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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was excited and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her deeper and 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 up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and only one brief however lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically a totally various woman than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week earlier. 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 summer gown that appeared like it should be worn as a slip as it was almost large 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 could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I offered her a leering look.
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