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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was excited and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her 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 truly going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not divulge 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 quick but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was almost a totally various lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing 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 large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly make out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I offered her a leering appearance.
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