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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was excited and almost giddy knowing 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 know what was actually going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one short but doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost an entirely different female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer dress that looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might easily 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 offered her a leering look.
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