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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes 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 lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was truly going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was nearly a completely various woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week back. 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 gown that appeared like it should be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might easily make 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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