The next morning I woke up. I pulled on one of my dad’s t shirts. Then I remembered that Laurel, was there and put on a pair of big running shorts before heading to the kitchen. Laurel was in the kitchen cooking.
“Good morning,” she said.
“Good morning,” I replied. “Where’s dad?”
“He had to go out for a few,” she said. “Would you like some breakfast?”
“Yes thank you,” I replied.
We chatted for a while and again she was sweet as could be. Then she floored me.
“Your dad said you put on quite the show yesterday,” she said.
I was shocked, “Oh my god,” I stammered. “The towel,” I started to say.
She laughed. “Relax,” she said. “You and your dad are far more concerned than I am. I thought it was funny. After all, how many men would die to see that gorgeous body of yours and there you were naked, in front of the one man it would make uncomfortable. Come on. It’s kind of funny.”
She was so disarming I laughed. I did see the humor in it. We joked a bit more about it and chatted nicely. She finally said she had to go to work. I was home alone and pretty much just hung out.
Laurel and dad got home about the same time. I had made dinner and we all sat down to eat. We had a great dinner and as usual I really liked Laurel. Then she kissed him. I felt that jealousy again.
She did bring up the incident at the bathroom. We both blushed.
“Oh, come on,” she said to dad. “The girls freaking hot. Are you telling me you didn’t notice?”
“Well of course I know she’s hot,” he said.
I blushed
“Is her body as hot as I think it is?” she asked.
“Come on,” I laughed nervously. Let’s talk about something else.
Laurel asked dad again. “Is it?”
Dad finally relented, “Yes, she has an amazingly hot body.”
“See,” she said. “That wasn’t so bad,” she laughed..
We all laughed, but I felt hot and flushed all over. My dad’s voice still stuck in my ears.
“That reminds me,” Laurel pulled out a bag. “I bought you something.”
She handed me the package. I opened it. Inside were 3 packages.. They looked like sleep wear.
“Thank you,” I said.
“Based on this morning, you need some pretty sleepwear. Go try them on.”
“Now?” I asked.
“Sure, why not? she said. “You’re not going out are you?”
I wasn’t, but I was still skeptical. I looked at my dad.
“It’s 8:00. Why don’t we all get comfortable. I’ll light a fire and we can watch a movie,” he said.
He hadn’t said anything about the sleep sets. Laurel handed me the bag. I took it and looked at dad one more time. He was already up and clearing the table.
I went to my room with the bag and put the packages on the bed. From the pictures on the packages they were all 2 piece sets. A pair of shorts with a tank or cami top. They were all very cute. They were certainly on the sexy side of sleep sets. None were indecent and it seemed they covered more than any bathing suit I owned. I had bikinis, crop tops, cutoff shorts, and running shorts that showed more skin. I wasn’t sure why I felt so uncomfortable with these.
On the other hand, I still felt like I was in competition with Laurel for my dad, I saw what she was wearing last night, and she actually bought these for me. So what the hell.
I looked at the 3. I was trying to think of which to try first. They all had different things that were, umm, I don’t know, sexy? She wanted to see all 3 on me. So I had to start somewhere.
I opened the first pack. It was a cute set. The shorts were soft stretchy polyester. Pink, with dark pink hearts. The shorts sat very low on my hips. Very low. They tied with pink ribbon. They were tight over my ass. I mean tight. About an inch of my ass cheeks showed.
The top was a spaghetti strap cami of the same material. It was pink with one big dark pink heart. The top of the heart was the neckline with a dip in the middle. It clung to my breasts and then dropped loosely straight down. It ended 2″ above my naval.
I checked the mirror. I was covered. I looked sexy sweet. Now the hard part. What would dad and Laurel think. I walked out in the great room. Laurel and Dad were on the couch. A fire in the fireplace. Dad was in his cutoff sweats and T shirt. Laurel was cuddled up next to him. I again felt she was on my territory and immediately felt bad I felt that way. She was in a white cami and tap pants. The tap pants were low on her hips and slit up the sides almost all the way. The cami came down about 2″ from her naval. She was showing a lot of skin. She looked like a lingerie model. I was a little annoyed she looked so good.
Laurel saw me first.
“Oh, there you are. Those look really cute on you. Do you like them?”
“Umm, they’re comfortable,” I said.
“Good,” she said. Then she asked my dad what he thought.
Dad was obviously trying to not look and now he was forced to.
“She looks nice,” he said.
Laurel laughed. “Nice? Nice? She looks like a dream.”
I didn’t know what to do or how to react. I was feeling very self conscious. I just stood there.
Laurel went on. “Cindy, you look adorable. Ignore him.”
Then back to my dad, “Why are you being so mean? You know she looks great. Tell her!”
Dad looked at me. He looked at me in a way he never did before. I’ve been scoped out by guys before. The long look from the bottom up. I never got that from dad. Until now.
He started at my feet and slowly let his eyes travel up my body. He stopped when he reached the top of my legs. My heart was beating like crazy. It was like my skin could feel his gaze. I watched him.
As his eyes moved up I felt my skin flush. I’m sure it took maybe a second, but to me I thought I was standing there for hours. It all moved in slow motion. I could feel my pussy get wet. His eyes moved up over my naked belly to my breasts. My nipples were hard. He lingered there a moment.
I looked at Laurel. She had a weird smile on her face. I looked back at dad. His eyes met mine.
“You’re right Laurel. My little girl has grown up into a beautiful woman.”
Laurel smiled. “See, was that so hard? Us women want our men to notice when we look good.” Then she added, “And we look good tonight. How many men would die to be where you are tonight,” she laughed.
My mind was not moving fast. Our men? What did she mean?
Dad laughed, ” I guess you’re right. I’m a very lucky man. Now I’m going to enjoy the company of 2 gorgeous women and watch our movie.”
They were snuggled on the couch. Laurel patted the seat next to her. She’d obviously forgotten the other 2 outfits. I was glad. I felt awkward, and a little too excited to go change.
I sat down, leaned against the arm of the couch, and curled my feet under me. My butt towards Laurel and dad.
Laurel looked at my ass and said, “When I was your age I wished I’d had an ass as cute as yours.”