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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was thrilled and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 know what was truly going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one quick however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a completely different woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime dress that appeared like it should be used as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly construct 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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