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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was really going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time merely a short text every day and just one quick however lacking in details phone call about her extended getaway.
This was practically an entirely various lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She had on a summer dress that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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