She came home from work today, with 2 shoeboxes, 1 containing a brand new pair of black heels and the other containing a brand new pair of pink flip-flops. I've literally just been in her room looking for the black flip-flops and they are nowhere to be seen.
Maybe she's thrown them out and got a new pair after she found out I was using them to help get myself off...
Dropped parents off at airport this morning and on the way back my sister told me she was going to a charity shop to give some of her old clothes away, including those black flip-flops. My heart sank knowing that I would never get to sniff them again. So again I had a sudden rush of courage and just straight up asked:
- "Please, don't give them away. You know I love them!".
She shook her head and reminded me:
- "You promised not to mention any feet related things again".
We arrived at the charity shop and just before she got out, she said that if I wanted them so much I could buy them off her for 10 bucks. I was taken aback by this, but my hand went straight into my pocket for a tenner to give to her. All the way home she commented on how much of a desperate perv I was that I would pay for my sisters smelly shoes, but I didn't care. I had her smelly flip-flops for whenever I wanted!
First night of being home alone with her and she's been barefoot the whole time, I've basically been walking round with a constant hard on. No point in trying to hide it now as she knows how I feel. I was thinking about having a wank downstairs tomorrow, for when she gets back from work with her shoes that I bought off her next to me.