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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was delighted and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her deeper and much 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 truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted interaction at the time just a brief text every day and just one short however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was practically a completely different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. 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 season gown that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily construct 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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