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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was excited and almost giddy understanding 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 know what was actually going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time merely a brief text every day and just one short but doing not have in information phone call about her extended holiday.
This was practically an entirely different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 summer dress that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly 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 provided her a leering look.
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