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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I recognized that I was unpleasant at times but at others I was thrilled and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and much deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on till 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 needed to keep our family and friends at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I likewise was constantly randy as I envisioned the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from home. I thought constantly about her naked body being permeated by Steve and ideally his pal's difficult dicks. We had actually restricted interaction at the time merely a brief text every day and only one brief but doing not have in details call about her extended holiday.
This was nearly a completely various woman 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 season gown that appeared like it should be worn as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you might quickly construct out 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 offered her a leering look.
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