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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in details phone call about her extended getaway.
This was almost a totally various female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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