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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was excited and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and 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 actually going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one short but lacking in details phone call about her extended getaway.
This was practically a completely various lady than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week earlier. 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 summertime gown that appeared like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was almost 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 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 look.
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