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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was excited and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her deeper and much 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 good friends and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and just one brief however doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost a completely different lady than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 looked like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could 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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