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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was unpleasant 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 much 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 actually going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one short however doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly a totally various lady than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 season dress that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could 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 appearance.
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