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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 sometimes but at others I was delighted and practically 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 understand what was really going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick but lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically a completely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. 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 used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could 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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