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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 sometimes however at others I was thrilled and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much 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 really going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time merely a short text every day and just one short but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly an entirely various lady than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week earlier. 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 summertime gown that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly construct 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 gave her a leering look.
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