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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her deeper and much 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 actually going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and only one quick but doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was nearly an entirely various lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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