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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on till 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 actually limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one short however lacking in information phone call about her extended getaway.
This was almost a completely various woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just 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 dress that appeared like it ought to be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could 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 appearance.
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