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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 unpleasant sometimes however at others I was excited and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably 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 understand what was really going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one quick however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was almost a completely different female than the one I had left in St. Louis simply a week ago. 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 summertime gown that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was practically large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you could easily 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 gave her a leering appearance.
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