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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable at times however 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 way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and just one quick however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a totally different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. 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 dress that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was almost 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 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 gave her a leering look.
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