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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was delighted and practically giddy knowing 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 till much later 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 restricted communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one quick however doing not have in details phone call about her extended trip.
This was almost a totally different lady than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week ago. 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 summertime dress that looked like it ought to be used 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 might quickly construct 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 provided her a leering appearance.
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