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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was thrilled and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 actually going on till 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 limited interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and just one brief however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a totally various lady than the one I had left behind 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 dress that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather 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 gave her a leering look.
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