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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and 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 after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one quick but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a completely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it must be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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