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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was miserable at times but 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 much deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and just one short but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost an entirely various lady than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer dress that looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might 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 gave her a leering look.
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