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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was thrilled and nearly 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 lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was truly going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and just one short however doing not have in information phone call about her extended holiday.
This was nearly a totally different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. 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 gown that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might easily 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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