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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was miserable at times but at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy knowing 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 really going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and only one short however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was practically a totally different female 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 at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime dress that appeared like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly 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 might 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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