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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was unpleasant at times however at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding 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 until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time merely a short text every day and only one quick however lacking in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was practically an entirely various lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. 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 used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could 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 offered her a leering look.
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