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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was miserable at times but at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 know what was actually going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost a totally different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week back. 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 summer dress that appeared like it needs to be used as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily 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 offered her a leering appearance.
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