Overboard

Author – Kevin

When I was visiting a friend in Port Moresby, Papua,New Guinea, I met two teachers, man and wife, who owned a 60ft 2 masted sailing ketch. They told me that in the school holidays they were going to sail it down to Sydney, where I live. They said they would contact me when they arrived, which they did. They invited me to dinner on board with them and there was going to be a party on board afterwards. I arrived at the harbour  as arranged, but I hadn’t thought about not being able to wear street shoes on board so I had to take my loafers off and be in socks. After dinner a lot of people arrived and of course everyone had to take shoes off. So there was an area up on the deck at the bow full of shoes of all kinds. The party continued until after midnight and as people were starting to leave one guy was really drunk and tripped and fell onto the shoes scattering them in all directions. At least eight went over the side into the water. A couple of them were fished out but most were lost for ever. I had a look for my loafers but could only find the right one; the left one must have gone to a watery grave. I immediately started to get aroused at the thought of going home wearing one shoe. Or should I just ditch the shoe and walk in my socks? I decided that it was more exciting to wear the one shoe so I walked all the way through the city with a right black loafer and a light blue sock. It felt wonderful!  

Lost both my shoes

Author – Melissa

I rode the tram into London. On this particular day I was headed downtown to walk around and the sights. Maybe do some shopping but I was a little low on money so I wasn’t sure. I stepped on to the train around mid morning wearing red high top chucks with yellow bobby socks. I didn’t tie my shoes often and sometimes it would result in my losing one or both of my shoes during every day tasks. One day it was so bad I tripped and lost my shoe and when I went to look for it I couldn’t find it. I was going to be late for work so left it. Another time I fumbled my shoe during a meeting for work while I was dangling and it landed right in the general managers view. My bare stocking foot was showing the whole rest of the meeting. Let’s just I never have good luck with my shoes. And today, going to London was no exception . The tram ride was terrible but my feet hurt from the night before so I took both my shoes off almost immediately after boarding . I left them kind of near isle . People looked in disbelief at my socked soles and my errant shoes. One boy passing my seat brushed by kicking one of them out into the isle. I had to grab it before it got to far away or someone picked up for there own liking . I quickly scooped up my shoes now lieing a few rows down under a seat. I slid my loose shoes back on and made my way back to my seat. Soon I got off at my stop. I had quite a few blocks to cover before I got where I needed to be. Sadly the tram didn’t go all the way I was headed . I didn’t mind . I liked the walk . Some of the parts I walked threw were a bit run down and I got some stares from locals that may not have been the nicest . I kept walking and soon caught notice of 3 girls in leather jackets and bulky leather boots. The kinds that made your stocking feet smell like wet leather and foot sweat. I turned a corner and started up the next block an they had started to get closer . I didn’t have really much of value except my purse and a few dollars. I wasn’t to worried but they persued and finally caught up. Pulling my arm and jerking me back. They interrogated and asked me where I was from. I lived outside the city and that’s all they needed to know. The one in front , big , well all three of these girls were pretty tall and seemed in shape; she asked me if I had anything to give for being on her block. She was just tryin to bully me because I didn’t look from around there I think. I shrugged it off and tryed to leave but she yanked my purse from me . She asked me what else I had and I said nothing. She said she liked my shoes and had the other girls pick me up by my arms while she bent down and yanked my chucks off. As I felt the breeze hit my socked foot as I was let back down on to the pavement by the two girls . I felt super embarrassed jus standing in front of them in my socks as one of the girls held my purse around her shoulder and both of my shoes in one hand. She then asked me what I was looking at and told me to star walking . I couldn’t believe I was jus mugged for my shoes and purse. I padded up the sidewalk in my socks a few blocks and looked back as they all stared and hadn’t moved . I spent the rest of the day in my bobby socks trying to get home . Never saw those girls or my purse or shoes again . Check out my socks here

Shoesell

Author – Alex

Yesterday I was visiting my friend. He lives in another town and I had to travel by bicycle and train. When I arrived we sat down and talked and made fun about the things we did in the past time. At some moment another guy came by to visit him, by surprise. He sat down to and we talked for a while with eachother. I had noticed that this guy was watching my shoes every now and then. Suddenly he said; nice shoes you’re wearing and I said; thanks. He asked me if I would sell them. I said you’re joking? They were very old nike’s but still looking good. He offered me $50 and I was surprised and looked at my friend. He just looked at me like he didn’t know. I got a little uncomfertable and asked why he wants to buy my shoes. He only said; because Il like them. Well? Do we have a deal? He said. I got a little cold and warm because I realised if I sell him my shoes I had to go home in socks but at the same time I felt little excited too. I made him an offer for $70, I thought that would be too much but to my surprise he said okay, deal. I was again surprised. He pulled the money from his pocket and said; here it is, can I have the shoes now?  There was nothng else left for me to do but take my shoes off and hand them over. My friend was only laughing, and I was kind of speachless. We sat there for a while longer and at some time this guy said; well I have to go now. He picked up my shoes and left. At first I couldn’t believe it that he really left with my shoes but when my friend turned back empty handed I knew I had to go home in my white socked feet. My friend walked me to the station and I got some strange looks from the people around. At first I felt ashamed but along the way I got little excited…

