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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was actually going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited communication at the time just a short text every day and only one short however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was nearly a totally various lady than the one I had 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 gown that appeared like it should be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily make out 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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