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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was thrilled and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 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 actually limited communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was nearly a totally various woman than the one I had actually left behind 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 dress that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway 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 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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