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... I fought the urge to lick them clean because I wanted to leave them as they were. I blew a monster load in Michelle's flat and then returned all of the shoes back to behind the counter. I locked up and left. Karen was scheduled to work in the morning and Michelle was on Sunday. Rhonda would be closing both of the two nights. I popped around during the day with some lame excuse and chatted with Karen for a bit. As luck would have it, Karen was wearing her blue heels in bare feet. She dressed pretty conservatively in navy pants and her uniform shirt but you could see she had a nice, perky ass and shapely legs. I could clearly see the stains all over her heels. I could hardly wait to hear what Rhonda would think when she started her shift with Karen.

I stopped in later that day to see Rhonda. I thought she'd be mad seeing that I hadn't cleaned off Karen's shoes but exactly the opposite had happened. She told me it made her wet seeing Karen wearing the heavily pussy juice stained shoes that were in her pussy so recently. Rhonda was wearing the shortest skirt I'd ever seen her wear. I complimented her on her beautiful bare legs. She then did something that blew my mind. She sat down and spread her legs wide and told me that not only her legs were bare. I saw her beautiful pussy and I could see it was moist. As soon as I got an eyeful, she crossed her legs quickly.

Just then I noticed she was wearing brown flats identical to Karen's flats behind the counter. She told me they ...

... were new and she was going to use them to switch them with Karen's. My cock was as hard as carbide. I had to ask what she was up to and she told me she looked at the schedule and would have two days with Karen's brown flats. I couldn't just be an observer any more and I finally put it out there. I asked Rhonda if I could come by after closing to help with getting Karen's flats ready. I figured she'd stop all of this right then and there, being married as she was. To my surprise, she said that she would like that. She confided in me that her husband was out of town again and that she found out he had a woman on the side. I think she was looking for her own release and I just happened to catch her at an opportune time.

We chatted some more as she dangled her shoe unmercifully in front of me and occasionally gave me a glimpse of her pussy. I left the gas station and returned right around closing time. I asked her if she wanted to go into the washroom and she said "no". She told me to park my car in the grocery store parking lot and she'd pick me up and take her to her house. When we met and I hopped in her car, we kissed madly and I asked her to take one of her (Karen's) flats off. She did and handed it to me. I licked it and so did she. Then I spread her legs and pressed the toe against her pussy lips. She was so wet that it slipped in an inch or so easily. She grabbed it and said "watch this" to me as she pushed it all the way until only the heel cup was visible. Holy shit! ...