She then selected a pair of shoes from her vast collection. She was going shopping for new shoes and expected to do a lot of walking so comfort was important. Karen slipped her feet into a gorgeous pair of black, pointy stilettos with a 4” heel. These were well worn and were now a little loose on her feet. In fact with each step they slipped off the heel of her foot exposing her sexy stocking clad soles. She enjoyed this, the feeling of danger that any moment one of her shoes could just slip off her feet and be left behind. This was always such a sexy, slightly vulnerable feeling which she never grew tired of.
Closing the front door, Karen made her way to the car. As she got in and lifted her right foot off the ground her shoe slipped effortlessly from her slippy stockings and clattered to the floor. She looked down admiring the way her toes looked through the sheer nylon before stretching out her slim leg and slipping her shoe back on.
Arriving at the multi-storey car park, Karen had to drive to the 6th floor before she was able to find a space. The town must be busy today she thought to herself.
Karen made her way across the car park towards the lift. As she walked her heels scraped along the concrete floor as her shoes slipped off her feet with every step, only just managing to keep in them by the ends of her toes. As she approached the lift she noticed the doors closing and ran the last few feet and only just made it. As the doors closed behind her she suddenly realized that she had stepped out of one of her shoes and left it the other side of the door. A man stood by the control panel realising what had happened quickly pressed the door open button, but it was too late. The lift was now descending! “I’m sorry, I couldn’t get to the button quick enough”, said the man. “That’s okay, thanks for trying. These things are always happening to me! Serves me right for wearing loose shoes”.
Karen looking at the guy, noticed him staring down at her shoeless foot and from his _expression realised that he was enjoying the situation. Karen was a little excited, not only from the attention, but also wondering if her shoe would still be there by the time she went back up. Looking down herself, she had to admit that it looked very sexy wearing only one shoe, the shoeless foot showing off her lovely arch as she rested it on her toes with her heel off the ground. It made her feel very vulnerable and feminine, which she found gave her quite a buzz.
Once everyone had got out she pressed the button to return to the sixth floor. A couple of people got in giving her puzzled looks as they looked at her one shoe state. Finally arriving, she was horrified when the door opened to find her shoe was nowhere in sight! Her horror turned to excitement as she thought about having to walk through a busy shopping centre in only one shoe! As she was about to leave she noticed her lost shoe had been placed on a ledge by the wall by a passer by. Karen walked over, dropped it to the floor and slipped her foot back inside, enjoying the coolness of the shoe as she did so. She returned to the lift and emerged at the bottom in the town centre.
The first shoe shop Karen entered had the very shoe she was looking for! How lucky she thought to herself. The shoe in question was a sort of D’orsay style. An open-wasted court shoe and open toe too. They were pale green and had a 4 inch stiletto heel. She loved this style and had bought a number of similar pairs before. The reason she loved this style so much was because she knew that with very little wearing the heel cup always worked loose on her feet causing them to slip off so easily. She had lost count of the number of times she had stepped out of similar shoes in the past and she never tired of that sexy feeling of helplessness as she did so! Most women opted for a size smaller when buying these, but not Karen! She tried them on and as she paced the shop, she noticed that although the shoes looked a good fit, already they would slip off her heels now and then. She had to have them and paid the young girl behind the counter.
Leaving the shop, Karen set about doing the rest of her shopping. She made her way towards the main road, which was extremely busy. Karen knew she would have to be very careful crossing it in her loose fitting stilettos. Due to them slipping off the heels of her feet with every step there was no way she could run in them without losing at least one! She would have to wait for a big gap in the traffic she thought to herself.
She reached the edge of the kerb and waited for a largish gap. Unfortunately after a minute or so, it became apparent that she was going to have to make a dash. Seeing an opportunity, Karen went for it! She walked as quickly as she could, shoes flapping behind her, clutching onto them with her toes as best she could. Things seemed to be going okay until halfway across the road she stepped out of her right shoe, leaving it stood upright on the tarmac. However, she had no choice but to keep going. Had she stopped, the time it would have taken to slip her foot back into her shoe and finish crossing the road would have been too long and a car was approaching fast!
She reached the other side. Although somewhat concerned about the well-being of her lost shoe stuck in the middle of the road, she was also once again experiencing that sexy “Damsel in Distress” feeling as she stood there in only one shoe. How was she going to get her shoe back though? That problem was soon solved, she wasn’t! While stood contemplating a car ran over her lost shoe sending it tumbling across the tarmac! Karen could see from looking at it that the heel was broken. Retrieving it now seemed pointless. The initial upset at losing one of her favourite shoes was replaced by one of excitement as she thought of continuing her journey in only one shoe.
She set off, enjoying every step as she made her way to her next shop. Due to the excitement of the moment, it had slipped her mind that she was actually carrying a new pair of shoes that she could have changed into! It felt so sexy, the feeling of her remaining shoe still slipping off with each step and her shoeless foot arched as she only rested her toes on the cool footpath. At one point she even stepped out of her remaining shoe leaving her totally barefoot. She had to walk back a few steps to retrieve it and noticed a few shoppers looking at her. This only heightened her excitement!
After finishing her shopping, Karen made her way back to the car park. She had to admit her feet were getting a little tired wearing only one shoe. She decided to stop and slip her new shoes on which she had now remembered about. The stocking on her bare foot was now fairly worn and wouldn’t last much longer without a shoe on it anyway.
She slowly lifted her shod foot off the floor and her shoe effortlessly slipped off, clattering to the floor. Removing her gorgeous new shoes from the box and placing them on the floor, she slowly and seductively slipped her feet into them. They felt very comfortable considering she had not yet worn them in. As she walked she immediately became aware of that slightly loose feeling, although they were not yet slipping off with every step, occasionally one would slip away from the soles of her slippy stockinged covered foot.
Reaching the lift at the base of the car park she was greeted by an out of order sign. Sighing, Karen headed for the stairs and started to climb. Reaching the 4th floor, caught totally off guard, her right shoe slipped off her foot as she lifted it to bring it up to the next step. She looked around just in time to see it disappear under the railings and clatter down to the bottom of the stairs.
“Here we go again,” she thought to herself……..
The End.
Story by Paul.