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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 really going on until much later 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 merely a short text every day and only one quick however doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was practically a completely various lady than the one I had 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 gown that appeared like it ought to be used as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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