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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was thrilled and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 understand what was really going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time simply a brief text every day and only one quick however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was nearly an entirely different female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She had on a summer dress that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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