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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes 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 much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick however lacking in details phone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically an entirely various lady 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 wearing high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season dress that appeared like it ought to be used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily 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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