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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was delighted and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one brief however doing not have in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was nearly an entirely various female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that appeared like it must be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could quickly construct out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I offered her a leering look.
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