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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed 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 most likely 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 actually going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time just a brief text every day and only one quick but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly an entirely various woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway 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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