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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was miserable at times but at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much 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 understand what was really going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one brief however doing not have in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was nearly a completely different lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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