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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 at times however at others I was delighted and nearly giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and 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 till much later on 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 good friends and family at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I also was constantly randy as I envisioned the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I believed continually about her nude body being penetrated by Steve and hopefully his pal's difficult cocks. We had actually limited communication at the time merely a short text every day and only one short but lacking in information call about her extended holiday.
This was practically an entirely different lady than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis simply a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with a minimum of a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer dress that looked like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily 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 gave her a leering look.
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