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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted interaction at the time merely a short text every day and only one quick however doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost an entirely different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily 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 provided her a leering look.
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