She peeled off her top. She was wearing a cute little bralet. Then she shimmied out of her jeans. As she did her little boy short panties got pulled down a little with them. They exposed most of her ass. As she stepped out of her jeans she adjusted her panties.
She pulled on one of the skirts and blouses. She looked great. She did a little pirouette for us then started to undress again.
She tried on a few outfits for us. Then she pulled on a calf length pencil type skirt and a button down blouse.
“Ughhh, this bralett doesn’t really go with this,” she said.
She took off the blouse and then, with her back to her dad, took off the bralett and put the blouse back on. Then she turned and asked what we thought. Without the bralett her breasts were completely visible through the blouse. She had great tits with, well, ‘perky’ nipples.
“What do you think,” she asked. “Professional?”
“Well,” I replied, “definitely need a bra with that blouse.”
She looked down and laughed, “hmmmm. I wonder if this would help me or hurt me in my job search.”
We all laughed.
Then she asked, “do I have panty lines in this skirt?”
She did and I told her so.
“Ughhhh…,” she said again.
She reached down and started to pull the hem of the skirt up. It was too tight and she couldn’t get it past her thighs. She then unzipped it and let it fall to her knees. She put her hands on the waistband of her panties and, facing away from us, pushed them down to her knees. We had a great view of her perfect ass. She pulled the skirt back up and rezipped it. Then she reached under it, pulled her panties down the rest of the way and stepped out of them.
“Better?” She asked.
“Well,” I said, a little tongue tied. “Ummm… yes, no lines.”
“Professional?” She asked.
I couldn’t get the picture of her shimmying out of her panties out of my mind. “Ummm.. very,” I said.
“Do you want to see the panties I bought?” she asked.
I wasn’t sure how to answer. I realized that there was a part of me that wanted to see them. I also realized she was my daughter and I was getting turned on watching her get undressed. My feelings were making me feel weird.
“Ummm… Not right now,” I replied. I’m pretty sure Dave gave a sigh of relief.
“Ok,” she said. “I’m going to put these away and then go meet some friends. I be back later.”
She gathered up her new clothes and headed to her room.
When she was gone Dave and I looked at each other.
I spoke first. “I kinda think our daughter is a bit of an exhibitionist,”
Dave just looked at me.
“Well, she’s either super comfortable in her skin or likes being looked at,” I continued.
She came back in the room. She was wearing a super short denim skirt and t shirt.
“Ok, I’m off,” she said.
She bent down to kiss her dad goodbye. When she did her ass came into view. It wasn’t possible to tell if she was wearing panties. She kissed me and headed out the door.
Not having anything else to say I got up to finish dinner. Dave came up behind me, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed my neck. I leaned back into him.
“Mmmmmm,” I responded.
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