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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I realized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 understand what was truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time just a short text every day and just one quick but doing not have in details phone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically a totally different woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. 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 gown that appeared like it ought to be used as a slip as it was practically 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 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 appearance.
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