Reader Story - It's the shoes

You all voted last week, and you've led me to believe that sometimes you'd like to hear each others' stories.  Who am I to deny you the opportunity to learn about freaks who plague more than just poor little old me?  No one, that's who.

And wouldn't you know it?  I've just received a new reader story that I can't help but share.  Just.  As in just yesterday.  It's THAT good.


So, to set the stage:
Our reader-friend was a college senior.  He was interested in dating but hadn't found what he was looking for (maybe partly because he was into slightly older men) on his campus.  Off to the internet he went.  It wasn't CL, but some other service that offered him a wider array of options.  On the night of our story, our reader (let's call him Marco for the sake of ease) was meeting up for the first time with a man from one of these online sites.

They met downtown for dinner and drinks.  Marco's date arrived straight from work, wearing a suit and seeming to be all of his 30-something years.  Eating, drinking, and maybe a little flirting ensued.  After several hours, dark was setting in.  The two were enjoying each others' company, and they wanted to spend more time together.  So how could they not take a cab back to campus?

Marco shared a college apartment with a few friends, all of whom were asleep when he and his date arrived.  And none of whom he wanted to have to explain this visit to ... at least not until his visitor was long gone.  So after spending several minutes chatting, flirting, and generally carousing in the common living area, Marco got bold.  He invited his date (whose name has long since been forgotten) to join him in his bedroom. 

You're not dumb.  You know that one thing led to another.  Marco and his date were having a grand old time, enjoying each others' company in that bedroom.  Clothes came off.  More fun was had.  Until suddenly, Marco noticed something strange.

His date was naked.  Marco was naked.  But his date's feet were not naked.  Now, you may know some men who like to keep their socks on during sex.  I've heard about this from a number of people, men and women both.  You might think it strange that some men prefer to wear socks in bed.  I say socks are nothing!

Because this guy's feet weren't not naked because he was wearing socks.

No.  The date's feet were not naked because he was still wearing his shoes.

His shoes.  The guy was there, enjoying Marco's company, totally naked save his shoes.  He was wearing his shoes while in the midst of sex.  He'd slipped his suit pants over his shoes.  (Side note: you might be like me and wonder how that's possible.  But if you were like me and asked Marco that, you'd get the same shoulder shrug I did - Marco marvels at that to this day as well.)

Marco asked about the shoes.  And he was told, in no uncertain terms,

I don't take my shoes off in beds that aren't my own.

Is that right?  You can take all of your other clothes off, but not your shoes?  Really?  

Really.

He left Marco's apartment not long after that.  And he's never been heard from again.

Don't forget, you can share your own story or general comments.   I'd love to hear them!