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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 truly going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time merely a short text every day and just one quick but lacking in information phone call about her extended getaway.
This was almost a totally different female than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 summer dress that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might 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 provided her a leering appearance.
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