Desire

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We finished our breakfast after several minutes and while Sandy went to get her school bag I grabbed my jacket.

The dress suit is dark blue with black shoes. If at this moment I were to wear sunglasses or aviator glasses, I am 100% sure that more than one person would easily confuse me with a security agent or a bodyguard.

Sandy runs down the stairs and before reaching the living room she yells at me. —"I'm ready."— For my part I just roll my eyes as I watch Sandy run all the way.

I leave the house first and Sandy follows me several meters behind. We go out to the patio and before reaching the car I hear the neighbor's voice yelling at her pet. Seconds later my neighbor appears with a dog leash in her hand.

The lady's name is Fatima, she is blonde, 1.70 tall, slender and has white skin. She is about 30 years old and wears a long nightgown. She shouts the dog's name several times and looks up and down the street.

We exchange glances and greet each other as a good morning gesture and before exchanging a word, Sandy pushes my back, preventing me from stopping to talk to Mrs. Fatima. All I can do is smile and say goodbye to our neighbor.

My wife has a white 2020 Honda CVR and I drive a sand-colored 2010 Corolla sedan and with just one look you'll know that I prefer better gas mileage over certain types of luxuries.

Sandy goes ahead and after opening the passenger door she throws her school bag into the back seats and sits down, crossing her arms and letting out a huff. —"Damn bitch." — Sandy says grumpily, letting out another snort.

Getting into the car I frowned after hearing Sandy's complaint. I go back to see this rude girl and with my eyes I give a warning...

This causes Sandy to swallow the words she was about to say and change her tone with another type of complaint..

—"But dad, you saw how that lady is offering herself to you..."—

Sandy's words made me think for several seconds, reviewing our interaction, then her body gestures, and finally her behavior...

Not catching anything beyond the normal, I shook my head. -"no, nothing"-

Sandy tells me in surprise - "Didn't you see?" - I only respond by shrugging my shoulders. —"No."—

—"Well, let's not talk about that topic anymore."— With that said, Sandy takes off her shoes and puts both feet on the seat. Her skirt moves and in seconds her thighs are exposed to the naked eye, showing black satin panties with a semi-transparent mesh on top of her cave and she reveals a large part of her skin. ..

This made me pay more attention to the side and rearview mirrors before starting the car. —"Honey, when I tell you you must sit correctly."—

Notice, not because it bothers me to see her panties, it's just to avoid certain types of problems with third parties.

—"Do you not like them?"—

—"I love it, but I prefer to watch them at home, safety first and there are many people who hate the Warrens, especially to your grandfather, and will pay large sums to see him suffer."— I reply and briefly look at her beautiful thighs. .

Sandy opens her legs a little more and gives me a better view of her cave... "It's been more than 15 years since you and Grandpa haven't spoken to each other. Do you think he cares about our lives?"—

Well, when my father divorced and left my mother for a much younger woman just to safeguard her family in search of a more qualified heir. Even a monk would be angry if he left it out.

In case this is not enough with the death of my older brother under strange circumstances. how they don't want me to stop talking to my father. —"Honey, the subject of the Warren family is somewhat complicated."—My answer sounds very ambiguous.

—"Dad, don't you want to be stronger or be successful and live forever like grandpa and grandma?" — Sandy asks me again, placing a hand on my thigh.

—"Honey, Martial cultivation is not as simple as you hear, the vast majority of people who dedicate themselves to this spend training 14 to 18 hours a day. "— 

After answering I feel how Sandy's fingers begin to slide little by little by little by the inner part of the thigh and as if called my cock reacts.

The hard and fat silhouette of my dragon is drawn under my pants, a smile appears on Sandy's face, I anticipate her movement and before she grabs, massages or kneads my cock, I look up and check the three mirrors in the car. 

I looked in the rearview mirror and confirmed with the side mirrors.—"Honey, a car is approaching."—

Sandy lets out a huff of annoyance at interrupting her actions before her fingers advance a little further. The girl turned around in her seat to look and confirm that I am telling the truth.

