On a long ride home, I stopped for having a leak at some kind of puppet museum alongside the road. Except for a coach, the parking lot was empty. When I came inside the museum shop, most of the people were gathering to leave, a blonde lady in a green woven dress was helping a few of them to pay for their purchases, at the cash register being at a table in the middle of the shop.
When I got out of the restrooms, the shop was empty, except for the lady at the cash register, who was hiking up her dress, until the waistline of her sheer pantyhose came into view, which had almost sagged below the leg holes of her white full panties. When she pulled up the pantyhose, she heard the door close behind me. She turned around, and in a panic she pulled down the dress as quickly as she could, and turned red as a tomato.
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