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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing 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 know what was really going on till much later on 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 restricted communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one quick however doing not have in details phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly a totally different woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer dress that appeared like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily construct 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 offered her a leering look.
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