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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was miserable sometimes but 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 much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one quick however doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost a totally different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She had on a summertime dress 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 might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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