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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was excited and nearly giddy understanding 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 understand what was really going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had 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 almost a totally different lady than the one I had actually left 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 summertime dress that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly 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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