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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was excited and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 actually going on till much later 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 limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and just one brief but doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was practically a completely different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was practically large 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 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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