Daddy Loves My Clothes Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Daddy Loves My Clothes Pt. 01

... Hold on..."

I walk quickly back to my room, shedding the little shorts and top and replacing them with the next. A very tight pair of black athletic shorts, fitting more like boy shorts, and a gray sports bra that I haven't worn in years. They almost looked silly on me, being so small, but they did accentuate my more womanly features; Especially my long tone legs. I return to the living room to show them off.

As I walk in, I hear him mutter, "Jesus, Raya. You haven't been going to the gym in that, have you?"

I laugh and respond, "No! Of course not! Just workouts in my room. Lots of yoga."

He looks relieved as he says, "Good. Those will need to be donated too. Or just worn at home for your yoga."

He looks me up and down several more times before I say, "All right, skirts and dresses?"

He smiles anxiously and jokes, "At the risk of giving me a heart attack, yeah, go ahead."

I walk back off to my room, and strip off the little shorts, the sports bra, and the panties this time. I was ready for a full outfit change. I pull up a pair of pink and white striped panties that definitely do not fit as well as they used to. I then pull a cute floral dress over my head, covering my body. It is ruffled in the shoulders. The dress is white with a variety of little flower colors and combinations throughout the pattern. It isn't very low cut, still covering most of my cleavage. It is, however, quite short. A slight bend would likely expose the cotton material ...

... underneath.

I prance back out to the living room, seeing Mom in the kitchen grabbing herself a drink. I'm standing in the middle of the room in the little dress, and Dad is seated on the couch as she walks in.

Dad smiles and says, "Raya is showing me which of her clothes need to go and be replaced. She wasn't kidding. Do you want to join the fashion show? You could be a judge... or maybe another model?"

Mom laughs sarcastically at the suggestion and says, "No, no. I have more work to do. I do like this dress a lot, but it might be a little short on you now, honey." She starts to walk back to her office and adds, "You two have fun!"

Dad smiles at me as he inspects my dress, tucking his hand under his chin as he thinks.

"I remember buying this one for you too. Your Mom's right, it looks good on you, but maybe a bit short? Let's see the back."

I turn around and respond, "I think you're both right. I did notice that when I bend over, I'm definitely showing too much."

Dad laughs and says, "Come on, I'm sure it isn't too bad, sweetie."

I slowly start to bend forward as the back of the short dress raises up the back of my thighs, uncovering the little pink and white striped panties bunched against my cheeks.

After a few seconds, I look back and say, "Well? Still think it fits?"

Dad looks a little flustered; probably not expecting to see so much of me. His face turns slightly red as he stammers for a moment.

"I ... uhm. Yeah, that dress probably needs to go. Are ...