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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and much 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 actually going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time just a short text every day and just one quick however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a completely different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season gown that appeared like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could quickly 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 look.
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