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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 sometimes however at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much 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 actually going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and only one quick but doing not have in details phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost an entirely various female than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week back. 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 summer season gown that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could quickly construct 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 gave her a leering look.
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