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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. 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 friends and household at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time merely a short text every day and just one short but doing not have in information phone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was nearly an entirely different female than the one I had actually 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 used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite 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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