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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable at times however at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. 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 pals and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one quick however lacking in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was practically an entirely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She had on a summertime dress that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway 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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