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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 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 deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
The week that Jan was gone was a nerve-wracking one as I had a lot work to catch-up on. I needed to keep our family and friends at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I also was continuously randy as I pictured the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I believed continually about her naked body being penetrated by Steve and hopefully his good friend's difficult cocks. We had actually restricted communication at the time just a brief text every day and only one brief however lacking in details call about her prolonged vacation.
This was almost a completely different lady than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was nearly 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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