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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I realized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was delighted and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time just a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost a completely various lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She had on a summer gown that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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