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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was miserable at times but 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 much deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and only one short however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was practically an entirely various woman than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week back. 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 looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway 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 might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I provided her a leering look.
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