Shoe Swap Thrift

Author – Jonathan

Three months ago my Aunt took me to one of those Goodwill stores where you have to search bins in order to find clothes and matching pairs of shoes. People digging like crazy to find what they want. On that day she was looking for some shirts and heels for herself. I was interested how fast some of those people were moving. I decided to go back another day and play around teasing these people. 

I went in wearing a sweet new $70 pair of purple lowtop Air Force 1s I bought two weeks prior. 

First I had to find a pair of shoes and the only thing I found in my size was a trashed pair of Phat Farm shoes. 

I don’t even think they make those anymore.  I proceeded to put them on and I placed one of my AF1s in my cart and the other in a bin. I placed a few shoes on top and I waited to see how long it would take someone to find it. I walked around for a bit in these broken shoes all the while keeping an eye on that bin.  With anywhere from 3 to 8 people at the bin I didn’t realized it was picked up until I saw it in this young guys hand. He was looking in all the bins to find the other shoe. I could tell he was looking hard but after 15 minutes he put it down and gave up. A minute later a woman came by, picked it up and started searching for the other half. Was it for her husband? Boyfriend? Son? I will never know because she placed it down after five minutes.  This tall guy who looked to be in his 30s and was dressed as a construction worker picked it up. I was surprised how popular it was. But since all the shoes were trashed at that store and here is a new pair I shouldn’t have been that surprised. Anyway back to this guy. He picked it up to check the size. He turned it upside down to check the sole.. After closer inspection I could tell he had just gotten off work as his clothes were dirty. Im thinking to myself for him to not try on my shoe. Alas it failed as he took off his construction boot to reveal a dirty socked foot with a large hole in it. He untied the laces and slipped it on his foot.  He tied it back up and walked around for a moment. He must of liked them because he took it off and placed it in his cart. Tying his boot back up I just kept thinking how stained my shoe probably was now.  This guy really wanted to find the other half and he spent 30 minutes looking through all the bins. He gave up during a busy time and he just left his cart in the middle of the aisle. Guess he stormed off frustrated. However the store became really busy and by the time I got to that cart my shoe was picked up by someone else. I started panicking running all around the store looking for it. My mind was so focused on the shoe I lost I completely forgot about the other shoe in my cart which I had left behind when I ran around the store.  When I found my cart my other shoe was gone. I figured a purple pair of Nikes couldn’t be hard to find. I started looking in people’s carts and hands.  I searched for 20 minutes with no sign of them. I was in despair, me and my stupid ideas when at the front after check out I noticed this 20 something year old Latino boy and his girlfriend bag shirts, pants, and my Nikes. What do I do now I was thinking as they left the store. Neverminding the fact I was wearing a crap pair of Phat farms I ran out of the store. I followed them to their car and while the girlfriend was placing the bags in the trunk this little crap was putting on my new AF1s in the driver’s seat. In his conversation with his girlfriend he was saying what a find these were and that he never thought he would find such luck there. I have had enough and approached them.  I said that I overhead about his good find there and that I never find anything. I showed him my falling apart Phat farms and asked if I could buy those from him for double what he paid.  That little crap said no because he likes them so much and that I might have better luck next time finding a pair. Both of them got in their car and drove off in my $70 kicks that I would never see again.  Fun experiment failed big time.  Still have those junk shoes too :-(.  THE END

