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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was excited 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 know what was really going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not reveal 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 but doing not have in information phone call about her extended getaway.
This was practically a totally different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway 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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