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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was delighted 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 actually going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time simply a short text every day and just one short however lacking in details phone call about her extended trip.
This was almost a totally various lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 gown that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might easily make out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I could 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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