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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I recognized that I was miserable at times but at others I was delighted and almost giddy knowing 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 truly going on up until much later on 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 needed to keep our loved ones at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I also was constantly randy as I imagined the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from house. I believed continuously about her naked body being permeated by Steve and ideally his good friend's hard cocks. We had actually limited interaction at the time simply a brief text every day and only one quick but doing not have in information phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly a completely various lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. She had on a summertime dress that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway 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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