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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was miserable sometimes 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 truly going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and just one quick however lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was nearly an entirely different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer dress that appeared 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 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 offered her a leering look.
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