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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was miserable at times however at others I was excited and nearly 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 way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not divulge 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 quick however doing not have in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly an entirely various woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 dress that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily construct 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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