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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was delighted and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on until much later 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 actually limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and only one brief however doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was nearly a completely various lady than the one I had left in St. Louis just 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 season dress that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily make 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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