“And what the fuck are you doing with them in your pocket?” Debby could hear Amanda demanding to know.
“I, uhh, found them on the floor of the car,” he lied.
“Hmm. What were they doing there?”
“I don’t know. I just found them there and picked them up. I guess I just forgot I had them.
“And I guess you have no idea why they reek of wet pussy, either,” Amanda said skeptically.
Martin just groaned impatiently. “Give them back,” he said. “I’ll just put them in Debby’s laundry basket where I’m sure she was planning to put them. Problem solved.”
“That girl has a very unhealthy crush on you,” Amanda told him.
The argument kept going that way while Debby padded quietly down the hall to her room. Unhealthy crush, my ass, the girl thought while she decided what to wear. Pulling on a lace, neon pink thong, she wondered if she’d still be wearing it when they got home later that day. Then she put on a short sun dress she usually just wore for a beach cover. The hem was flowing and loose, but even shorter than the skirt she’d worn the day before. The top had spaghetti straps and was cut low with a row of buttons down the front. Without a bra, and leaving the top button undone, it showed off her ripe tits beautifully.
She worked on her hair and makeup as quickly as she could and went downstairs. Even if she hadn’t heard them arguing Debby would’ve caught the chilly attitude between her father and stepmother. When Amanda saw how the girl was dressed she rolled her eyes dramatically and muttered something. Debby was sure her stepmother had just called her a slut, but she didn’t bother asking her to elaborate.
It was a relief to finally get in the car with her dad and head toward campus. Martin was quiet for the first few minutes, still upset from starting out the day with an argument. Debby finally broke the silence and admitted she heard some of what they were talking about.
“I hope I didn’t get you in trouble, Dad,” she told him.
“Don’t you worry,” her father reassured her. “Amanda’s just…”
“A bitch?”
Martin just laughed. It made Debby feel good to see his mood lighten up, and she couldn’t wait to lighten it up even more.
“Did you put my panties in the laundry like you said?” she asked with a coy smile.
Her father returned the smile, then fished into his pocket with one hand and pulled out Debby’s panties from yesterday. “Not yet,” he grinned deviously. Then he held them to his face and inhaled deeply, making his daughter’s face flush with warmth.
“I bet you’re going to like the ones I’m wearing today even better,” she teased.
Martin wanted to see them, but Debby laughed and said she was waiting until she could flash him during class.
“We’ll see about that,” her father said with a cryptic smile.
Feeling bold, the girl reached over and started rubbing her dad’s crotch while he drove. By the time they pulled into the faculty parking lot, his cock was rock hard and bulging in his pants.
When they got to Martin’s office, Debby asked who his important meeting was with. Martin took a moment to lock the door.