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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was delighted and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not divulge 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 however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was nearly a totally various woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She had on a summertime dress that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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