Dressing in a very short leather skirt and a small, white crop top. She doesn’t put a bra on so she knows that her father can see through the white top and see her nipples on her larger breasts. All of the Jones women have been blessed with large, perky tits.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Sasha has lightly curled her long blonde hair, put on red lipstick and done the rest of her make up. She has thigh high stockings on and a white thong. She contemplated wearing no underwear but thought that would be too much too soon.
Spraying herself with perfume, Sasha heads downstairs and into her dad’s home office.
“Daddy, I’m going out.” She says walking into the room.
“Okay have fuuuuunnn…” Her dad says, when he turns his head and sees her his jaw is hanging to the floor in shock.
“Something wrong?” Sasha asks, keeping a straight face but on the inside she is laughing.
“You’re… You’re going out in that?” Her dad asks.
“Why? Don’t you like it?” Sasha asks, standing up straight with her legs slightly spread and her chest out.
Her fathers’ eyes wander around her legs and her body, in between Sasha’s legs is getting hot just having him look at her like this.
“It’s just a little revealing.” Her dad replies, although he still can’t take her eye off her body.
“I thought it looked cute,” Sasha said with a little pout, “Do you want me to change Daddy?” She asks, putting on a girly high pitch.
“If you like it hunny that’s fine. I just think you’re showing a little much.” He says back to her.
As though out of instinct, Sasha sees her father adjust his pants and giggles on her insides thinking that she has given him a hard cock.
Then, as though by fate, the pen in her dad’s hand flies out and onto the floor.
“I’ll get it Daddy.” Sasha says and slowly walks over to it.
Making sure to bend over to get it very, very slowly and so that her skirt rides up her further.
Sasha can’t see where her father is looking, but she imagines that he is looking at the lower part of her arse cheek that is hanging out of the skirt.
“Thank you.” Her dad stutters as Sasha hands him back the pen.
“Anything for you Daddy.” Sasha says with a smile.
She turns around and walks out of the room slowly, turning her head she sees her dad have to divert his eyes that were obviously staring at her round arse.
Oh my god! Sasha thinks to herself as she leaves the room, He couldn’t keep his eyes off me!
Heading out of the house, Sasha gets in her car and drives to the shops and then just hangs around in her car for a while. She would never actually go out dressed like this, it was only for her dad’s benefit. Although she does wonder if he is thinking of her right now.
That night, Sasha is in her bed, not having seen her father again. She is using her dildo to slowly fuck herself whilst picturing her dad fucking her. Since she’s been fantasising about her own father her orgasms have been even better.
Having to bite her lip to stop her from moaning loudly, Sasha cums around the dildo.
A few days later.
“Why are you dressing like this all the time?” Kesha asks as Sasha walks passed wearing her short pyjama bottoms that only just hold her arse in and a buttoned up top.
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