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first and I can meet you someplace.”
    With that she opened the door, blew him a kiss and walked off down the sidewalk. He looked at the card, white with only her name and number on it. Destiny. Fuck, he hadn’t even asked her for a name. So, she went by Destiny?

Chapter Three
     
    Joe had waited for as long as he could. He pulled out the now worn and folded card with Destiny’s name on it. He had taken it out of his wallet so many times to just stare at it that it looked years old instead of days. He had pushed the buttons a hundred times before shaking his head and closing his phone. He couldn’t do it again—he had promised himself that he would throw the card out and forget the whole thing. He hadn’t, though. He had tucked the card safely in his wallet. Six days after their last meeting he couldn’t wait any longer. He knew that calling her was wrong, knew that he was going to pay for these visits, but he couldn’t stop himself.
    With a sigh he pulled out his phone and, even with dread coursing through his body, he dialed the number he had already memorized. As he waited for her to answer his palms started to sweat. He thought through all the things he would have to do to see her tonight. He would have to call the sitter and extend her time to be at his house for the kids. A call to his wife would have to be made. Another set of lies told to his boss. He was digging himself deeper with each passing breath.
    “Hello?” Destiny’s sultry bedroom voice answered and all thoughts of guilt and consequences fled his mind.
    “Hi, Destiny. It’s Joe…umm…the guy at the diner?” Shit, what if she met tons of guys from the diner? What if she didn’t recognize his voice? How to explain which one of her clients was calling? He felt sickened by the thought that he was nothing but a client to her, but that was their arrangement.
    “Hi, baby. I wondered if you’d call me.” Her voice held recognition and a hint of amusement. “Did you want to see me tonight, hon?”
    “Yes. Please.” He waited. Would she turn him down? He hoped not. He wanted to explore another fantasy with her. She had put the anal sex bug in his ear and now every time he closed his eyes he envisioned her bent over anything from a chair to a picnic table with him as deep as he could get in her tight ass.
    “Oh baby, I’d like that. What time were you thinking?”
    “How about seven? Do you want me to pick you up from the diner?” He was running scenarios of where to take her. He didn’t want to go to the seedy hotel around the corner from the diner, but he would have to pay cash for a room. There was no way he’d use a credit card for this.
    “That’ll do fine.” She dropped her voice to a husky whisper. “What do you want me to wear for you tonight? I want to look nice for you.”
    His cock throbbed. That voice could almost send him over the edge with just a few whispers. “Mmm, wear something blue to match your eyes. No underwear, though. I want access to you the minute you slide into my car.”
    “You are naughty, Joe.” She chuckled and his cock thumped in response. “See you tonight, baby.”
    She hung up before he could even respond. Well, it was done. Now he had work to get through, some phone calls to make and a few hours of suffering before he could see Destiny again.
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    The hours had dragged, piling guilt and anxiety on his shoulders. He drove to the diner with half a mind to call it off, but the minute he caught sight of her standing just outside the restaurant he knew he wasn’t backing out. Destiny was dressed in a light-blue T-shirt that at first glance looked normal. On a second look he noticed that there were strategic rips up and down the front of the shirt, showing hints of flesh from her neck to her belly. She turned slightly to watch him pull to the curb and he saw a sneak peek of a nipple slide through one of the rips. Holy hell, she was wearing that without a bra. Lust ran through his body so