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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes however at others I was excited and practically 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 way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one quick however doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was practically a completely various woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply a week earlier. 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 looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could quickly construct 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 appearance.
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