Author – David
Last autumn I was feeling a bit down in the dumps so I booked myself a holiday in Cyprus, flying out from London Heathrow. I traveled to London by train, then got the tube train to the airport. I had to change lines and there was some delay on the last line and things were running a bit late. When the train came in there was a crush to get on and someone stepped on my heel and my shoe came off and fell down the side of the platform. I was already a bit late but I had to let the train go and try to get my shoe back. An employee looked along the track but said that there was no shoe there; maybe it went off with the train! I stood on the platform with sand coloured socks and one, left, dark brown shoe. I got the next train and dashed to the check in where they told me that the last call had been made and I should run. One of the staff came with me and hurried me through security, then I ran for what seemed like miles and got to the gate and onto the plane. The door was closed behind me and I was shown to my seat by a male flight attendant who said loudly “Have you lost your shoe?” So half the passengers knew
I arrived in Cyprus on a Saturday evening. No shops open until Monday! So I stayed around the hotel. Then on Monday morning I walked into the town wearing the left shoe and went to a shoe shop. The owner was amused that I had walked there with one shoe, and was surprised that I wanted to keep the odd shoe. I brought it back with me and have kept it as a reminder of a stressful but exciting trip. I sometimes wear just the one for fun!
Author – Dennis
Just before New Year I was in the city one evening and went to have a coffee and something to eat. The place I chose was very busy so I went to the room upstairs. There was a group of young lads sitting at a table close to the top of the spiral staircase. One of them was wearing a pair of old worn loafers and had his legs crossed and was balancing his right loafer on the end of his toes. The temptation was too much for me! As I passed him I knocked his shoe with my leg and it fell off. Not only did it fall off but it bounced and fell down the stair well to the ground floor. He was not pleased! I offered to go and get it , but he said he would do it himself, but said he would not go down the iron stairs in his socked foot and asked what size shoe I had. I told him 7. Then he asked for my right loafer. I gave it to him and he put it on and went down the stairs. When he returned he was wearing his own right shoe and didn’t have mine. He said that I could pick it up on my way out. So I got my eats and coffee and had it without a right shoe. While I was eating the group of lads left making fun of my missing shoe, so a lot of people saw me. When I was ready to leave I went down stairs to find my loafer, but couldn’t see it anywhere. I asked if anyone had found it but was told no. So one of my dreams came true; I had to get home with only one shoe. It was a strange feeling being in a busy place not properly dressed! A strange but very exciting feeling! I must try to find a way of losing a shoe in public again; it was so sexy!
Author – Lucylex
I went to target to pick up some Christmas gifts amongst other things. As I was there i gradually got sucked over to the shoe section. Im just a sucker for shopping and shoes. I browsed around and it was quite busy with the holidays. I slid my socked feet out of my shoes and left them to the side. I tried on a few different pairs of shoes and kept walking around in my socks. Shortly after being in my stocking feet, an older women who worked in the shoe section started scanning the floor for trash and shoes. she took note of my loafers that I left behind and strolled over to the aisle I was in to get a better look at my stocking feet. As soon as I looked up at her and we met eyes she was smiling at the sight of me walking around away from my shoes in my socks. My face turned bright red and I felt almost vulnerable. It was so embarrassing but so exciting. Anyways i kept on walking around and the place got busier. I went to put on my shoes and take them to another aisle to hide them and keep on in my socks. I kicked them off with a bunch of other shoes on the floor and kept browsing. Before I knew it, the women who worked in the shoe section was back and she was picking up loose shoes again. she eyed up my shoes and noticed me in the middle of the section just looking at a pair of shoes in my socks. She comes over to me and asks me if those are my loafers on the ground over there. Not expecting her to come up to me, Im super embarrassed and I just reply with a really timid ‘yes’. She smiles once more and continues on doing her job. I decided to get a bit more exciting when I moved my shoes once more out of sight and into a bin full of basketballs and volleyballs. Knowing this was a much higher risk of actually losing my shoes I kept on with it because I was just so excited. I went back over to the women in the shoe section and asked if she had moved my loafers anywhere. She looked at me in dismay and said they should be right where I left them. We both walked back over to the aisle of where she remembered seeing them and her mouth dropped. She was completely surprised to see them gone. She just stared at my socks and me and said she couldn’t believe that someone would walk out with them. She looked under everything in the shoe section and it was just exciting following her around in my socks as she tried to find my lost shoes. she finally took me upfront as I showcased my blackened White socks at this point, to the whole store. Other employees giggled as I waited for her to check the lost and found. She came back with the inevitable news of finding nothing as I knew she would hehe. Finally I go back to shopping and she smiles as usual as i walk away. I go back a few aisles away to get my shoes from the bin full of basketballs and they aren’t there anymore. My shoes went missing after all..
