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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I realized that I was unpleasant sometimes however at others I was excited and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on until much later 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 restricted communication at the time simply a brief text every day and only one quick however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged trip.
This was practically an entirely different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week back. 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 must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell halfway 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 offered her a leering appearance.
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