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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 really going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household 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 however lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was nearly an entirely various female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just 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 season dress that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather 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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