Daddy Loves My Clothes Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Daddy Loves My Clothes Pt. 01

... "Uhm... I think these are the Aerie ones? I think the other ones were from Urban."

His finger lingered between my waistband for a while as he finally pulls it out, letting my skirt fall back to its previous position.

He smiles and states, "These ones are Aerie, it says. So you're sure you aren't mistaken?"

I nod my head, signifying I'm telling the truth, my face likely reddening by the second.

He shrugs his shoulders and says, "Okay, then let's do this. Since you're so confident, go change back into the other ones. If you're telling the truth, I'll give you another hundred dollars to spend. But if you're lying, you lose everything we've tallied up so far."

I start to say something, but he quickly cuts me off, "Go and change, honey."

I sigh heavily as I respond, "Okay, one second..." and then I walk back to my room.

As I walk in, I remember that I have a somewhat newer black thong that I could try to pass off as the other one. I wasn't sure if he would go for it or not, but it seemed like my best option. I walk over to my dresser and pull down the thong and replace it with the new one. The main issue was, this new one is silk, and provides a little more coverage. It will be hard to pass it off. But it's better than accepting defeat and losing the hundreds of dollars accumulated today. With the one pair in-hand, I walk back out to him to see if I can make this work.

I walk in, holding the other thong up in my right hand. "See?" I ask, trying my best to ...

... sound more confident. "These were the ones I just showed you, and then this is the one from before that!"

I turned around, lifted the skirt slightly, and bent over just so, revealing the little black, silk thong underneath. I peaked back at him to see if he was buying it. I was surprised to see him looking at his phone.

"Funny - I have pictures of everything you've worn so far... but I can't seem to find this black, silk thong you have on sweetie."

I can tell my face reads guilty. Why was he taking pictures of everything? I didn't even notice he was doing it. He was getting pictures of me in my underwear too?

"Now, either my memory and technology are failing us, or you lied to me. Maybe I should go see a doctor and head over to the cellular store here soon..." His sarcastic tone tells me there is no way I'm convincing him.

I finally concede, "Okayy... I'm sorry. I lied to try to get a little extra money."

He looks at me a little more seriously as he says, "Raya, I was giving you plenty of money. Even giving you extra for a silly game. Why would you lie and not just ask?"

I looked down at the floor as I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know, it was dumb. I'm sorry."

I hated lying to Dad and disappointing him. He always had a way of making me feel absolutely awful about it.

He takes a deep breath and says, "I'll give you another option. You can either lose all the money, and we just start over. And now you know I'm keeping track of everything..."

I ...