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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was excited and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and 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 truly going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time merely a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly a completely different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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