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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 really going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time simply a short text every day and only one brief however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a totally various woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 gown that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily 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 offered her a leering look.
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