It was Saturday morning and Gerry Gibson stared at the closets on his wife's side of the bed. They haven't been opened in over a year. 14 months ago his wife, Julie, died in a car accident on her way back from work and he just couldn't bear to clear out her clothes and belongings.
His daughter, also called Julie, had begun to urge him to start dating again but he couldn't stand the thought of that because he saw it as a betrayal to his wife's memory. His daughter told him he could still date and have memories of her mother too. He wasn't interested in dating but recently a female colleague of his started flirting with him. Every so often he would look at her legs and he would get a twitchy feeling in his groin. His cock was telling him it's time to get laid.
So it was with a heavy heart he opened a closet with the intention of clearing it out, but when he reached for the rail he just couldn't do it. He shouted out for his daughter and a few moments later she came bounding into his bedroom. Her big 18 year old tits stopped bouncing a couple of seconds after she did. Gerry noticed them and he also noticed the twitch in his cock. Oh my god he thought, I'm a fucking pervert. Every man who ever seen Julie had perverted feelings towards her no matter if she was dressed in sweats or dolled up for some occasion or even in her school uniform. Julie had finished school ages ago but probably still had the uniform, he thought.
Instead of asking Julie to help him clear the closets he asked her to do it herself if she wasn't busy. He couldn't trust his cock not to get hard in front of his daughter. Julie was the same height as her mother and looked almost identical to her and his twitchy cock might make him act on impulse. He had to get out of there. He said he was going to run some errands and he'd be gone for a couple of hours and it would be great if the closets could all be empty by the time he got back.
Julie said she'd take everything into her room and make piles for the charity shop and the bin. Gerry told her she could keep anything that she could make use off, as there were a lot of shoes and things that may fit her. Julie said ok and started to take hangers off the rails. Her dad did a vanishing act because he knew it would be too emotional for him to see the last of his wife thrown away.
Julie also went through her mum's dresser and removed everything and took all her makeup and perfumes that her dad hadn't thrown out. She left her mum's jewellery boxes on the dresser, her dad could deal with that stuff. By the time Julie had taken everything she had several piles of clothes on her bed and floor to sort through. There were also many pairs of shoes, sandals and boots. There were also a couple of large boxes that were way at the back of the closet obscured from view. She would go through those too. Julie held up each dress or skirt against herself while looking in the mirror. Everything would fit her but not everything took her fancy. She did wonder if it was weird to keep and wear her mum's clothes but the items were expensive looking so she decided it would be ok to keep them. The pile she was keeping was much bigger than the charity pile. There were also clothes in 10 zip up bags that she hadn't looked through yet. Before she tackled those she went through the footwear on the floor. Some she discarded right away, not her style but there were several pairs that she liked and looked good on her. She had plenty of her own sandals so she didn't even try any of those on. She bagged up the clothes and shoes for the charity shop and set them aside. Julie threw out her mother's underwear but kept several lingerie sets. She held them up against her and thought of how good she'd look in them. She would launder them and keep them.
It was now time to tackle the zip up bags. Julie held a bag up and unzipped it and got a shock at what she saw. There were two shiny latex outfits and matching boots in it. She took them out and laid them on the bed. They were sexy versions of nurse's outfits. One was white and the other was black and both had a red cross on the front. They were also very low cut at the chest. What the fuck, thought Julie. Did her parents have a fetish for such things? She wasn't sure she wanted to know. The thigh high boots with the high heels did look good though. She picked up another bag and unzipped it and pulled out two maids uniforms. One was shiny latex and the other just a regular one, probably a cotton and Lycra mix. There were two pairs of boots to go with the outfits. Both were high heeled. Lovely shoes she thought but what the fuck were her parents into? Her dad either didn't realise or had forgotten these things were in the closet.
Julie unzipped all the other bags but didn't pull the contents out, she just looked through them. In most of them there were at least two more sexy outfits and one of them looked like a nun's habit. In another bag there were a lot of body stockings. Some of them were fishnet; all of them were see-thru. She was beginning to think of her parents in a new light. Instead of the squares she thought they were she could now imagine them playing dress up and fucking. She shook her head to clear those thoughts away but the idea had excited her. She decided she would try all the sexy outfits on when she was sure she wouldn't be disturbed. She stored all the items in her closets and was left with just the boxes to go through.
Julie's eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw what was in the first box. Dildos, chokers, nipple jewellery, what looked like a dog collar and leash and a couple of butt plugs. One of the dildos was very long and shaped like a crucifix, perfect to go with the nun's outfit in one of the bags.
When Julie picked it up to examine it she got that good feeling in her pussy that she usually gets when playing with herself or when she knows men are looking at her, which is very often. She made a mental note to try on the nun's outfit later and use its accessory.
