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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was delighted and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick but lacking in information phone call about her extended holiday.
This was nearly an entirely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell halfway in 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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