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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was excited and almost giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely 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 understand what was truly going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
The week that Jan was gone was a nerve-wracking one as I had so much work to catch-up on. I had to keep our pals and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I also was constantly horny as I imagined the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I believed continually about her nude body being permeated by Steve and ideally his buddy's difficult dicks. We had actually limited communication at the time simply a brief text every day and only one brief but doing not have in details call about her extended trip.
This was practically a totally different woman than the one I had left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She had on a summertime gown that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was nearly large 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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