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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood 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 most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one quick however doing not have in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was almost a completely different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime dress that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily construct 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 provided her a leering look.
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