My Daughter Nicole

My Daughter Nicole

Nicole asked, “Daddy! Why is there a naked lady in your bedroom? There’s no hair on her vagina!”

All that went through my mind was, “Oh shit!” Fortunately I did not say it out loud. Nicole’s mother and I had divorced two years ago when Nicole was twelve. Now at fourteen years old Nicole is quite the young lady. She can be a conniving little bitch to get what she wants from me but that’s just because I allow her too. I have her convinced that she has me wrapped around her little finger. She asks for things and I get them for her. Especially since her tastes have gotten more sexy. I love buying her sexy bras, G-string panties, and transparent negligées. The best part is that she has started to wear them around me more often. She actually has an extremely sexy wardrobe here at my house that she wouldn’t dare let her mother see. I see to it that she has all of the makeup that she wants, all of the celebrity magazines, and I’ve even supplied her with some sex toys. I also let her have her girlfriends stay over all the time and I pretend not to notice that they are drinking my booze and staggering around.

Nicole got my attention when she asked again, “Daddy! Why is there a naked lady in your bedroom? There’s no hair on her vagina!”

This time I just said, “She is my new girlfriend! We had a sleepover!”

Nicole said, “Whenever mommy has a sleepover she makes sure that I am here with you so I never see him!”

Just then Pamela came out wearing one of my shirts with only one button below her breasts attached and said, “Hi! I’m Pamela your father’s girlfriend! You startled me!”

Nicole said, “Hi! I’m Nicole, his daughter! I’m sorry!”

Pamela said, “Hi Nicole! You might know my son Jason Brown! I think he’s in your grade!”

Nicole said, “Yeah! I know Jason! He’s cute!”

Pamela said, “That’s funny! That’s exactly what he says about you! Want to double date sometime?”

Nicole blushed and said, “Double date with my father and you? That’s gross!”

Pamela gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, “I don’t think he’s gross at all!”

Then both girls laughed at my expense. I knew that the two girls were bonding so I didn’t mind.

I said, “Gross would be looking in my rearview mirror and seeing my fourteen-year-old daughter making out in the back seat!”

Pamela looked directly at Nicole and said, “Don’t worry honey! He won’t be able to see you in the backseat if my skirt is up to my waist, my shirt is up over my tits, and my hand is wrapped around his cock!” Then Pamela unbuttoned that one button on my shirt and opened it up to show Nicole her naked body saying, “And this is all I ever wear under my clothes!”

Nicole just stared at Pamela for a moment, blushed, and smiled.

Pamela said, “I hate panty lines, bra marks, and body hair! I went to a doctor and had my leg hair, pubic hair, and my armpit hair permanently removed!”

Nicole said, “Didn’t it hurt?”

Pamela said, “Not really! I am a magazine model and I can’t work if I nick myself while shaving or if the damn stubble grows back before the photographer is done taking his pictures that day!”

Nicole said, “You were a magazine model!”

Pamela looked at Nicole, smiled, and then said, “I still am honey!” Pamela picked up a magazine on the coffee table that my daughter had recently bought, turned a few pages, and pointed to a picture. It did not show the model’s head but her hand was on one bare breast, her arm covered the other breast, and she was wearing a pair of white satin panties. Her pussy mound was perfect and her pussy enhanced the panties so you just wanted to go out and buy a pair.

Nicole said, “This is really you! I thought she was my age!”

Pamela said, “Well I’m not your age but I am your size! That’s why I get the jobs! At thirty-six I can still pass for a fourteen-year-old from the neck down!”

Nicole said, “But even your face looks young!”

Pamela said, “Thanks honey but I know better! However I do get asked for identification if I order alcohol in a restaurant!”

Pamela said, “Nicole after seeing you I realize that you and I have the very same body! You are fourteen and I’m thirty-six but we are both five feet two inches tall, weigh a hundred and one pounds, and wear a 32-B bra, size four panties, and size two dresses. I bet you wear a size six shoe too.”

Nicole had an astonished look on her face and said, “How did you know all that?”

Pamela said, “Honey I’ve been in the business a while! I just know!”

Pamela looked at me and smiled then looked at Nicole and smiled. “Hey Nicole! Would you like some of the things that I model? They give them to us models after we wear them and I just toss them in my trunk! It’s full! You can clean it out for me!”

Nicole lit up and shouted, “I’d love some!”

Pamela got her purse, handed Nicole her keys, and said, “Push this button and the trunk will open! You will have to make a few trips!” Then Pamela laughed and jumped into my arms.

Nicole went out to check Pamela’s trunk. Then she came running in and grabbed the clothesbasket and ran back out. Pamela and I watched as Nicole made six trips back and forth dumping hundreds of small Ziploc bags in a pile in the middle of the living room rug. On her final trip in she handed Pamela her keys back and gave her the biggest hug.

We watched as Nicole started opening the bags and looking over the biggest selection of panties and bras that I had ever seen. There were negligées, slips, corsets, and garters too. Nicole was thoroughly enjoying herself.

Pamela said, “I keep the outer clothes but I have way too much for my closets! Would you like some?”

Nicole screamed, “Yes! Anything! I love everything!”

Pamela smiled at me and asked Nicole, “Are you willing to model any of this stuff for your father and I?”

Nicole looked at us and was thinking very hard.

Pamela said, “Honey just step around the corner and change then come back in! If you want to become a magazine model you need to get over your shyness!”

Nicole lit up and asked, “You think I can be a model?”

Pamela said, “Yes I do! You could model professionally!”

Pamela told me to get my digital camera and told Nicole that she would have to get used to having her picture taken constantly too.

When I returned with my camera Pamela handed Nicole a couple of items. Nicole stepped around the corner into the hallway and returned in a very ...


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