Stealing Alex’s Clogs

Author – MC

“…but my god, Amy is such a bitch, I could strangle her.”

Matt had already tuned out from Laura’s usual lunch conversation- how much she hated X other girl. It was different every day. Matt could never keep track of her ‘hit list’ though, because it was during this time that Matt got a peek around at today’s sightings. Ever since he’d come to college and eaten lunch in the cafeteria, he had used the location to people-watch. More accurately, he watched their shoes.
He wasnt really sure when he’d come by this curiosity… ok fine it was a little bit of an obsession. But he couldnt help but stare when he saw a pair of shoes he liked. Usually these were of the backless variety… and if someone happened to have their shoe come off, that was a special treat.

Sure lots of girls wore backless shoes and sandals, but what was unique about college was that some guys wore shoes like that too, especially when the weather was warmer. Guys in leather flip flops would slap along and draw his attention, and some guys wore those adidas slides… they were more interesting because you could pair them with socks. He preferred there to be socks.
But today, something new walked into the caf. Matt’s gaze trailed down a long pair of slim fitted jeans to the suede Birkenstock clogs at their cuffs. Matt could see all the way across the room the light gray socks peeking through from his heels. Most college guys didnt own shoes like that. There must be something unique about him, perhaps a more relaxed personality? Sometimes Matt even wore clogs with a wood sole that had a little bit of a heel. They were intriguing.
Laura had paused her prattling. He was doing it again. Did he honestly think she never noticed that he always looks at people’s shoes? And often times -guys-. And if he’s gay that doesn’t matter to her, but they are BEST FRIENDS. She was entitled to know what this is about.
She followed his eyes. Alex is wearing clogs again… and Matt is staring.

“Clogs.” She says, manner-of-fact.
“What?”
“They’re called clogs, Matt.”

“I know what they’re called.” Matt hadn’t stopped looking at brown suede. Their wearer was walking now, and they were either too big or ill-fitted, because his heels were lifting up very far… how did he not walk out of them? WAIT. She had noticed him staring. He made eye contact with her, then looked down, embarrassed.

Laura smirked. “Don’t feel bad. You should have told me you had a little fetish.”
“It’s not a-”
“What is it then, Mr. Kinky Matt?”

He had no answer.

Matt gave her a stern look as under the table he felt one of Laura’s very on-trend high heel clogs lift up the cuff on his left ankle. His leg recoiled and he felt Laura’s clog fall off and onto the top of his foot, then clattering to the tiled floor. She laughed under her breath, proud of herself for having discovered this new information.
Matt got his revenge by corralling her shoe between his boots and pulling it where she couldnt reach. She frowned and as she fumbled around trying to get it back, his attention was back on that guy’s feet. They were walking in his direction. Oh shit. He heard the open heels scuff along as he dragged the loose clogs along. Matt’s stare was locked again.

And that’s when this guy and his friends sat down at the table next to them.
Thankfully, Laura was tactful enough not to embarass him publicly. And she lowered her voice when she noticed that Alex and his clogs had come to sit near them. Alex crossed his long legs and one of the clogs slipped down to dangle on the end of his foot. She wondered if Matt had a boner… then the slight hue of red in his cheeks answered her question.
Matt felt Laura grab his hand. He stopped staring and looked her in the eye as she leaned forward. She was making sure that guy didnt notice.
“Alex is going to that party tonight.”
“Who?”
She darted her eyes to the guy in the clogs, and back to Matt.
“Oh…”
“Let’s take his clogs.” She wore a devilish grin.
“WHAT?!”
She hushed him. “I’ve done it before, it’s so easy. People leave their shoes at the door or something and I just… put on the ones I like when I leave.”
“No, no that’s…” Matt started to say it was crazy, but then he realized how tempting the idea was… He wanted to do it.
And Laura could tell she was about to have a partner in crime.

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That night, there was a complication. People weren’t leaving their shoes at the door. As things got more exciting, a few girls had ditched their heels so they could walk, but Alex’s clogs had stayed on his feet… mostly. Matt’s heart rate pounded when one clog got kicked off in his direction as Alex moved through a tight crowd.

