I Put Mother and Daughter on Four Wheels novel · Chapter 2 of 12

Chapter 2: The Patio

I spent the night staring at the ceiling.

I told myself out loud that I wasn't going to touch her.

That she was my administrator's daughter.

That she was my goddaughter.

That she was twenty-two and I was forty-one, and at my age you have an obligation to think with the head on your shoulders.

At five o'clock on Wednesday afternoon, Genesis came into the patio wearing white shorts and a shirt tied under her chest.

She stopped next to the car, keys in hand.

"Good afternoon, godfather."

"Good afternoon."

"Are you going to scold me?"

"I'm going to teach you how to drive."

"What a shame."

She laughed.

She opened the driver's door and sat behind the wheel, legs apart, her hair pulled up in a high bun.

I sat next to her in the passenger seat, the brake pedal between my feet.

"This time, I'm driving," she said.

"I'll correct you."

"We'll see about that."

She started the engine without stalling it.

She put it in first gear.

She released the clutch with a smoothness that surprised me.

The Aveo moved forward, slowly, across the empty patio.

"Very good."

"See? I learn fast."

"It shows."

"I like learning new things."

She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye.

I held her gaze a second too long.

We made the first lap around the patio at five kilometers an hour.

On the second lap, her right hand left the gearshift and landed on my thigh.

"Genesis."

"Keep your eyes on the road."

"What are you doing?"

"A coordination exercise."

Her hand moved up.

Slowly, along the seam of my pants, until it found the bulge that hadn't stopped being hard since the afternoon before.

I closed my eyes.

"Tell me to stop and I'll stop."

"Don't stop."

"That's the right answer."

She unzipped my fly with two fingers, without letting go of the steering wheel with her other hand.

She slipped her hand inside my boxers.

When she pulled my cock out into the open air, it felt cold and hot at the same time.

"My God," I whispered.

"So big."

"Don't talk."

"So pretty."

"Genesis..."

"It's true."

She turned the steering wheel to take the curve of the patio.

She pulled the handbrake until the car stopped next to a concrete wall, and turned off the engine.

Silence fell over us.

She unbuckled her seatbelt.

She leaned over the center console, her hair falling over her face.

"Look at the horizon," she said.

"What horizon?"

"Whichever one you want."

She took it into her mouth.

A wet, tight heat enveloped the head of my cock, and my whole body arched against the seat.

I moaned.

"Fuck."

I felt her tongue circle slowly, squeeze, move up.

She stopped halfway and pulled it out with a wet sound.

"Look at me," she said.

I looked at her.

She sucked me again, deeper, and I grabbed the headrest with one hand and the window frame with the other.

She had a champion's mouth.

She did it with enthusiasm, with pleasure, her hand at the base, moving up and down in the same rhythm as her head.

The car rocked slightly on its shocks.

The sun was sinking behind the wall.

A dizzying sensation came over me.

"I'm going to come."

"Good."

"Genesis, no..."

"Good."

She let out a little moan against my skin, and that vibration made me lose the last threads.

I came with a roar, all at once, my head thrown back, thrusting my hips against her face.

She swallowed everything, without pulling away.

When I finished, she lifted her head, wiped the corner of her lips with her thumb, and licked it, looking at me.

"First lesson passed."

I couldn't speak.

I pulled up my pants with trembling hands.

Genesis settled back into her seat, fixed her hair in the rearview mirror, and smiled at me.

"Should I continue tomorrow?"

"No..."

"That means yes."

"Genesis, your mom..."

"My mom is happy."

The phrase hit me like a bucket of cold water.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. Let's go."

She started the car, and we circled the patio again, the engine humming serenely and my head spinning.

When we parked in front of the office, she got out with the keys in her hand.

"Thanks for the lesson, godfather."

She walked away without looking back.

I sat there for a long minute.

Then I got out on shaky legs, closed the car door, and walked toward the office.

In the doorway, arms crossed and lips painted red, Zulay was waiting for me.

Her auburn hair was pulled back, she wore a tight white blouse, and a pencil was tucked behind her ear.

She looked me up and down.

She took a deep breath, like someone deciding whether to scream or not.

"Alvaro."

"Zulay, I..."

"Don't say anything."

She came close to my neck, inhaled, and looked up.

"You smell like my daughter."

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