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It was a long lonesome drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped 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 most likely screwing her and dragging her 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 up until much later 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 needed to keep our loved ones at bay and not disclose that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I likewise was continuously randy as I pictured 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 tough dicks. We had restricted communication at the time just a short text every day and only one brief however doing not have in details telephone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically an entirely various female than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was wearing high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was practically sheer and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily make out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I might 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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