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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled 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 way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really 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 so much work to catch-up on. I needed to keep our family and friends at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I also was continuously randy as I envisioned the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from house. I thought continually about her nude body being penetrated by Steve and hopefully his buddy's difficult cocks. We had limited communication at the time simply a short text every day and only one short but doing not have in information telephone call about her extended getaway.
This was practically a completely different woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week back. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it needs to be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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