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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was delighted and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 understand what was really going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time just a brief text every day and just one quick but doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost a completely various woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. 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 dress that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might easily construct 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 offered her a leering look.
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