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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 at times 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 much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in details phone call about her extended vacation.
This was almost an entirely various lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week back. 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 ought to be worn as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly construct 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 look.
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