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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was unpleasant 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 deeper and 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 truly going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and just one quick however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was practically a totally various woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 summertime dress that looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily construct 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 offered her a leering look.
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