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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was miserable at times however at others I was thrilled and practically 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 actually going on up until 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 interaction at the time just a brief text every day and just one short but lacking in details phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost a totally various female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 season dress that looked like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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