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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was miserable at times but at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 actually going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends 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 brief text every day and just one quick however lacking in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was practically a totally 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 using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could quickly construct out 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 offered her a leering look.
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