Morning Surprise Part6

Morning Surprise part 6 (final part)


I have never been to a fashion show, but have seen clips of them on TV. My girls had adapted our lounge to resemble a catwalk. All the furniture had been pushed back to the wall. The large teak garden table had been carried in and would serve as the catwalk.

I was instructed to sit in an armchair at the end of the table. The lights had been dimmed and a set of large spot lamps that I normally use when I am doing some building work at night had been set up pointing at the table.

My last instruction had been that under no circumstances was I allowed to touch any of the models.

I was to comment on the outfits only; they were starting with the bikinis

Tracie walked into the room, climbed up onto a chair then stepped onto the table. She did a little wiggle and stood legs apart, with her hands on her hips.

She was wearing a silver bikini which was to me three small triangles, each triangle had some string. The bottoms were tied just above her hips. The fabric was so sheer I could make out just a hint of pubic hair, it was pulled up tight and you could see the outline of her lips. The top was also small, and each triangle barely covered her nipples, let alone covered her breast, which at 32C stood so erect and proud.

She walked the length of the table towards me, turned around, and bent over, exposing her delicious little body. Her white blond hair was piled up on her head. Shiny red lipstick covered her beautiful lips. The string disappeared between her but cheeks. Standing up she said “You like”

Like It, I loved it.

She jumped off the table and ran from the room giggling.

Mel hopped up onto the chair and then to the table. She was wearing a red polka dot bikini, again in little triangles, walking towards me she pulled the bottoms up just a little bit tighter, pushing the material directly into her pussy.
The lips parted and now she had a lip on either side of the material.
Her hair must have had extensions in, blond as her mother, it hung almost to her waist, also sporting shiny red lipstick, her eyes had so much mascara, on they surrounded her huge blue eyes. She looked just wonderful.

“Ops sorry Daddy, I was not meant to do that” She pulled the bottoms out of her pussy and jumped off the table. As she left Sandie entered the room.

Sandie also climbed up to the table. She had on a blue Lycra one piece, again so sheer you could see the outline of her sex. What I can only describe as two bits of string ran from the bottoms, just wide enough to cover the nipples, but not wide enough to cover the areolas. She walked to me, turned around and I saw that the string crossed at the back and rejoined the bottoms.
As she walked her ample breasts bounced up and down, exposing the whole breast as the fabric slipped off her nipples. She had her auburn hair done in pig tails. I was starting to really like that shade of red lipstick.

Jumping down she ran from the room, the sound of the girls giggling was almost hypnotic. They were enjoying this so much, but no more than I was.

Joan was next to strut her stuff, she had on what looked like a leather bikini, one with three little buttons running down the bottoms. The top looked like a small Basque also with three buttons running down the front. She pushed her hand down the front, sliding her hand over her sex, the fabric was very stretchy, you could see it mould over her fingers. It was not leather, but Lycra.

It was the sort of thing you expect female hells angels to wear on the beach.

A new style for Joan she was now sporting a bob, just the new style made her look almost ten years younger.

“We all have one of every outfit you have seen, they are in various colours, and we really want to show off for you when we go on holiday, next week” she said.

Walking anywhere on holiday with this bunch was going to be a riot. I was wondering if my boss would allow me to sign out my personal pistol, for my own piece of mind.

I was so glad that I was wearing jogging bottoms; my cock was trying so hard to push its way out of the front.

“Day wear is next” Dad Mel shouted as Tracie walked into the room.

I have not seen hot pants in years.

Tracie climbed on the table, quickly followed by Mel also wearing hot pants.

Sandie and Joan together also entered and climbed onto the table.

Tracie and Mel had on hot pants, so tight you could see that they had no panties on, a boob tub was struggling to contain Tracie’s tits, and she embraced Mel who was wearing a vest so tight that you could see her nipples.

They turned around bent over; pulling the fabric so tight you could clearly see their sex. As they bent over both their breasts jiggled up and down.

Jumping off the table they ran out the room, leaving Joan and Sandie.

Walking towards me, they stopped did a twirl, which caused the short skirts that they were wearing, to raise up. Under the skirt they had on tiny thongs.

The blouses they had on looked silk, just they way it clung to their bodies, was erotic, not so you could see through them, they just moulded themselves to the breast below. A tantalising glimpse of what lay underneath.

They hurried from the room.

I do remember that when the girls were little they really loved dressing up, they used to do the same thing.
Parading up and down the kitchen. This is the first time that Joan has joined in. The look of happiness on her face showed how much she was enjoying joining in.

“Dad it’s evening wear next” Sandie shouted from the doorway.

Tracie came in wearing a very tight black bodice and a calf length chiffon skirt that flared out as she did a twirl.

I have always been a sucker for old fashioned films were people dress for dinner, in elegant evening wear.

She did a twirl showing me a black pair of stockings underneath. I was looking but could not see any panties.

She was giggling fit to burst as she ran from the room.

Mel came in she had on a full length red gown, with her height the heels she was wearing must have had a 6 inch heel, she glided across the table. All elegance, it was not dissimilar to the gown she wore to her first prom.

The matching gloves that came to her elbows set the whole outfit off a treat.

I had to pinch myself, is life really as wonderful, amazing, fantastic as this. I ran out of superlatives to describe how happy I was feeling right at that moment.

Sandie also had on a full length gown; she must have had impossible heels as she looked almost as tall as Mel. It was an iridescent blue that shimmered as she walked. The top barely covered her breasts, they looked like orbs supported by a little blue fabric.

I love watching all the girls tits jiggle as they walk.

Sandie knows that I like black on her, with her pail skin and blond hair, black really stands out.

The dress was velvet, with a little silver sparkle. She was gliding down the table. I had to think when do women learn to walk so elegantly in high heels?

Very thin straps supported the bodice, which came to just above her nipples; a v in the front was doing a good job of showing off her ample bosom.

A diamond pendant and matching earrings finished off the ensemble perfectly.

She was even giggling like the girls, giggling was obviously catching.