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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was delighted and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much 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 actually going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time merely a brief text every day and only one brief but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was almost an entirely different woman than the one I had left 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 summertime gown that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly construct 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 gave her a leering look.
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