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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zoomed by I realized that I was miserable at times but at others I was thrilled and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 know what was actually going on 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 disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I likewise was constantly randy as I thought of the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I thought continually about her naked body being penetrated by Steve and hopefully his good friend's hard dicks. We had actually restricted communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one brief but lacking in information phone call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost an entirely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week ago. 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 summertime dress that appeared like it ought to be worn as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway in between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could quickly construct 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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