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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable at times but at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing 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 till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one quick but lacking in information phone call about her extended holiday.
This was almost an entirely various woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime dress that appeared like it should be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly construct 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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