Such a naughty daughter (closed)

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Robert sighed as he drank his coffee and listened to his wife and daughter argue. As much as he loved both of them, they had never really come to accept each other. His daughter had been an infant when her mother died, and twelve when he had woo'ed and married Barb. His baby had always had him to herself and didn't want to stop sharing. Barb was not much into children, but had accepted her as part of the package. He had a feeling she was just waiting for her to grow up and move out.

But as the years went by, the two fought more and more, despite his best efforts.

The current war was over his daughter's clothes. As per usual with young women, she was wearing things which showed off her body, and 'mom' didn't approve. The disagreement only ended when Barb left for work.

Ah, peace at last...
 
I hated how she just wanted me out of dads life! She even talked to me ahout me moving out! I was seventeen hen, but seriously? Who does that? Dad did his best, but that bitch of a step mom wouldnt even consider being nice to me! I gave up, went over to dad, who was awesome and nice and cool. "Hey daddy!" I hugged him, he was the best dad ever! "What are we going to do today?"
 
"Are we going to plan my party for highschool vgraduation?" I couldnt believe i was eighteen already, about to go to college!
 
"Yup," he replied proudly, "I thought we would do some of the shopping today. You'll need a new dress for commencement and party clothes."

OK, so she didn't 'need' either of those, but he wanted to treat her. And they would need to buy some party supplies.

She was still holding onto him, and as sometimes happened, he was a little uncomfortable. His daughter was all grown up now, with all that implied. And having her body pressed against him brought up all sorts of feelings...

"Hey," he said, "I am going to go change and then we can go."
 
"Ok, daddy!" I decided to wear something that would be easy getting on and off so i could change quickly.
 
Robert went to his bedroom and slipped out of his clothes. He chose a comfortable button down short sleeve shirt and some khaki pants, both of which complimented his leanly muscled frame.

He ran a comb through his dark hair and grabbed sunglasses on his way back to the kitchen, where he found his girl waiting for him.

"Shall we?" he asked, opening the door.
 
"We shall!" We walked to the car, him driving, and i in the passenger seat.
 
We chat amiably as we drive to the mall. I look over at you, and have to focus back on the road. The light dress is blown up your legs by the wind, and the seatbelt presses between your breasts, accentuating your cleavage.

"How long have you had that dress baby," I ask. I don't remember it being so sexy on you.
 
"A month, ghis the thid time i wore it." Why did daddy keep looking at me? I shrugged the thought off.
 
The third time? How did I miss it???

"Looks great on you honey," I reply. So great, I will not look at you until we are out of the car.

Which thankfully is just a few minutes later. We will into the parking lot and I hop out.
I join you as we walk towards the entrance, and notice I am not the only one noticing you.
 
"Daddy, where should we sta- oh my god! Daddy! Look!" I pointed to a window that had a dress that was short, with a v-neck that was beautiful! It was a mistical purple that was flowy but showed that who ever wore it would look like they should be onthe run way!
 
I couldn't help but grin, "well that was easy!"

We changed direction and head for the entrance to that shop. I open the door for you. You are all but hopping with excitement, and I cannot help but notice your breasts bouncing as you do.

We enter and you make a beeline for the dress. The sales clerk finds one your size and soon you are in the dressing room, as I wait outside.
 
I put it on and it feels amazing! So mooth, so soft, so beautiful. I opened the dressing room door so my dad could see it. I made sure he could see it on me. It reached less than halfway down my thighs, and the v-neck showed a lot of my d-cup cleavage. I spun around and he could see how it hugs closely to my ass.
 
When I saw you beckon from the changing room, I looked down the hallway. What I saw was my daughter transformed into an incredibly sexy woman. What that dress did not show, it accented. I couldn't take my eyes from you.

At last I thought to smile and give you the thumbs up. As you moved back into the changing room, I tried to clear my head. How had my baby become a sex pot overnight?
 
I changed and stepped out. I went to dad andhugged him. Then i saw the price tag. "Um daddy, we might have to keep shopping. Maybe this one?" I picked up another one, it was white with black flames, but i put it down again because i saw the price. I decided to check the prices before i picked them up, but none of them were reasonably priced. "Daddy? Theyre all kind of expensive, how much is too much?"
 
He took the dress she had tried on, "baby, consider it a graduation gift. Did you like it? You looked terrific in it."

That didn't begin to describe how she looked in it, but he simply couldn't say, "It makes your tits and ass look great!"

"Um, do you need any underthings to go with it?" he asked tentatively. He was a guy. He didn't pretend to know these things.
 
"Thank you daddy!" I wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek. "No, daddy, i should be fine. I just bought somevbras and stuff two days ago. Remember? I went with Kristen and Jess." I loved my dad, he was my best friend, the person i tell everything to. Well, most everytbing.
 
"You're certainly welcome sweetheart!" I replied genuinely. I returned your hug for a moment in the store and felt your lips on my neck, your body pressed against mine.

Then it was done. As we walked to the cashier, I continued, "Yes, I remember you saying something about that. I hadn't seen them on.. in the laundry, so wasn't sure."
 
I loked at dad curiously, but shrugged the thought i didnt want to think of just yet. "I havent worn them yet." I said simply. When he paid, we went to a party store, which wasnt very busy. That was nice. It was a small shop, so we could walk freely. As usual, the best stuff was at the very back.
 
I pushed the cart behind you, very conscious of the way the cheeks of your ass moved as you walked. Why was I getting so obsessed with you? Sure, I had not had sex in how long, and you were beautiful, but still. What kind of perv was I?

We made our way through the party store, picking up this and that. We passed through the costume aisle, filled with some serious and some seriously sexy costumes. There were several in the sexy nurse/cop/whatever series that showed a lot of skin. My eyes were drawn to one in which the model had a body similar to yours. I looked at it for a few seconds, then saw that you were looking at me looking at it. I straightened out and kept going, like nothing had happened.
 
I had heard him stop, and looked back to see what he was looking at. I saw the costume, but didnt look at it closely. Then i saw your face. Pure lust. Then i looked at the costume more carefully. My eyes widened. The costume was sexy, lots of skin, very sugestive. But that isnt what surprised me. The model had the same body, more or less. I composed my face, not wanting to show that in my head i was doing a victory dance.
 
He saw his daughter looking, twice, at the costume he had been gawking at, and then at him. He blushed red. Busted like a kid looking at a Playboy magazine. He just hoped she did not see the similarities between her and the model wearing the costume.

He kept the cart moving, finally looking at her like nothing had happened, "so, what else do we need?"
 
I rose an eyebrow, but continued walking. I wasnt sure if i should be happy or nervous that dad was looking at that costume and constantly looking at me.
 
I was grateful when we left the costume aisle and ventured into other party supplies. It was then I got a call from my wife. I told her where we were, and then argued again about having a party. I was as quiet as I couldn be, but knew you coulod overhear. She signed off threatening me with the couch that night.
 
I coyld feel his eyes on me, i knew i probably had this coming. I wanted it, but i hated the thought that i would have to share him bwith the witch. I thought about it, and the less i cared. I found something that might be good for the party on a sheof close to the ground. Perfect. I bent over, my ass right in the air, i knew he would stare.
 
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