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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 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 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 actually going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one quick but doing not have in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost a totally different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just 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 summer season gown that appeared like it ought to be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might easily construct the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I might 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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