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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was miserable 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 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 truly going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time simply a short text every day and just one short but lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost a completely different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 summer dress that appeared like it should be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway 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 could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I provided her a leering appearance.
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