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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and 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 actually going on until much later 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 limited interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was almost a totally various lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 should be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might easily make out 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 offered her a leering look.
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