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... strange.

While there, I developed a raging boner talking with Rhonda. She had on a short navy skirt, about 2" above the knee, white pantyhose and navy blue heels similar to Karen's. It was a slow night, so I hung around and chatted for a while. When Rhonda sat down, I noticed it wasn't pantyhose but stockings she was wearing. Her stocking tops peaked out a bit as she crossed her legs. She then started dangling and I almost cummed in my pants right there. After I couldn't take any more, I said goodbye and went home. I decided I'd sneak back just before closing time to see if Rhonda was up to anything with Michelle's flats.

It was almost closing time, so I made my way back to the gas station. I got there just as Rhonda was turning out the lights. I'm glad the property was dark after the lights went out as I was able to look around without being spotted by anyone. I hung back a bit and watched as Rhonda came out the front door and locked it behind her. She headed for the bathroom with her purse in hand (the bathrooms were entered from the outside).

As Rhonda walked, I saw something drop out from under her skirt. It was a shoe but I couldn't tell which. She had a shoe in her pussy already but couldn't hold it in as she walked. Then it hit me that she wasn't wearing panties either! She went into the bathroom and I waited. She came out about 30 minutes later and went back into the store. I snuck up to a window to see what she was up to. Thankfully, the pop cooler lights ...

... provided just enough light to see her putting back Michelle's flats and both pairs of Karen's shoes in their original locations. Then she locked up and left. At least now I had a good idea whose pussy juice I had smelled and tasted. My young horny brain started formulating a plan to work this situation.

Thursday was pretty much a repeat of Wednesday. I dropped by the gas station to buy something...again. I was a little later dropping in and asked Rhonda if it was busy and she said it was pretty much dead. She had on her short navy skirt, same white stockings and navy blue heels. As I hung around and chatted for a while, I noticed Rhonda was shifting around a lot standing. I asked her if she was alright and she said her feet were getting sore and she needed to sit down.

When she sat down, I could see her stocking tops peaking out a bit as she crossed her legs. I did a mental inventory of the other women's shoes behind the counter and noticed only one of Michelle's flats sitting there. Rhonda started dangling her one shoe very aggressively and got a glazed look on her face as her toes curled and her heel fell off and hit the floor with a loud clack. Her nylon covered toes curled hard for about ten seconds before she released them. I think she just had an orgasm right in front of me. A few moments later a customer came in the store and Rhonda stood up and slipped her heel back on. As she walked from her chair to the cash register, Michelle's flat dropped out from under her ...