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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was actually going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time just a brief text every day and just one brief however lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost a totally various woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. 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 season gown that appeared like it needs to be used 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 rather low and you could quickly make 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 gave her a leering look.
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