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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was excited and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 after she returned from St. Louis.
The week that Jan was gone was a nerve-wracking one as I had so much work to catch-up on. I had to keep our loved ones at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I also was constantly horny as I envisioned the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I believed constantly about her naked body being permeated by Steve and hopefully his friend's tough cocks. We had actually limited interaction at the time simply a short text every day and just one short however lacking in information phone call about her prolonged getaway.
This was practically a totally different female than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She had on a summer 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. 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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