June was seated outside, at a crowded café, absentmindedly dangling her matching yellow mule from her bright blue painted big toe, as she sipped her coffee with her legs crossed. She was wearing that short yellow summer dress she sometimes wore to tease me except, she wasn't wearing it for me this time. At 35 years of age, June is what some men would call a hotwife. Indeed, she was aware of
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