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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was unpleasant 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 much deeper and 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 actually going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time just a brief text every day and only one short but lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly a completely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. 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 summer season dress that appeared like it should be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily construct 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 look.
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