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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was excited and almost 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 truly going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one short however doing not have in information phone call about her extended getaway.
This was almost an entirely various female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 dress that appeared like it should be used 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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