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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing 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 understand what was truly going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time simply a brief text every day and just one short however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was almost a completely different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime gown that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could quickly construct 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 appearance.
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