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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was delighted and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her 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 really going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one quick however lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost an entirely different lady than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 gown that looked like it must be used 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 out 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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