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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was miserable at times however at others I was delighted and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and much 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 up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time just a brief text every day and just one short however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost an entirely different woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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