I literally left the store in my thin white socks ->
Author – Wunshu
A few years ago I was travelling by train through Europe. On a train in Italy the seats were arranged so that four people sat in two’s facing each other. I was sitting with two other people when, at one stop a fourth person sat opposite me. He was a guy in his late teens/ early twenties. I had my legs crossed at the knee and had mt right shoe half off and dangling on my toes. The guy opposite seemed to be enjoying seeing me moving my foot and swinging my shoe around. Then he moved his feet and hit my hanging shoe sending it falling and sliding across the floor. I was embarrassed and flushed. Then he got up and picked up my shoe, which had ended up in the aisle, and handed it back to me, at the same time having a good look at it. I took it from him but didn’t put it on. I uncrossed my legs and put the shoe on the floor next to my feet leaving my right foot in a pristine white sock. The guy obviously liked that and several times moved his foot and gently brushed the sole of my socked foot with his. I looked to see what he was wearing and he had dark brown loafers. After a while he slipped one shoe half off and played with it moving it from side to side all the time watching to see what my reaction was. I was getting pretty excited and worked up and started to get hard. Just as I was thinking of getting up and finding the toilet we pulled into a station and the young guy leaped up losing his shoe in the process. He picked it up and held it in his hand as he got off the train wearing one shoe. I watched him through the window and he waved his shoe at me! It was the most erotic train journey I’ve ever had!
Author – Leo
This is now a bit of ancient history, but I still feel guilty about it.
Some years ago I was getting a train to go to Dover to get a ferry to Calais en route for Holland. It was fairly busy and there were several people in front of me waiting to get on the train. A young guy was in front of me and as he stepped up onto the train I lifted my suitcase to put it on. Unfortunately I was a bit too quick and caught the back of his foot. His shoe came off and fell, you guessed it, right between the platform and the train. He was frantic at the thought of travelling through to Italy with one shoe. I asked him to take my case on board while I went to find someone who could help. I found someone very quickly and explained the situation. He said that he couldn’t do anything about it as the train was about to leave. Very helpful. I ran back to the train and saw a group of people seeing someone off and one of them had an umbrella. I asked if I could borrow it for a minute and he let me have it. I went to where the shoe was and hooked it up with the handle of the umbrella. The look of relief on the students face was amazing! He was so pleased that he kissed me, which was most embarrassing. The train started to move before he could put the shoe on! I had noticed that the shoe was a Timberland loafer and in my size too. I would love to have been able to try it on!
