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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her 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 till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and just one brief but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was practically an entirely different woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 summertime gown that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in 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 gave her a leering look.
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