My girlfriends slingback show at her own 21st

[Slingfan]

I thought I'd like to share a little story of the night of my girlfriend's 21st birthday party a couple of years ago. She had booked a function room at a bar/hotel for her party and all her family had come from out of town to be there. They were staying down the road from our place in a motel and before we went to the party we walked down to the motel for some pre-drinks. She had on a beautiful above the knee black dress on and wore a pair of black leather wooden stack heel platform slingbacks that I had bought her 4 months before. Her shoes had a 5 inch stilletto heel and the strap had a buckle on it. She had worn the straps in big time in the couple of months prior to the party and she had to put a new hole for the buckle to fit into so she could tighten the strap and keep them up. At home before leaving I noticed she was walking with her straps squashed under her heel, although I swore she'd pulled them up when she first put them on. Her heels were clopping and slapping across our tiles, turning me on heaps. Once she got ready she pulled her straps up and we were off down the road to see her family. Just as we got out our front gate my girlfriend stopped in her tracks and fixed her right strap. I was trying to keep my excitement to myself and I listened intently as we walked along and heard the slap of one shoes getting louder and louder as we went along. Soon I heard a big clopping, slapping noise and just knew she'd lost a strap. This continued until we reached a traffic light where she flicked her leg up behind her and tugged her strap from under her heel all the way back up. The light went green for us and we crossed the road. Halfway across, more loud flapping and slapping could be heard. I caught a couple in their car waiting for us to cross looking down at my girlfriends high heels and tried to keep the grin off my face. Once we got to the other side she stopped again and lifted the strap. 50 metres down the footpath and I heard the loud clopping, her right strap had flopped off again. She held onto me this time asshe balanced on one leg while yanking her strap back up. "I keep losing my straps." she said, I pretended I hadn't noticed, although I was getting so excited. Only 20 metres later, after crossing another road she lost her strap again, but this time kept walking. Just before we got to the motel I heard the slapping coming from both feet. Letting her go first up a short set of steps to the main gate I gazed down and saw both backstraps getting mashed under her heels and her shoes banging hard with each step. She buzzed her family's room on the intercom and the gate opened for her. As I held it open waiting for her to go in she fixed both straps. Within 30 metres her right one had failed again. 'Argh, I've lost my strap again' was her response as she fixed it before entering her families room. Somehow she kept her straps up in the motel room, mainly by just sitting and shuffling around. In the taxi to the party she was talking to her 19 year old cousin who was wearing a similar pair of shoes, except white and with a cork platform. Her cousin said, 'Hey we have nearly the same shoes on' and my girlfriend said 'yeah, they look so hot but my straps won't stay up.', 'Me too!' said her cousin. Later on at the party I saw her cousin walking around with her left strap failed and useless under her heel. The night was great, and my girlfriend danced away with mainly her right strap but sometimes both flailing away under her heels. She always fixed them though, constantly drawing attention to herself as she balanced one legged and pulled her slapptered strap up. On the way home we walked to a bus stop and I heard that familiar flapping, slapping, clopping noise from her loose high heel. She walked on the bus first and I looked down at her beautiful feet with that sexy one strap up and one down look. As we sat she said her feet hurt and I commented that she looked so hot in her heels. She pointed at her right shoe, which she was now dangling slightly with her right leg crossed over her left, and said 'I kept losing my straps', I said 'I like it, its turns me on when you lose your straps, it looks naughty!' She smiled and gave me a kiss, still not knowing how much her slingback show had turned me on.

[canadianbeaver17]

Nice story! Reminds me when I wear my one pair of strappy stiletto sandals. ...But I keep wearing them!