grabbed her carryon bag and walked her straight out to my car and left her in the comfort of its heated seats and soft music from the radio while I ran back inside and collected her suitcase from the conveyor.
She didn't protest when I told her that I'd drive back to my place and cook dinner before running her off to bed instead of our customary dinner out, she told me about the flight and how they had to wait almost an hour before landing at her first stop, that her connecting flight was late also and that they almost didn't make it out before they closed the airport. Having been there myself, I knew how tiring it can be and I knew that I was making the right decision to go home, feed her and get her into bed to get some rest.
Dinner was a straight forward affair of meat and potatoes with steamed veggies, something to warm her up, give her a much needed energy boost but not keep her from sleeping. I cleaned up after we were through and pointed her in the direction of the stairs, carrying her bags up with me as she trudged tiredly up the staircase towards the bedroom. Dumping her bags on the floor and went to her, holding gently in my arms while kissing her softly, I told her how much I had missed her while we were apart and that as much as I want to throw her on the bed and ravage her; she was going to get a nice hot shower followed by a warm bed to sleep in.
I slowly proceeded to peel her clothing off one piece at a time, savoring the view as her nude form came into view before guiding her to the shower and once I had the water at a comfortable temperature, put her in and got in with her. Picking up the washcloth and squirting a shot of body wash onto it, I started washing her body, massaging her as I went along carefully working my way over every square inch of her, feeling the tension of a long day of travel melt away under my hands. I teased her slightly to her delight which she gave away with a soft giggle, but I wasn't going there just yet, not tonight. I finished up and shut the water off; stepping out with her I picked up a towel and dried ourselves off and led her back to the bed pulling the covers back and climbing in with her, pulled them up, wrapped an arm around her and kissed her softly before telling her to go to sleep and get some rest.
I woke up early the next morning and somewhere during the night, we had gone from me holding her to her spooned up behind me and an arm wrapped around my chest. I slow extracted myself from her embrace so as not to wake her and went downstairs to make us breakfast. About the time I had finished cooking, I heard the sound of her padding barefoot down the stairs. I greeted her with a cheery "Good Morning" and told her to grab a seat, breakfast was ready.
We sat and ate, and talked about what we wanted to do while she was here and breakfast was soon a memory. I told her that I was working on something new and wanted to show her before we went anywhere and her eyes lit up immediately as she knew that I had something new and devious up my sleeve that she would experience firsthand. "First you have to catch me" she giggled as she jumped up off the couch and ran for the stairs, I dropped the glass I was rinsing out in the sink back into the water and kicked the dishwasher door closed as I took off in pursuit of her. She managed to get a good lead on me and was already upstairs before I could get out of the kitchen.
I don't have a very large house, so there aren't many places to hide for a long time but still I was going to have to clear each room and closet before I found her. Coming up the stairs, I went straight for the bathroom at the top and yanked the shower curtain open to find an empty tub. Next I looked in the closet in my office while trying to keep an eye on the stairs so she couldn't sneak back down them. Finding my office to be empty as well that left my bedroom as the only place left, I walked in and noticed right away that all of the folding doors were closed which I only keep one set closed.