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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 unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy knowing 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 actually going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one short however lacking in details phone call about her extended getaway.
This was practically a totally 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 summertime dress that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily construct 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 look.
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