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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 know what was truly going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one short however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was nearly an entirely different lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She had on a summer gown that looked like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway 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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