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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 sometimes however at others I was delighted and practically giddy understanding 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 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 family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one brief however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was nearly a completely various lady than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week ago. 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 summertime gown that appeared like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway 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 provided her a leering look.
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