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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable at times 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 much deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't understand what was actually going on up until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
The week that Jan was gone was a stressful one as I had a lot work to catch-up on. I had to keep our family and friends at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I likewise was continuously randy as I imagined the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from house. I thought continuously about her nude body being permeated by Steve and ideally his buddy's difficult cocks. We had actually restricted interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and just one short however lacking in details phone call about her extended holiday.
This was almost an entirely different woman than the one I had actually left in St. Louis just a week back. 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 gown that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily make 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 look.
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