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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 knowing 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 really going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and just one quick however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was nearly a totally different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She had on a summer dress that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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