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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and much 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 truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick but doing not have in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was practically an entirely different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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