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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was thrilled and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 on 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 actually limited communication at the time merely a brief text every day and just one short however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was almost an entirely different lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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