Five Daughters

“We’re home.” I heard Alice call out then heard the front door slam.

Looked up and saw three of my angels; Alice, Alison and Angie giggling together like they always did. Three of the five great gifts they’re mother gave me before she took off. All I knew about what was going on was when I was served with divorce papers from a court in Reno, Nevada.

“Daddy.” I heard one of their sisters’ call from the front door and waited to hear it slam again.

Then the other two gifts I’d received almost seemed to bounce into the room; Barbie and Bea. Alice, Alison and Angie were identical triplets and always dressed the same just to confuse their teachers. Eighteen now, full of the wonders of life and the unlimited energy of teenagers. They were ten months older than Barbie and Bea, the identical twins that did the same as their older sisters that dressed the same for the same reason the triplets did, just to confuse others and to have fun. They matched their sisters in the unlimited energy.

All my girls got their looks from their mother and are all blondes and even as a father that was supposed to not notice things so intimate about their daughters, mine all have killer bodies that more than one boy had shown a lot of interest in.

“I’m sure that I may have mentioned this perhaps one or two thousand times before, please don’t announce your home by trying to break the door.”

“Tried daddy, sorry.” Alison told me with the sweet angelic look all of them could put on without any problem.

“Please girls, for an old man’s sake, try to close the door without slamming it. I’m sure Mrs. Appleton knows your all home.”

“Daddy, that’s silly. She’s four houses down the street.” Bea told me.

“Like I said, I’m sure even she knows your home. How was school?”

“Yucky but I did meet a real cute boy.” Bea said and all attempts at any further discussion ended as her sisters mobbed around her wanting to know everything about the cute boy. Gave up and went back to reading my paper.

I heard them go to their rooms to change out of school clothes and tried to prepare for what I knew was coming. Being the lone male in a house with five teenage girls, I was pretty much ignored or totally forgotten when it came to how they dressed. My own fault letting them run around the house naked when they were little kids because I thought they were all cute. They’re still cute but gorgeous is now a much better deion.

“Daddy, can I go to the movies with Billy on Friday?” Bea asked. I knew that among parents I was more lenient about the age I allowed them to start dating but any man that’s has five daughters all begging him will understand why I gave in. Even though Bea and her sister Barbie were barely 17, I’d allowed them to start dating when they were 14.

Put my paper down so I could answer her, seeing her wearing only a pair of panties, her breasts not covered at all.

“If you wear more than that, yes you may.”

“You’re so silly sometimes daddy, of course I’ll wear a skirt and blouse, at least for a little while.” She said grinning at me.

“Don’t tease your father like that.” I told her smiling with her now.

“I’m not teasing.” She said grinning bigger.

“You are and you know it and so do I.”

“OK you win — for now.” She said pretending to pout.

“Go, go do some homework.” I told her raising my hand to look like I was going to swat her. She started giggling like all my girls did when I raised a hand around them because they knew I wouldn’t. None of them had ever been spanked. Just didn’t believe in trying to teach a child what was right and wrong by showing them that a person bigger than them could hurt them.

“Go.” I told her leaning forward in my chair, raising my hand more shaking it. She took off giggling and I went back to reading my paper.

“Daddy got a note for you from a teacher.” Angie said and with that my paper went down fast. At least she was wearing a little more than Bea, barley.

“Let me have it.” I said holding my hand out taking the note from her.

“Mr. Peterson, please have a discussion with Angie regarding the displaying of her body. It is not appropriate for a classroom and I believe not appropriate at any time for a girl of her age.”

The note read signed by a teacher.

“Displaying your body? What’s this all about?”

“It wasn’t me daddy, it was Alice.”

“ALICE.” I yelled out.

“Yes daddy?” A near nude girl said from the doorway.

“In here, now.” I told her letting my eyes run fast over her body. Nice cone shaped breasts with large pink tips. Narrow waist, full hips barely covered by a thong panty.

“Angie got a note from a teacher and says that it was you, not her. Tell me what the teachers’ means about displaying your body?”

“Huh uh, not me daddy, Allison.”

“ALLISON.” I bellowed getting frustrated and really hoped this wasn’t another confuse daddy time.

Allison came running wearing only a pair of thong panties like Alice was wearing.

“What daddy?” She said with big innocent eyes.

“What does this note mean about displaying your body?”

“It wasn’t me daddy.” She answered and my patience expired.

“Anyone of you ever wants to ever date again, which one and the only answer I’ll listen to is ‘me daddy’ so don’t any of you try to point a finger on a sister.

The girls looked at one another before two looked at one sister.

“It was me daddy.” Alice admitted.

“That’s better. What did you do?” I asked her.

“I was trying to get a boy to notice me so I took my bra off and went to class. Guess my nipples showed through my blouse.”

“You knew they’d show through?” I asked her.

“Yes daddy.”

“Any one of you does anything like that again will be grounded for one month. Is that clear?”

All three nodded they’re heads.

“Now, all three of you lied to me and I will not tolerate a liar. You all know that. You’re all grounded for the weekend and that includes Friday night and no phone calls. I don’t care with whom, no telephone.”

“Daddy, I’ve got a big date with Pete that I’ve waited a month for.”

“Break the date, you’re not going.”

“Daddy, please, it’s a really important dance?” Angie begged.

“You lied to me, now you pay for it.” I told her picking up my paper again.

“I promise I’ll never do it again daddy. I just have to go to this dance.”

“No and that’s final. Stop asking, you know it won’t do any good after I’ve made up my mind.” I told her as firm as I could to a near naked gorgeous blonde teenage girl that had a pleading look on her face.

“Daddy, I am sorry I lied and I won’t do it again.