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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was miserable 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 much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. 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 friends and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick however doing not have in details phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly a totally different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime dress that appeared like it must be worn as a slip as it was almost 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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