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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 unpleasant sometimes however at others I was delighted and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much 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 know what was actually going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one brief but lacking in information phone call about her extended getaway.
This was nearly an entirely different female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She had on a summer gown that looked like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was nearly sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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