“Check it out!” I said, my eyes beaming with satisfaction. “We went thrifting today, and it only cost me one dollar!” I twirled around, smiling as I showed off the dainty little piece. A white spaghetti strap, little teaser shirt that rode halfway up exposing my tan, flat, belly and delicate little navel. The shirt was a size too small, and made my grapefruit sized, firm teenage breasts really pop!
My mischievous smile may really have betrayed me in the end. The truth was, I really was happy about the find. I couldn’t have asked for anything better. The little shirt hadn’t cost me much, and that alone was enough to have me giddy. But my intentions, had another persuasion. What I really wanted, was to give my daddy an eye full! And boy did he ever get one! I’m sure that he noticed my nipples hardening, through the thin fabric, of the used white T.
“There’s really not much to that thing!,” my mother retorted, interrupting my dads penetrating gaze. He looked nervously away and kinda rolled his eyes a bit, while my mom lectured me on modesty. She a had a way of ruining everything, and had been particularly bitchy during the weekend as we rolled into summer vacations.
“Geeze Mom!” I barked back. “It’s really more of a nite shirt and for around the house,” I said impetuously.
“You dress like a slut, well then, people are going to say you’re a slut!” she snapped back rudely.
I grabbed my things angrily, and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me. God I hated that fucking woman! Honestly I don’t know how my dad could stand to be around her! That stupid fat cow, was just full of piss and vinegar! My dad on the other hand, was the sweetest man in my life. He went out of his way, to tell me how beautiful I looked, even going so far as to say, that if he wasn’t my daddy, he would really have his eyes on on me! Now I am may be a lot of things, but I am not naïve. I could tell for sometime now, that he did have his eyes on me. Even just now, as I was dancing around for him, wearing barely nothing, I could see something perking up just beneath his silky pajama bottoms.
The truth was, I really didn’t mind it. It kind of made me feel sexy, thinking that I could make my daddy feel that way. And I had known for some time, that he would come into my room late at night, and just watch me. Sometimes, while I was pretending to be asleep, I could see him pulling out his thing, and really going to work on it. I would carefully and quietly run my little hand underneath my panties, moving one finger, softly and slowly in and out of my tiny, wet, pussy. I could hear him moaning my name softly, pleasuring himself to completion as he stood, careful not to wake me, just looking at my scantily clad young body. It was so incredibly hot for me, as a young girl, and when he left my room, I would play with myself, softly moaning with pleasure.
We had done this for several months now, just following my birthday, both without touching each other. Knowing what he wanted was very alluring for me, but I’ll have to admit that I was super nervous about letting daddy know, that I aware of his fantasy. But it’s really the reason, that I got that one dollar thrift store T-shirt. I hoped, that would be enough to push him over the edge. To tempt him, to do more than look. It was just the kind of T-shirt, that would probably ride up while I was sleeping, just enough to let him see my young teenage breasts. And I was going to make sure, that he got the show that he came to see.
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