It all started many summers ago. I was 19, She was probably 25 or 26 years old. We knew each other for the last few years. Actually, the families were known to each other well as we happened to be next door neighbours.
Let's say her name was 'S'.
We were good friends and used to play and spend time together. A lot of games that young people played in those days. We would play hide and seek, badminton and many other games together. I was fond of tickling her as she used to jump at the mention of tickling and it was a game I used to play often with her to keep her under control. I never realised that the same game would one day make me loose all control that I desired and that she will be the one in control of things, yes all things including me.
It so happened, that my parents had to leave town for a few days as there was some issue in our extended family in another town. I couldn't have accompanied them as I had studies and also my parents weren't sure how much time it would take for them to sort the family issue out. Also, I was not involved or concerned with the issue at all. So as they were preparing to leave me back at home, their one worry was, how would I live all by myself. This was something that had never happened in my life earlier and my parents would hear nothing from me when I told them that I was quite capable of managing things on my own.
This is where our neighbours stepped in. Essentially S and her mother. Now, my parents were pretty fond of S as they missed having a daughter of their own and then, when she and her mother promised to look after me it was all settled that I could live for next 10-15 days alone at my own house under the supervision of S and her mother, essentially S's mother. The arrangement was that I will either have food at S's house or they will provide me here and S's older brother, who was in his early thirties would sleep over with me at my house in the night so that I don't have to alone at home for the night. S's older brother was a nice bloke, worked a corporate job, was always good to me but was a guy of his own will and enjoyed life to the full. I didn't mind him spending the night at my place with him. Also, he was far senior to me in age and we never spoke on many issues as he kept the elder bro attitude towards me.
So with all arrangements settled, my parents departed happily to sort out the family issue to our relatives home that evening.
Things moved smoothly for the first two days and nights as I would go over to either S's house for having my meals or she would come over and we would have our meal together which was always cooked lovingly by her mother and she used to bring over. Her brother would come late in the night and sleep over in my parent's bedroom while I would study and sleep in my room.
Things changed on the third night when S's brother decided to go out with his colleagues after work and then decided to sleep over at a friends place and then leave for the weekend in the morning with his friends out of town. No amount of pleading from S's mom worked as regards her commitment to my parents as he would not listen to his mother. This created a problem as to who would come to sleep over with me in the night. I clearly opted for being left alone as I once again said I was fully capable of taking care of myself under all circumstances, but auntie (S's mother) would have none of it.
That's when S volunteered to spend the night at my place with me.
Auntie gave the proposal a thought. I kept nodding my head in negative as it was something that was not required. Finally, auntie agreed to S's proposal and lo and behold, I had a new baby sitter for the night for me, my dear friend S. All this while I had thought that while S was nearly 6 years older than me, it was I who was the guardian here. Little did I realise that the tables had turned on me, or soon they were going to eventually.
So post dinner, myself and S retired to our house, I went into my room and S just followed me there. S was quite used to coming to my room unlike her elder brother and so she probably thought it was normal. Also, she didn't knew that for the last two nights me and her elder brother were sleeping in different rooms. I offered her my parents bedroom but she immediately denied saying she was more comfortable in my room. My room had a large queen size bed. I think it was big enough to accommodate both of us, but then, I hadn't ever slept with another adult in my bed, so I was quite unaware of the experience that it would create.
Nevertheless, me and S started to talk as none of us were sleepy at that point of time. S started to fiddle with things on my study table, when I realised that under the books I had carelessly hidden my girlie magazine, as I was not worried of anyone discovering it as I was all by myself these days. But now I was in some real danger and I had to do something quick. I needed to distract S away from my desk. I tried pointing her out a couple of new poster that I had put up in my room but she wasn't interested a bit in sports related stuff. She continued to shuffle through the books on my study table and I then offered her to go to kitchen together to get water for the night. She answered that we shall do it in sometime. Running out of patience I literally pulled her away from the study desk which quite shocked her. That she should not think this to be a tactic to pull her away from seeing something that she shouldn't was quite obvious and she immediately turned towards the desk again. That's when my quick thinking worked and I began my tickling game. Yes, the same game with which I was always able to control S.
As S walked back to my study, I moved from behind and started to tickle her around her waist and under arms and in the process begin to pull her back. My aim was not to allow her to turn and get her under my control and move away from the table. I thus also also started moving backwards in a manner wherein I was able to pull S along with me. S began to struggle, but she had been taken in from behind in a surprise move and she wasn't able to do much but to shriek and shout at me to leave her or it wouldn't be nice. I was delighted and laughing at my success that I didn't realise when I moved so far behind that both me and S fell on the bed. I fell on my back and S on top of me, of course with her back towards me. However, despite the fall, I continued to tickle S who now was wriggling all over me as we were both on the bed with S on top of me.