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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 sometimes however at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was really going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time merely a short text every day and just one brief however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was nearly a totally different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She had on a summertime dress that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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