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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes however at others I was thrilled and practically 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 know what was truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time simply a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in details phone call about her extended getaway.
This was practically a completely various woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that appeared like it must be worn as a slip as it was practically 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 appearance.
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