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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was excited and nearly 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 lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was really going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and just one brief however doing not have in information phone call about her extended getaway.
This was nearly a completely various lady than the one I had actually 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 summertime dress that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could quickly construct 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 offered her a leering look.
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