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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one short but doing not have in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly an entirely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. 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 appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly make 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 provided her a leering look.
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