Seeing the approaching black BMW 360i car, Sandy sits properly after turning around, seconds later the car overtakes on the left on a two-lane street. This is dangerous because I slow down little by little and let the BMW overtake.

I turn around at the first intersection and go straight to the school. I stop the car two blocks from the school at Sandy's request. Before saying goodbye, the damn brat puts her hand in my crotch and slides her fingers along the silhouette of my shaft until she draws it completely. .

My body trembles and I let out a sigh. Sandy gets excited and leans forward while her fingers try to open the zipper of my pants.

Without thinking twice with one hand I stop her actions and with the other hand I stop her tilt holding her head. —"Honey, this is not the time"— I can see in slow motion how Sandy's face, full of absolute desire, changes little by little into the complete opposite.

The girl even frowns and makes a duck mouth saying — "But, Dad." — Before she continues speaking I remove my hand from her head and put a finger on her lips. —"ssss"—

— "Honey" — I hold and press her hand on my member. Then I release her hand and lean forward. While I pretend to give my little girl a kiss on her cheek. I slide my hand between her legs until I touch her panties and with the tips of my fingers I caress subtly and affectionately.

Sandy's reaction comes quickly as her eyes narrow and water, her mouth opens partially and she lets out a gasp. Her breath hits my face and as she looks into my eyes, Sandy wets her lips then looks down from her to my lips and then she looks back into my eyes.

At this point it is only a matter of time to take the next step. But at this exact moment I see a girl wearing the school uniform and slowly approaching the car. —"Don't turn around because Sara, your friend, is approaching."—

Sandy nods in agreement and I add. — "Raise your body to block her view and grab your school bag." — Sandy confirms again and does as I tell her before going to get her school bag in the back seat. Sara, her friend, touches the glass of the window. Sandy returns to see her as a reflection and greets her friend happily with a smile.

Sandy gets up and puts her body between the seats in search of her school bag, while my face looks towards the front of the car. But my eyes are focused on the rearview mirror looking at her butt..

Sandy didn't take long and before getting out of the car she gave me another kiss on her cheek as a farewell to her. Sara greets me with a couple of very sweet signs, before being literally pulled by the arm by Sandy who complains and warns her.  Sara turns to look at me until her neck bends and says goodbye again.

I wait for both girls to enter the school before turning around and heading to work. As I go out onto the avenue I see the black BMW car passing by followed by two other cars of the same model but different colors.

Although there are thousands of possibilities, it is very likely that these cars belong to some type of company, enterprise, union or clan that has recently arrived in the city. Without paying much attention to this matter, I drive to work.

Before parking the car, I notice that in front of the building where the accounting firm's offices are located, there are several people arguing right next to the door. This gave me a bad feeling because this is not at all common among workers, especially when there are 15 minutes left before they start work.

All I had to do was get out of the car and get close enough to the building for some co-workers to approach saying.  — "The place has been robbed and the boss's office is a complete disaster." — I was shocked, not knowing what to say or do at the moment. .

—"Some workers have called the police and others are trying to contact him," — The colleague tells me..

Not knowing whether or not to believe his words, I immediately took out my phone and dialed the boss, while I entered the building to look for his secretary and other accountants..

I immediately arrived at the offices and indeed my boss did not respond. Upon entering I realized that not the entire place was ransacked, only some specific offices.

At first glance I can see that they took documents, CPUs like other office equipment and among those offices is the boss's office. iHis office was the most looted, they even took his bottle collection and opened the safe..

Just by seeing the bitter faces of my colleagues I realize that this was not a simple robbery and I immediately stop dialing the boss's phone. —"John, it's good that you're here." —One of my colleagues tells me. while another of the accountants tells me with annoyance. —"that son of a bitch took everything."— At first I didn't understand what he meant.

It was until the deputy head of the revenue department, the lady Helen tells us. —"I just confirmed with one of my contacts that Felix has transferred all the money to several accounts abroad and we have no possibility of recovering that money. That damned son of a bitch took everything."—

Having said this by Helen, several companions begin to lament to the point of beginning to cry, others begin to curse him and the rest seem to see their souls lost.

This matter is no wonder all their savings and loans have just been stolen from under their very noses..

To be continue....