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... that day and Michelle was wearing a 3/4 length denim skirt and her black flats barefoot. We talked for a bit and I left. I was so tired from the previous night. I wished I could stay for hours watching Michelle dangle her severely stained flats but I had to get going. Before I left, Michelle asked me if she could ask me a serious question and I said "sure". She popped off one of her flats and handed it to me. She said "do these smell funny to you?" What an opportunity. I held her flat right up to my nose and inhaled it deeply. I told that they smelled fine to me and asked what she meant. What she said next floored me. "I think they smell like pussy." I boldly asked if there was a problem with that. She said "not really, but I just can't figure out why".

I wasn't sure how far to take this so I suggested that they looked fine and smelled amazing to me. I also said if they were still comfortable, she should just keep wearing them. She just shrugged when I handed her flat back and said "thank you for your honesty". I was hard as a rock and, as usual, did nothing to hide my boner from Michelle's glances as she slipped the ruined flat back on her bare foot. I said goodbye to Michelle and headed home. I talked to Rhonda later that day and told her what had happened with Michelle. Rhonda said that made her wet knowing that Michelle could smell her pussy on her flats. Rhonda was dirtier than I ever could have dreamed and I was loving it. I worked Tuesday close and dropped another ...

... load in one of Michelle's flats while sniffing Karen's destroyed brown flats. I could hardly wait to hear from Rhonda after she worked with Karen on Wednesday. Rhonda was on dayshift and Karen was working closing on Wednesday.

I met Rhonda at her house on Wednesday after her shift. Her husband was away again, so we had some time to get naughty. Rhonda had worn her brown flats to work that day and they still looked fairly new. I asked her how things went working with Karen. We sat down in the living room and she started to tell me how things went with Karen. As Rhonda talked, she was dangling and dipping out of her flats. I pulled my cock out of my shorts and masturbated slowly as she started.

She told me Karen was not dressed in her usual conservative attire. She was wearing a summer dress that was about mid-thigh and the completely destroyed brown flats. When it got slow, Karen sat down and started dangling a flat. She was turning it back on Rhonda. Karen dangled her flat right off and it flew in Rhonda's direction. Rhonda quickly retrieved it and went to put it on Karen's foot. Just then Karen uncrossed her legs to accept it and spread her legs pretty wide. Rhonda got an eye-full of her bald pussy as she slowly placed the flat back on her foot. Karen then piped up and asked Rhonda if she was attracted to her feet and shoes. Rhonda shyly admitted that she was. Karen stood up right in front of Rhonda and placed a kiss on her lips.

When she broke off the kiss, Karen ...