Is This Dress Too Short, Daddy

Fbailey story number 402


Is This Dress Too Short, Daddy


Just what every father wanted to hear from his fourteen-year-old daughter, “Is this dress too short, Daddy?”

Cindy smiled at me as she walked to the middle of the living room between the television and me and faced me. It was a very pretty simple pale blue dress with short sleeves, a slightly scooped neckline, and darts that enhanced her budding breasts nicely. As she gave a slow turn it was quite obvious that that dress was indeed way to short on her. It was so close to showing me her panties that it wasn’t funny. Then she raised her arms up over her head and did the same slow turn even slower. Her bright pink panties hugged her pussy nicely. They looked like they were glued to her mound. The lower part was tucked slightly into her pussy lips forming a pretty nice camel toe. As her ass cheeks came into view it was clear that she had a pair of her thong panties on. She had recently talked me into buying some for her even though I thought that she was a little too young to be wearing something so sexy.

I replied, “Yes, honey I think it is way too short. I can see your panty covered pussy and just about all of your ass.”

Cindy asked, “Can I at least wear it for Tommy tonight when he comes over?”

I heard the pleading in her voice and replied, “Okay, but you’re not to leave this house in that dress. Do you understand?”

Cindy said, “Yes, Daddy I understand. I have to remove this dress to go outside. As long as I can keep my panties on I can cover my titties with my hands.” Then she laughed and ran off.

I hoped that she was just teasing me like she was going to do to that poor boy that she had coming over later.

A few minutes later Cindy was back standing in front of me in just her panties with her hands over her small breasts like she had mentioned shortly before. Cindy said, “Now what do you think Daddy?” Then she gave a slow turn like she had before. That was followed by her raising her arms up over her head and then giving me another slow turn. I had seen her growing titties before but I always love to see them again.

I replied, “Very nice honey.” Then jokingly I said, “If that boy doesn’t molest you tonight…I will.” I laughed and she giggled and then she ran up to her room. I had to adjust the hard-on that was in my pants.

When the doorbell rang Cindy ran me down to get to it first. She introduced Tommy to me and then they disappeared for a few hours. I watched some television and must have nodded off. I woke up to my daughter shaking me. I smiled and asked, “How’d it go?”

Cindy replied, “Not so good Daddy. I guess you’ll have to molest me now.”

I opened my eyes wide and asked, “What?”

Cindy said, “Tommy played with my boobs a little bit but when I tried to shove his hand between my legs he pissed his pants, got all embarrassed, and ran home.”

I looked at her and asked, “Did you really do that?”

Cindy smiled and said, “Yes, I really did Daddy. I wanted him to feel me up and to touch my pussy. Hell, he could have fucked me if he had wanted too. My girlfriends said that he was a sure thing.”

I asked, “What was so important about him?”

Cindy said, “He was my homework assignment. If I don’t get felt up I won’t pass my sex education class. You’ll just have to do it.”

I asked, “Why me?”

Cindy said, “Because you offered earlier, remember Daddy.”

I said, “So all of that with Tommy was just your homework assignment from your sex education teacher.”

Cindy said, ”Yes.”

I said, “So you want me to feel you up now.”

Again Cindy said, ”Yes.”

Cindy saw my smile and slipped out of her tiny dress and her thong panties.