My friends girlfriend wears these sexy backless loafers. She is a nice girl petit , pretty with long brown hair. One afternoon I was around there house, I noticed Rebecca or Becky as shes prefers backless shoes were sitting neatly next to each other on the floor in her lounge. She must of worn her boots to work that day I thought. My friend was busy on his pc, so I made my move.
For months I have watched Becky wearing those sexy backless shoes
They are very feminine, maybe a little loose on her feet but just not loose enough. Since the weather had improved she had virtually lived in them wearing the sexy shoes to work every day and often at the evenings and weekends as well.
Anyway my intention was to make them looser on her feet, that was all. I took her shoes in to the bathroom and studied them. They were quite worn, the shape of her feet was well moulded into the leather, I noticed a soft aroma of leathery perfume as I gently inhaled the inside of her shoe . Any way I got to work. I decided to only doctor one of her shoes, her left. I produced a small knife and carefully cut the stitching which ties the side to the top of the loafer. I only wanted to cut a couple of the strands on one side not wanting her to notice. My plan worked but I got a little carried away. I removed the loose stitching and put her shoes back in the lounge and went about my business.
Over the next week or so Becky continued to live in her backless shoes, her working day is long and involves four trains and a lot of walking . Becky kept wearing them to work every day, although the stitching loosened, she failed to notice and it was ten days later before any problems were to occur. Normally Becky wore her loafers barefoot however,
It was a Tuesday a couple of weeks after I had doctored her shoe, The morning started off sunny but a little cold, Becky got up and ready for work. She wore a white blouse and work regulation dark blue just above the knee length skirt and because it was a little cold a pair of black opaque 70 denier tights which were brand new, she wanted to wear her backless shoes and she hurrly slipped her sexy little feet into them , Rebecca noticed for the first time that her left shoe had some stitching coming undone, however she was in a hurry and it didn't seem important so she continued to get ready for work. Becky had never worn her backless shoes with tights before but checking herself in the mirror she was pleased with the way she looked because they were by far her favourite shoes. She did her hair and make up and left for work Becky didn't have any other clothes or footwear at work. She slammed the front door carrying only a small handbag and her leather coat she made her way to the railway station. The walk takes about ten minutes and she was late for her train, she walked briskly her shoes slapping lightly on her heels . She noticed that her feet slid around in her shoes more than usual ,making them feel quite loose, she presumed this was due to the silkiness of her tights. Becky continued her journey, the natural fast walking motion was putting pressure on the stitching, causing it to very slowly undo as her foot stretched the joints of her shoe with every step. She was completely oblivious to what was happening to her left shoe. After a few minutes walking her left heel got wedged slightly between two miss aligned paving slabs, in annoyance she pulled her foot clear with all her might and as she did Her foot slid out of her loafer, leaving it behind for a step or to. Becky stepped back, carefully inserted her foot back in her shoe and pulled her missing shoe clear. She reached the railway station and got on the train. Unbeknownst to her when she pulled her foot clear of the slabs the stitching was pulled hard and was now undoing twice as quickly as before, already a few more strands were starting to undo. Nothing happened on the train, she dangled her shoes and read a book as usual. She has to change trains and this involves a five minute walk. Although it was noticeable that her shoe was coming apart, due to the slikyness of her tights she didn't bother to examine her shoe.. She got off the train and walked to her office, again about a five minute walk up lots of stairs. By the time she got to her desk she momentarily thought her left backless shoe felt a little looser than her right but as she went to have a look her phone rang and during the distraction she forgot about her shoe, got on with her duties and was soon engrossed in her work. She sat at her desk and enjoyed dangling her loafers all morning swinging them on her toes. Occasionally her shoes left her feet and fell on to the floor especially her left. Becky was never in a hurry to replace her shoes on her feet and often they would stay empty on the floor for over an hour. During her lunch break she went to the local pub with some of her work friends, she had two or three vodka and diet cokes and a sandwich. Becky continued to dangle one of her sexy loafers crossing her legs as usual, letting the shoe hang off her toes! Whilst eating her sarnie one of her shoes fell to the floor of the pub, she was chatting to her friends and enjoying the hours break The drink went to her head a little and she hadn't realised her shoe had slipped off until she went to leave, she placed her foot on the floor but instead of the comfy soft inner lining of her backless shoe she felt the cold stone floor, she looked down giggled, and locating her shoe Becky returned to work.
That afternoon they were short staffed and Becky was called over the tannoy to work on the shop floor. She was working at her desk,. She was as ever not keeping her feet in her shoes and at the time they were lying empty on the floor. Becky went to leave her office in a hurry initially forgetting to slip her loafers back on, her office door was on a fire hinge and it slammed shut accidentally locking Becky out of her office shoeless, oh fuck! my shoes she shouted, Becky embarrassingly had to go down to the shop floor to get a spare key, she had to walk all around the shop trying to find her manager in only her tights! A customer asked where something was, Becky still shoeless but wanting to help had to walk the entire length of the shop to locate the item.. Just then her floor manager called her over, he wanted her help with some shelve stacking, Becky was asked to climb a small step ladder to fill a high shelf , she wanted to get her shoes first, so she told her boss about accidentally locking them in her office, her boss hadn't noticed her lack of footwear, he told her she should be more careful with her shoes ,and he wanted to know how she had come to be without them. They are backless loafers she replyed and wearing tights they can slip off easily, he told her that the shop had a strict dress code which didn't include backless shoes,he was annoyed and adamant that she should stay and help, after about ten minutes Becky was getting annoyed, please can I get my shoes she asked again, my feet are cold and some of the customers are looking, Finally her gave her the spare key to her office and she was able to go and get her errant shoes.. Once back in her office she checked the state of her tights, luckily the shop was carpeted and they were ok. she crawled under her desk to retrieve her backless shoes and finally arrived back on the shop floor wearing them , her job for the remainder of the day involved lots of walking,and climbing step ladders, her shoe was now becoming looser and her foot was travelling further out of her left loafer as she walked. Still a little light headed she failed to notice her left shoe was becoming incredibly loose until finally it slipped off as she climbed the step ladder. Becky was looking forward to going home and simply slipped it back on being careful not to ruin her tights.
