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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was excited and almost giddy understanding 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 actually going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time simply a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly a totally different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week back. 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 summertime gown that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly construct out 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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