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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding 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 actually 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 actually restricted interaction at the time just a brief text every day and only one short but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was practically an entirely different woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply 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 ought to be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might 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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