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It was a long lonesome 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 delighted and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 understand what was truly going on until much later on 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 simply a brief text every day and just one quick but doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was nearly a totally different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with at least 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 nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily make out 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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