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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I realized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not reveal 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 brief but lacking in information phone call about her extended getaway.
This was almost an entirely different female than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 summertime gown that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway 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 gave her a leering look.
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