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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable at times but at others I was excited and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 truly going on until 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 actually restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and just one brief but doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost an entirely various woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might easily make out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I might 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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