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It was a long lonely 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 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 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 limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost a totally different female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just 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 dress that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily make 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 offered her a leering look.
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