As soon as I rushed into the room, I was greeted with the comical sight of Sharon perched on the bed, having jumped up there once she had seen the thing that had terrified her so. Following her gaze, I gave a smirk as I saw the remarkably large bee that was hitting itself against the window and trying to get out of the room. Walking over to the window, I got out the feather duster and guided the bee to where the window was opening, the little creature flying away with a merry buzz as it left.
Sharon visibly sagged with relief as the bee was sent from the room and she hopped off the bed and gave me a hug fit for a hero. "Thank you so much!" she exclaimed.
Unable to resist, I used one hand to pick Sharon's tank top up, exposing her belly, and with my other I tickled her sides gently using the feather duster, brushing the soft plumes lightly against the soft skin of her midriff. Sharon squeaked and began to giggle in a melodically but didn't give up the hug, instead moving her body back slightly to allow greater access to her belly for the feathers.
Resisting the open invitation was incredibly difficult, but I stopped the tickling and Sharon looked at me in a disappointed way, pouting adorably. "We still have work to do, remember?" I asked, bopping her on the nose with the duster. "Don't worry, I'll tickle you when we're finished."
"Oh alright," Sharon sighed as she picked up the rag and polish she'd been using. "We really do need to clean up the mess around here after all."
"Yes, that you made," I responded before putting the feather duster back in my pocket and getting back to work as Sharon stuck her tongue out at me. Thinking about just how I'd get back at her later on, I got to work cleaning the rest of the house as Sharon did her part. Soon, surprisingly, everything was done and in order. I put the vacuum back and sat down in the living room with a sigh of relief. I looked at the clock and was surprised to see that it was only just midday. We must have been working hard.
My thoughts were interrupted by none other than Sharon who came in from the kitchen and handed me a glass of fruit juice and a plate of sandwiches. "A small reward for your help," she explained with a grateful smile. "I really couldn't have done it this fast without you."
"You wouldn't have done it at all without me," I answered before tucking into the food and drink, enjoying the recharge immensely. I felt the feather duster poke in my pocket and grinned as I finished the food. "That reminds me," I said, "weren't we going to do something after we finished?"
Sharon stared at me blankly for a moment before her eyes lit up. "Of course! We were going for a run! Thanks for reminding me!" she said before rushing upstairs to get changed into some running clothes. Like I said, a complete ditz at times.
I felt the feather duster in my hand and wondered whether to get her the moment she came downstairs or go on the run with her. It was a nice day out after all. Soon, I heard Sharon make her way downstairs and resolved to...
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