I don't usually like going to the supermarket but it's something that we all have to do. Sometimes I get lucky and see an attractive person in one of the aisles. I try not to ever be creepy but a take more than a passing glance to, at a bare minimum, have something to think about when I get home and self stimulate myself.
I was looking for something for dinner and opened up the fridge.... nothing appealing. Nothing in the freezer or pantry either. Well, my choices are some fast food (again) or get something at the store to whip up a more satisfying dinner. I chose the later and put on some sweatpants, a hoodie and my favorite Asics sneakers.. I was feeling lazy so I just slipped them on and let the laces stay loose... not dragging on the ground but not tied either. I love the athletic look, both on guys and girls, and it's even hotter when the person is wearing some sexy running shoes. Over the years I've seen people wearing their sneakers the same way I had them tonight, other people have had them totally unlaced with the laces dragging. I can even remember a time here and there were there were a pair of girls shopping at the mall carrying their shoes and walking around in their socks.
Anyway, It was only a few miles to the store and I walked in. It was about 8pm so the store was pretty quiet. There was literally no one in the store it seemed. I came in the side of the store near the produce and had to walk a bit to head over to where the prepared meals were or the frozen stuff was.
As I was walking across the aisles, I saw a young guy about my age near the rice and pasta aisle. It wasn't really him that caught my eye, but being a bit of a sneaker fetishist, I always look at peoples' shoes. I was a little taken aback as he had on a pair of Asics with the laces loose just like me. I kept walking but that image was frozen in my mind. I walked a few more steps before I decided to get a closer look and pretend I was looking for the same items this guy was.
I walked down the aisle he was in and started perusing the other side of the aisle. Then I turned around and started looking at items on the bottom shelf about 10 feet from him. We quickly made eye contact but I was trying not to stare at him or his sneakers. My heart starting beating a bit faster. He was wearing a fairly worn pair of an older style that I actually found quite attractive. But how he was wearing them was even more exhilarating for me. Not sure what it was, but for whatever reason, I was able to muster up the courage to comment on them.
"Hey I like your kicks," I said to him. Not meekly or firmly but a nice casual tone. Without hesitation he replied "Thanks man, I see you rock them the same way I do."
"Yes I do, sometimes I just am lazy but I also like the look," I answered. "Cool" he said. I secretly was hoping that wasn't the end of the conversation.
He put the item he was looking at in his cart and turned around and headed the other way. "Damn" I muttered under my breath, inaudible to him or anyone beyond inches from me.
I went about my business and found something to eat. A microwaveable meal and that was about it. I didn't want an involved meal. I was thinking maybe I should grab some ice cream or a dessert but figured I didn't need the calories. But should I get something for later to drink? Maybe I thought, so I headed over to the liquor area.
Sure enough there was the dude in the Asics getting a couple cases of beer. I was torn; on one hand I wanted to see if there was anything between us. You know when you feel some sort of strange connection to a total stranger? That was the feeling I had. I had also gotten very horny just seeing him and walking around in my unlaced sneakers. He heard me coming behind him and quickly turned around, we exchanged glances and then he did something that sealed the deal. I saw him look directly and intently at my Asics.
"I figured since I was alone tonight I might as well get a case of beer," I said to him. "I hear you man, same here. I didn't even feel like going to the store" was his reply.
Here was my one and only chance so I gave him a line to see if he would bite. "Haha too true, I had nothing at home and didn't feel like some junk fast food. I try to stay in shape and run when I can. I have a closet full of sneakers to prove it!"
"Oh geez, me too. I see you have some nice Asics on tonight, do you run in those?"
"Nah, these are just some older ones I slipped on, but truth be told they are some of my favorite ones."
"Yep mine tool, these are 2150s from a long time ago, I just can't part with them, they've been through a lot!" he said with a smirk. Was he hinting at something? Or was I reading too much into it?
"Wow, same here," I quickly replied with a similar smirk. Then there was very slight pause and he stared at my sneakers again. I swear he licked his lip but maybe I was just imaging that. Now I am a shy person most of the time, but general horniness can be a strong motivator. "Say, I know this might sound weird, but I was just going to go home and eat alone and you're eating alone.... would it be odd if I were to ask if you want to hang out? No pressure and feel free to say no if you want"
"You know what," he said, "that sounds like a good idea. I actually am just a block away you want to come to my place? I'm new to the area and could use a new friend"
