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It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I understood that I was miserable at times however at others I was excited and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much 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 until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
The week that Jan was gone was a nerve-wracking one as I had a lot work to catch-up on. I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I likewise was continuously randy as I imagined the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from house. I believed constantly about her naked body being penetrated by Steve and hopefully his buddy's tough dicks. We had limited communication at the time merely a brief text every day and just one quick but lacking in details phone call about her extended trip.
This was nearly an entirely various woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it must 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 could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.
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