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It was a long lonesome drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was thrilled and practically 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 way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was truly going on until much later after she returned from St. Louis.
The week that Jan was gone was a stressful one as I had so much work to catch-up on. I had to keep our family and friends at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I likewise was constantly horny as I thought of the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I believed constantly about her nude body being permeated by Steve and hopefully his good friend's hard cocks. We had limited interaction at the time simply a short text every day and just one short but lacking in details call about her prolonged holiday.
This was almost a completely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week earlier. She had on a summer season gown that looked like it should be worn as a slip as it was practically 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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