Sovereignty problems

Author – Leon

A couple of  years ago I was in London for the day, having gone there by train, about sixty miles. I had dressed quite well, wearing grey trousers, light grey socks and black loafers. I always wear loafers on long train journeys because I like to shoeplay on the train, in restaurants etc. I have several times lost a loafer on the London underground, but have usually got it back. This time I survived intact until I was standing in Trafalgar Square wondering where to go next. I had a magazine giving all the information on theatres, shows etc., and I was looking at this leaning against railings round a building. It wasn’t long before I had slipped my heel out of my right loafer and was playing with it. At that moment some boys on skateboards came whizzing by and one of them just hit me sending me sideways. I recovered and looked around for my shoe but couldn’t see it. The building had a basement and I looked down and saw my shoe down there, about twenty feet below me. I could see that there was a gate in the railings so I went and tried it to see if it would open, but it was locked. I could see a police van parked on one side of the square so I went over to it, getting a few strange looks from people. The van was a mobile information centre so I went in and explained what had happened. The officer asked which building it was; perhaps one of them could get access and get my shoe back, but when I told them which building it was they said they couldn’t do anything because it was the Canadian Embassy  so was Canadian soil and they could not enter. The only answer was to telephone the embassy and explain the situation. They could recover the shoe and send it to Canada and they would send it in a Diplomatic Bag to the British Embassy who would send it back to England. 

There was nothing I could do. I decided that that was not worth the effort, and in any case I would be without a shoe for the rest of the day. I decided that there wasn’t much I could do. The thing was, did I still wear the left shoe, or did I take it off and walk in my socks! I decided to keep it on, so plucking up courage I walked off with one shoe on getting more funny looks. It gave me a thrill walking around in public like that and it wasn’t long before I started getting aroused. I went to a restaurant for something to eat and the waiter immediately noticed that I was missing a shoe and I had to explain that I had lost it. He couldn’t believe it, and that I had to travel home like that. I got a bus back to the station, then the train home. A lot of people noticed, which got me excited and aroused. It was quite an evening!    

Shoeplay and loss

Author – Andrew

I recently had to take a standardized written exam that was being held at a university. Given that it was a high-stakes exam, I dressed up a little and wore black loafers with black dress socks. I love wearing these loafers since they are pretty loose fitting and so easy to dangle and play with. 

The test was held in a lecture style classroom where each row went up a step. So directly in front of your table was a step drop off of about 6 inches or so. I was seated in the first row, which still had a drop off in front of the table. 

While we waited for the test to begin I crossed my right leg over my left and bobbed my foot up and down. It didn’t take long for the back of my shoe to slip off my heel. I jiggled my foot side to side, slowly allowing the loafer to slip further down my foot until it dangled off my toes. 

I dangled my loafer while we received our tests and filled out all the forms. After the test began I got a little careless while concentrating and I shook my foot a little too hard and my loafer fell off and hit the floor with a thud on the carpet. I glanced around, embarrassed, but it looks like no one had noticed. 

The girl that was giving the test was directly in front of me, about 7 feet away and when I had glanced around I couldn’t help but notice her shoeplay too. She wore black pants and black heels with a thick square heel and she had both feet out and playing around with them. Her socks were bright blue, so I was surprised she was openly playing like that. 

I uncrossed my leg and retrieved my shoe and slipped it back on. After awhile, my shoeplay habit struck again as I extended both legs out in front of me. Having long legs, my feet went past the drop off and I was able to catch my heels on the edge of the drop. I used the edge to slip my heels out of both loafers. The heels of my feet rested on the carpeted floor, just before the drop-off while I dangled both loafers off my toes.

I really didn’t think much of this as I was working on the test. But again, I got carried away and my right loafer fell off and down to the floor below. I slipped my left shoe back on and reached out with my right foot to retrieve the shoe. It was in an awkward position, so it was a little difficult. I managed to scoop up the heel cup with my toes. This meant that the loafer was hanging backwards off my foot, but I planned to pull it back up and twist it around. However, as I started to pull it up, the toe of the shoe hit the ledge and it sent the loafer tumbling back down, and as it rolled once it landed about a good foot away from the edge. 

My heart skipped a beat and panic set it. I looked up and saw the girl in front of me just looking at my shoe! She must have saw my entire struggle and shoe loss. She then looked up and we caught eyes. She just smiled at me like she thought my predicament was humorous to her. She still had her shoes half off, so I’m sure as a shoeplayer herself she understood!

I had to sit for the next hour in one shoe until a break came up. The rows of tables were very long and I was in the middle, so at break, I had to get up and walk all the way around in one shoe to get to my other shoe and slip it back on. 

I have to say, I usually get turned on when I know someone is watching my shoeplay and I love watching others lose their shoe, but it was very embarrassing to have it happen to me in that environment. I kept my loafers on the rest of the test! 

Laundry

Author – Adroo

We’ll… I work as a chef and we have a changing room to get into uniform. My fellow chefs thought it would be funny to hide my shoe in the dirty laundry bin. Later that day the dirty laundry was taken away to be cleaned. Never saw my shoe again. They just laughed as I had to go home in my chef shoes. Threw the other shoe in the trash