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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable at times however at others I was delighted and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 till 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 interaction at the time merely a short text every day and just one quick but doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was nearly a totally various woman than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 dress that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might easily 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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