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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was excited and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her 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 truly going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and just one short but doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost a completely various lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summertime dress that looked like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell halfway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might quickly construct out 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 provided her a leering look.
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