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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes but 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 deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and family at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one brief however lacking in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was nearly a totally various woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it must be worn 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 rather 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 offered her a leering appearance.
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