Matt wanted to snatch it up, but froze. He watched intently over his drink as Alex hobbled over in one gray sock and, laughing with the girls who watched this happen, slipped his foot back inside. Matt was hard as a rock, and Laura gave him a knowing pat on the shoulder.
“Hang in there, guy. Take your chance when you get it.”
What happened next Matt never really did understand. Laura ambled over to Alex and twirled her blonde hair as she said something in his ear. Whatever it was, it made the rest of the girls giggle, Alex smile and he whispered something to his friend. Matt thought his name was… Eric?
Eric and Matt made their way to an open couch in the room. As the whole group of girls watched intently, Eric pushed Alex onto the arm of the couch. Alex’s feet hung off the ground.
Suddenly, Eric moved on Alex and sat facing him on his lap, their lips pressed together. The group of girls cheered excitedly. The sudden movement caused Alex to start falling backward onto the couch, and, as Matt watched agape, both of Alex’s clogs dropped off of his feet.
In the excitement, a crowd formed around the couch to watch the guys make out. It was all too easy for Matt to slip to the end of the couch and snatch up the clogs. The shoes in his hands, he made eye contact with Laura, who was texting him. He left the room with his prize and looked at his phone: “i think its time for u to leave ;)”
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When Matt got in his car, he couldn’t wait any longer. He slipped out of his chelsea boots and tossed them in the passenger seat. He slipped his socked feet into Alex’s clogs one foot at a time. They were very roomy; Alex’s feet were larger than his. They were still warm.
Matt lifted his right foot slightly, just to see what it felt like. The clog slipped down his foot, exposing the blue ankle socks he had worn under his leather boots. Matt’s foot trembled with excitement and the soft suede slipped off the end of his toes.

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Stole my boot

Author – John

I’m in class last week and I’m wearing timberlands . I don’t usually like to wear boots to school but I didn’t care today and because it was a lazy day and my boots are ragged and used for work. There dirty Inside and out and make my socks really dirty and smelly. the laces are barely tied on one boot because my buddy’s dog tore my boot off my foot and chewed on the lace on another occasion. That’s whole other story in itself. I sit in the back row and there’s a boy in the front who i think likes feet just as much as I do. I didn’t have much of a clue of that then but I was relaxing and stretching my feet out . He always teases me and jokes that someday I’ll lose my boot if it’s not tied on tight. I didn’t really think much of it and I knew he wouldn’t try anything during class. Well on this day I had forgot I had owed him some money from the day before and he felt obligated when the teacher wasnt looking; to reach back and grip my boot heal while still acting like he was working on his assignment. I knew he got a kick out of this and some of the other classmates just giggled and stared at his antics . I was completely caught off guard and it was getting more embarrassing by the moment. If I told the teacher we would probably both get in trouble for disrupting the class . He knew I owed him but I couldn’t believe he was really trying to pay him self with my boot .. I didn’t find this amusing. Lucky for him he was tugging on the heal of the boot with the torn lace. My foot was practically wet from sweat because of how thin my socks were, my boot felt like it was sliding off like butter. It was a fight to keep it on. He knew what he wanted and he wasn’t giving it up . He had a smile on his face and I was just embarrassed. People were giggling still and the teacher looked around the room and was curious about the small commotion she heard. After not seeing anything of interest it got quiet and she went back to her work. He was still tugging on my boot and I was resisting but all the while my foot was coming out of the boot more and more . I finally pushed up on the boot and got my foot wedged in there a bit better and he saw that and reached around quietly and began to fully unlace my boot . At that point he tugged very lightly and the boot slid off into his hand. I immediately retracted my socked foot and hid it behind my other booted foot. My boots were ragged and worn so the smell from the other boot coming off was in the air . I knew he was getting a kick out of this. I could tell the other students were eyeing my feet up and it was embarrassing showing off my white socked sole. I noticed he kept the boot in his desk and acted like not much happened. He knew we had to present this day and he wanted to see me up at the class room in one boot and a socked foot. I had no choice but go up and present in my shoeless state. It was humiliating and the teacher didn’t know what to say . Not to mention they could probably smell my foot funk. When I got back to my desk I noticed my boot was wedged in his desk anymore. My heart dropped because I had a feeling I wasn’t going to get my boot back now . He told me at the end of class he was keeping it as a souviner untill I payed him his money and even then he still might keep it at interest. I Could not believe this . 

Dentist Shoe Loss

Author – Teddy

I was at the dentist recently getting a check up and the lady who was cleaning my teeth was super playful with her shoes. She was wearing black flats with very thin nylon socks that had a taidai color on them. She was sliding in and out of shoes and her socks were so thin u could see the shiny red of her toe nails shining through the socks. She kept going between the desk and the chair where I was being taken care of at. It was very unprofessional but I saw her slip her shoes off and be in her stocking feet for more then 5 minutes going about her work. I wanted to snag one of her flats kus her socks looked like a sweaty mess. Very worn and one sock had a hole at the heel. They looked so cheesy . I was stairing at her feet so much I’m sure she saw me. She got up and was playing with her shoe right behind where was sitting but my bsck was to her back. She lifted her right socked foot out of her flat and rested it on her other foot. I slowly reached down and grabbed it right as the docters came in. I stuffed it in my jacket pocket before the docter got to me. Meanwhile the women finally looked down and had no clue where her shoe went. The docter was now sitting in a chair right by where she was standing looking at my teeth.  She was dumbfounded. The docter made a joke about her worn sock and asked were her shoe was. I ended up leaving with her flat .