She packed the things back in the box and put it in her closet too. Then she opened the other box. In here were more surprises. Several pairs of nipple clamps; condoms, a couple of ball gags, one pink one black, two floggers, one heavy, the other heavier. There was a thick, black hood, with no holes for eyes, mouth or nose. Under those things lay a phone that had no power in it. There was a notebook and pen. In the notebook were lots of initials with times, places and monetary amounts jotted down. Julie couldn't make head or tail of them but was very curious. At the very bottom of the box was a laptop also with no power in it but there was a power cable for it and a charger for the phone. Julie kept the notebook out and plugged in both the laptop and the phone and left them to power up while she put the other box away. She was totally intrigued by the contents of the boxes and was beginning to think her dad may not have known about any of it.
It didn't take long until the phone chimed and powered on. It wasn't fully charged but there was enough in it for it to work. Julie sat up on her bed and started to look through the phone. There were a few messages that hadn't been answered and by looking at the dates on them she realised they came in after her mum had died. She also noticed that all the messages had been from men and by looking through the contact list it was confirmed. It was made up of all men and no women. Julie knew what this all meant. The secret phone with all male contacts and the sexy outfits and toys, it all pointed to her mum fucking around. The only question she needed an answer to was did her dad know? She doubted it because surely he wouldn't have left the evidence for his daughter to find.
So in Julie's mind her mum was fooling around and the contact list in the phone and the notebook were her lovers. There are lots of names in the phone, first names only. Julie looked through the messages. She opened one from 'Carl'. It read 'I can't wait to see you again. I get hard whenever I think of cumming on your big tits.' There was a pic of a hard cock. Scrolling back through Carl's messages she saw several of his cock pics and lots of pervy messages between Carl and her mother.
Julie looked through the messages from all the guys and they were all dirty, every one of them. A lot of them had cock pics and all had filthy responses from her mother. If she has fucked all the guys in her contact list then she has taken a lot of cock. Julie noticed her hand had wandered to between her legs and she was pressing on her pussy. The nice feeling she gets had been building since she started reading her mum's messages. It was awful to find out her mother was a slut but it also excited her. Would it excite her dad if he found out?
Julie stood up and pulled down her sweatpants and her panties too and kicked them off, they landed on the floor beside the bags of clothes. She sat back down and pulled the laptop over and turned it on. Her fingers started diddling over her clit while the laptop loaded. She could feel her cunt was wet but didn't want to dip into it right away. Julie looked at the laptop screen and saw nothing unusual. There were icon shortcuts for all the usual apps and programs. She clicked on Skype and thankfully it logged her in. Again, all her mum's contacts were men. Did she perv with these guys on camera? It seemed quite likely. Even Julie herself has done that with some boys.
Nothing too heavy: just showing her big tits as the boys jerked off. These had been boyfriends, she didn't mind showing her tits and the boys loved them but they all wanted to see her pussy too and watch her play with herself. Julie wasn't prepared to do that and besides, she only had her hand and hairbrush to use on her teen cunt and she kept that for herself in bed at night as she thought about being fucked by all the guys who wolf whistled and leered at her. She wasn't a complete cock teaser because she would wank off and sometimes suck her boyfriends until they spewed cum all over. She has wanked or sucked them off in various places. The local woods was always a good spot. Ah, she just realised she no longer needed to use her hairbrush for pleasure, she now had lots of toys. She would wash them all first before use obviously but she was definitely going to use as many as possible.
She continued looking through the messages on Skype; all very pervy and all leading to one thing. A dirty video call. Her fingers still played. She then opened a folder on the desktop. Julie's jaw dropped when she clicked on a pic. There was her mother naked except a thin black choker, on her knees, cum on her smiling face and a big cock just inches from her face. Looking up from the cock she saw that it belonged to Mr Brown from three doors down. She clicked through the pics and they all showed her slut of a mum. In some she was posing spread-eagled on a bed, her bald pussy on show. In others she held up her big tits as if to offer them to anyone who wanted them and Mr Brown and his cock wasn't too far away from her in most of them. Every folder had pics of her mum with a different man. Julie recognised a couple of them as neighbours and some she had no idea who they were. Julie's fingers had dipped into her wet cunt and were trying to get deeper but her seated position prevented that. She was just about to get into a better position for playing when Skype pinged and she saw the word Hello.
It was from someone called George. She could see that he was typing. 'Hello' it said again. 'I saw that you were online but I know you can't be Julie, who are you, please?'
'I am Julie, sorry Julie's daughter. I'm also called Julie. I came across some things of mum's and was going through them. Who are you please?'
'I'm George, George Landis. I live across the road from you'
'You live across the road but you have to chat on Skype? Why is that?' Julie asked. She knew why.
'We were friends and it was often more convenient to chat on here when we hadn't seen each other for a while. You know, to catch up.'
'And how often did you catch up?'
'Oh, about once a week.'
