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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. 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 buddies and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and only one quick however doing not have in information phone call about her extended holiday.
This was almost a totally different lady than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week earlier. 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 summertime dress that appeared like it must be used 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 quickly 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 offered her a leering appearance.
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