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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was miserable at times however at others I was delighted and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and 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 truly going on up until much later 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 merely a short text every day and just one short but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was nearly a completely different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime dress that looked like it should be used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway 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 look.
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