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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was delighted and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 know what was actually going on till much later on 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 restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and only one quick however lacking in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was practically a completely various female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just 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 summer season gown that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly make 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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