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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes however at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much 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 understand what was really going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was almost an entirely different woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply 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 summer season dress that appeared like it needs 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 quickly 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 gave her a leering look.
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