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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much 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 really 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 reveal 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 short but lacking in information phone call about her extended holiday.
This was almost an entirely various woman than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week back. 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 gown that looked like it should be used 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 make 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 look.
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