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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing 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 really going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time simply a brief text every day and only one brief but doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was practically a completely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer dress that looked like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might easily construct 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 offered her a leering appearance.
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