Rebecca was finished for the day she collected her coat and bag and made for the door. She was annoyed with her boss for making her work shoeless and banning her from wearing her loafers, But now Becky had another problem, she was aware that her left foot was now travelling much further out of her shoe than her right and her left loafer was suddenly rather hard to wear. As she made her way down a large flight of steps her left shoe fell from her foot. Becky Hopped on her shod foot because She didn't want to get her new expensive pair of tights dirty, As she slipped her foot back in her shoe she noticed that it had completely come apart between the top and the side. Standing on one leg she slipped her loafer off again and had a closer look. She discovered that quite a few strands of the stitching that holds the shoe together were completely undone and as she tried to pull the strands tight to stop them from undoing any more the stitching came away in her hand . Really annoyed but not realising just how difficult her shoe would now be to walk in , she calmly placed the shoe back on her foot and continued on her way. It started to rain Becky didn't have an umbrella so she hurried along squeezing her toes on the shoes inner lining as she did not want to loose one.
Becky walked the five minute journey she flexed and squeezed her toes to avoid loosing her shoe it was quite difficult. And her toes ached .The train arrived immediately and she got on, once inside she lifted a leg to stretch her aching toes a little She lifted her left leg so that her foot was almost vertical and wiggled her sexy little toes, The train was packed People were squeezing there way on behind her and someone shuved her forward whilst her foot was still some way from the train floor, as they did her left backless shoe slipped off , Becky calmly looked down to retrieve her errant loafer To her horror her shoe was nowhere in site, all over a sudden she was as sober as a judge. she panicked trying to get back to the train doorway to find her shoe but there were just to many people. The doors slid shut and the train started on its way to her connecting station, she looked down at her shoeless foot and then to the doorway but she couldn't see her missing shoe anywhere, in a state of panic and embarrassment Becky squeezed her way past many people towards the window, her backless shoe was sitting lonely on the platform like a childs lost toy. A women was looking at the single shoe wondering where its owner was but guessing what may of just had happened. As she had been pushed forward her shoe had slid off her foot and in the commotion was kicked out accidentally (well probably) as the sliding doors were closing. The train is fast to the connecting station and takes about twenty minutes. Becky stood there in silence . being without her shoes temporarily at work was one thing but loosing one permanently on a crowded train was just so embarrassing. She decided she was going to go back to try and retrieve her shoe but when she arrived at the connecting station she got of the train and suddenly felt increasingly embarrassed. The thought of walking far in full public display wearing a single shoe was not very enticing especially in the heavy rain that was falling, so she stood there on the platform and patiently waited for her train home. She was annoyed that her tights were getting ruined but pleased she was wearing them as they kept her foot warm and her lost shoe was not quite as noticeable to others as it would have otherwise been. After about twenty minutes her train hadn't come, the rain had eased so she decided to go back for her lost possession, tasha walked over the footbridge, the metal edging of the bridges steps were cold on her shoe less foot, Becky got the next train back to where her shoe had been lost.
Becky thought about taking off her lone shoe but her left foot was already wet, in contrast to her warm right and although she would look less like Cinderella she somehow didn't want to be completely shoe less. As the train pulled in to the station Becky looked eagerly for her shoe, looking up and down the wet platform but there was no sign of her missing loafer anywhere. She tried to get passed the exit barrier, but her ticket wasn't valid a large burley inspector told her. and that she was to be fined for not having the correct ticket. Becky , was almost in tears she was standing there on the wet platform wearing her leather coat, her work uniform and black tights and only her solitary fashionable backless loafer , ive lost my shoe she weeped I don't care about the fine I just want my shoe back, has one been handed in she asked, the inspector looked down at her bare foot and stupidly asked what sort of shoe she had lost, she tried to describe her missing shoe but it all came out wrong. Just give me your other shoe luv, he shouted , and he took it away for about ten minutes Becky became worried, now completely shoeless for the second time in a day she was frightened that he would not come back, however eventually he returned with the same shoe, unfortunately it was bad news, her missing shoe hadn't been found. She eagerly slipped her single shoe back on, he could see how upset she was and he let her off the fine. Becky went back over the bridge to wait for the train again, her single loafer slapping in contrast to the deadly silence of her shoeless wet left foot. The train arrived and she quietly read her book until reaching her connecting station. Becky phoned her boyfriend telling him that she had lost one of her shoes and hoping for a lift but he was busy and she had the embarrassment of walking all the way home with one shoe. The final train journey was slow and she had to stand up. A couple of times people stood on her shoe less wet foot. At last she arrived at her destination and started her final harrowing walk home.
I was driving home at about the same time and I noticed a pretty girl in a nice skirt and tights who seemed to be limping . As I drew level I saw it was Becky And that she was missing that doctored shoe, I stopped and offered her a lift home. She told me this story and I felt really guilty I drove her home and carried her in doors! Over the wet ground. At the time she sweared never to buy backless shoes again, I felt really guily so I brought her a new identical pair. But this time I didn't doctor them.
