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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was thrilled and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much 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 till 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 restricted interaction at the time just a brief text every day and only one quick however doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost an entirely different female than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just 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 summertime dress that looked like it should be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway 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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