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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was miserable at times however at others I was excited and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much 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 really going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends 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 short text every day and just one quick however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly a completely different female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly 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 appearance.
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