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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 understand what was truly going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted interaction at the time just a short text every day and only one short however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was nearly an entirely different woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. 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 season dress that looked like it must be worn 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 easily 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 look.
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