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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 unpleasant at times however at others I was excited and nearly 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 really going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one brief however lacking in details phone call about her extended trip.
This was almost a totally different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply 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 should be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly make 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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