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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 excited and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one brief but lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically a completely different female than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply 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 looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could quickly construct out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I provided her a leering appearance.
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