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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding 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 know what was really going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one short but doing not have in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was almost an entirely different female than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week back. 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 summer season gown that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was almost 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 could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I provided her a leering look.
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