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Thursday, April 14, 2011
11:42 Amber's Nike Cortez A few years ago my cousin took me to a party at one of her friends (Amber) apartment. I already knew Amber owned a pair of those Nike Cortez with the silver logo along the side. And as we walked in, next to the entrance door was a coat closet. Naturally, I glanced around with my eyes to get a good look without being too suspicious. And along with her coats hanging up, I noticed a box of her shoes down below...and even some on the floor. One of the things that always stands out when I check out a closet, is the white color of their shoes. And that's when I noticed those white Cortez next to the wall. One shoe was under a few sandals but nonetheless I still recognized it. Well during the party I volunteered to answer the door whenever someone knocked or rang the doorbell. I only did this because I wanted to check out those Cortez laying on the floor. I must have answered the door at least 5 or 6 times and each time, I got a better look at her shoes. When no one was looking I even pretended to bend down and tie my shoe lace. What I was really doing was getting closer looks at those Cortez. That's when I noticed the slight scuff marks and indent creases along the side and toe area. I figured the other side must be in the same condition. They weren't broken in or worn out but I could tell she was definately wearing it. At that point I actually wanted to have them. With one quick movement, I reached over and adjusted the shoes so they were easy to get at. So I moved them over to where all I had to do was reach down and pick them up as I'd walk out. I was planning on taking them. As the night went on, I kept secretly glancing at Amber and thinking to myself--even talking under my breath, "Amber, I'm so close to FINALLY doing what I always wanted to do...fuck a pair of your shoes." I kept getting ahead of myself and thinking about the nasty things I wanted to do to Amber's shoes once I got them home. I couldn't wait. I even played out in my head how I was going to picked them up as I walked out. But since her apartment was on the bottom floor, the party ended up going outside in the backyard. And as the night ended, everyone left by going out the fence gate--even us. I wanted to go back inside and leave through the front door but we didn't. I even tried to make up an excuse to go back inside but it didn't work. So I didn't get to take those shoes. The next few days I kept wondering what I could've done differently and it realized I had an opportunity to take those shoes in the bathroom when no one was looking. I could've had my way with them at that time, or even threw them out the window. I could've easily made up an excuse to go out to the car, picked the shoes up and hide them in the trunk. I kept kicking myself for not thinking of this that night. Well I didn't want to sound suspicious about returning to Amber's apartment, but I mentioned to my cousin that I had a good time and wouldn't mind doing that again. But it wasn't until three months later that Amber had another party and we ended up going. And while there, I heard her say that she cleaned out her closets and throw away a lot of things she didn't want anymore. Again the party ended up outside and as I excused myself to use her bathroom, I quickly looked around the door closet but didn't see those Cortez. I was hoping she kept them in her bedroom but unfortunately when I checked I didn't see them. I never did see her wearing those shoes again. To this day, I wish I could have taken those shoes that night. I wanted to do such nasty things to them while thinking about her. I still get horny thinking about it. Comments
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