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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes however 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 deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. 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 good friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time simply a brief text every day and only one quick however lacking in details phone call about her extended getaway.
This was practically a completely various female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She had on a summer gown that looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway 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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