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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was delighted and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and 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 really going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time simply a brief text every day and just one brief but doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost a completely different woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly 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 offered her a leering appearance.
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