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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 on 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 actually limited communication at the time simply a brief text every day and just one brief however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost a completely different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She had on a summer gown that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway 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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