Author – David
I went on a coach trip to Amsterdam with a couple of friends. It was an overnight journey there, and back, and we were there for three days. We did most of the things that visitors do in Amsterdam and had a good time. The last afternoon we probably had a bit more to drink than was good for us and decided to go on an early evening boat trip round the canals. All very interesting. We got back just as it was getting dark. Getting off the boat I stumbled and my right loafer came off and before I could do anything one of my friends kicked it over the side. It floated for a bit, but before I could try to retrieve it it sank. We only had about twenty minutes to get to the bus station to get the coach home so there was no time to try to get some new shoes although some shops were still open. With a lot of teasing from my friends I came all the way back to London wearing one black loafer and a blue sock. The most embarrassing (exciting!) part was at the French customs. We all had to get out and go through the customs hall and have our bags scanned. I walked through in my socks carrying my shoe. One of the customs officials looked at my feet and said “No shoes mister?” I showed him my one shoe and told him that I had lost the other one. He took the shoe from me and passed it through the scanner, then reluctantly gave it back to me. I put it on and went back to the coach. My problem wasn’t over. I then had to do the same for the English customs, and when the coach arrived in London I had to get a train home. A lot of people noticed that one foot didn’t have a shoe; some were amused and as I got on the train one man said “You’ve lost you shoe” and people looked at my odd feet. It was all very exciting! I have only just discovered your site and find it very interesting.
Author – Teddy
I had the most embarrassing day of class yesterday. I don’t dress for school in anything out of the ordinary but I make it a point to wear a button down shirt, jeans and loafers. Usually my loafers aren’t tied and haven’t been tied in a long time due to my laces being so worn, so they are loose worn leather slip ons practically. A lot of the boys.. and girls tease me by grabbing for my shoes during class. They think if they can tear one or both of my shoes off and leave me in my socks the whole class. One day one of the boys snatched one of my loafers and hid it all day. He said he lost it but then he gave it back to me at the end of the day . Really humiliating. But on this particular day I was wearing very sheer thin white socks under my loafers. I really shouldn’t of been wearing them if I didn’t want to be embarrassed because they were so sheer you could see my toe nails through the socks. Well on this day in class I had forgotten spare paper and my pencil at home and I had to ask the teacher for some because none of my classmates wanted to help me. The teacher never gives out things for free and he always wants you to trade him something in exchange while you use his pencils. we were taking a quiz today and I had no choice but to get his pencil and paper or fail the quiz. He quickly asked me if I had anything to trade him like a phone or a watch or something of value. After telling him I didn’t his eyes trailed down to my loafers. He practically smiled when he saw the loose leather smelly shoes on my feet . He said “why don’t you slip out of your shoes and hand those over as collateral” . If I didn’t know better he probably had a thing for shoes or boys in there socks. He practically lifted me out of my shoes. I couldn’t believe this because this was the complete wrong day to wear sheer stockings under my loafers. Now I would be showing them off to all the girls and guys in the classroom. I panicked and got red in the face. The teacher urged i give him my shoes. He said “no worries right? Those shoes are so loose they practically look like they are falling off your feet every time you take a step.” I quickly used one foot to step on the back of my opposite loafer, sliding my stocking foot out of my loose shoe. He was taken back when he say the sheer stockings I was wearing. I began to blush harder as the loafer came off my foot. He smiled at my sheer stockings. You could see my toes through the socks. It was very embarrassing. The teacher bent down and picked up both of my shoes. He told me to get on back to my seats. He took my shoes back to his desk and put them in a drawer and locked it with one of his keys. I couldn’t believe he just took my shoes and confiscated them for the rest of the class. Getting back to my seat all the girls laughed at my white stockings. They called me lily white foot and told me they could see my toes. They giggled and I knew they were cracking jokes. The guys didn’t even pay me attention because they were so taken back I was wearing such thin sheer socks. I was humiliated but for some reason very excited at the same time. I went the whole class in my socks and by the end of the class the bottoms of my socks were filthy from just being restless at my desk and brushing my socked feet across the floor. When I went to trade in the pencil and paper for my shoes back the teacher informed he actually misplaced his keys when he left the room a few minutes earlier. He said he was looking for them still. Now I had to walk through the halls to my next class infront of everyone in the school in stocking feet. I couldn’t be late to my next class and the teacher told me he would bring me my loafers to my next class directly , when he found his keys . I had no choice and I just went. it wasn’t untill almost 45 minutes later after being in my next class and everyone including the teacher just staring at my socked feet, that my precious professor finally came with my loafers. I quickly stuck my socked feet in them at the speed of light haha. It was a very tough day but very exciting 🙂