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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes however at others I was excited and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was really going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically an entirely various female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. 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 dress that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly make 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 offered her a leering appearance.
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