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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes however at others I was excited and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time merely a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in details phone call about her extended trip.
This was practically an entirely various lady than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week earlier. 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 summertime dress that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily construct 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 provided her a leering appearance.
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