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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 truly going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one short but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was practically a totally various woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply 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 should be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly make 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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