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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable at times however at others I was delighted and practically 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 know what was actually going on till 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 just a brief text every day and only one quick but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a totally different lady than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer 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 provided her a leering appearance.
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