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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was delighted and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 truly going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and only one short however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost a totally different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly 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 look.
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