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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 unpleasant sometimes however at others I was excited and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much 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 really going on up 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 communication at the time merely a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was nearly an entirely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week back. 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 summertime dress that appeared like it must be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might easily construct out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I could 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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