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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was miserable at times but at others I was excited and practically giddy knowing 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 understand what was actually going on till 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 divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I also was continuously horny as I imagined the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I thought continuously about her naked body being permeated by Steve and hopefully his good friend's difficult dicks. We had restricted communication at the time merely a brief text every day and only one short but doing not have in details call about her prolonged holiday.
This was nearly a completely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She had on a summer dress that looked 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. 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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