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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I realized that I was miserable at times but at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much 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 up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one short however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was nearly an entirely various female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was almost sheer 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 could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I gave her a leering look.
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