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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was excited and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and 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 till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time merely a short text every day and only one quick but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly a totally different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer 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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