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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was delighted and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was actually going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick but doing not have in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was almost an entirely various female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer dress that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could quickly 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 appearance.
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