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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 truly going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household 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 just one short but doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly an entirely different lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply 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 summertime gown that appeared like it should 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 quite 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 appearance.
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