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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was thrilled and practically 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 truly going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and just one quick however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
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 a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly construct out 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 appearance.
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