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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I understood that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled 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 lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was really going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually restricted communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick but doing not have in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was almost a completely different lady than the one I had left in St. Louis simply 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 summer gown that looked like it needs to 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 could easily make 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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