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It was a long lonesome 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 nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one brief however lacking in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly a totally different female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily make 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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