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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes 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 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 actually going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and just one brief but lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was nearly a completely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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