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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was miserable sometimes but at others I was thrilled 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 lifestyle. 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 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 constantly horny as I envisioned the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from house. I believed continually about her naked body being permeated by Steve and hopefully his friend's difficult cocks. We had actually restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and just one short but doing not have in details telephone call about her prolonged vacation.
This was nearly a completely different woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was almost sheer and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might easily make out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I gave her a leering look.
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