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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 at times however at others I was excited and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much 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 truly going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge 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 short however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly a totally various female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime gown that appeared like it should be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly 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 offered her a leering look.
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