My daughter is not what boys would call drop-dead gorgeous. She is a skinny awkward girl she always has been since she was little. Mona is in her senior year of high school a couple of months off of graduation and the typical straight A geeky student. She hasn't had a boyfriend that I've ever been aware of and as with any father I believe is still a virgin.
Mona was adopted when she was a baby. A year after her mother ran out on me saying a baby was too much work and she never wanted her at all. So for the last 18 years I done the best I could raising my little Mona. Not having a female in the house and only me raising her I think has had a lot to do with the way she is.
Like I said Mona is awkward. At 5'4" she still only weighs about 95 lbs she is practically flatchested and has almost no figure to talk about and wears mostly black and white clothes, but to me she is still my beautiful little girl.
I was doing the laundry one weekend as I always do. I went into Mona's room to collect any clothes that needed washing. I opened up the hamper and started separating the items. Dark white dark white white dark then all of a sudden I pulled out a pink satin thong.
"What the hell!" I thought. Not unusual you say, well for Mona it was. Mona always has worn black and white clothes and has always worn simple cotton brief panties, I know because I buy them.
I sat back on the bed with the pretty pink thong in my hand and realized that my little girl was no longer little. It kind of broke my heart a little but a little ray of hope shone through as I suddenly though "it's not black or white".
I threw the thong into the laundry pile and continued to separate. I found one pale blue satin bikini and a black thong. I did the laundry and placed all her folded clean clothes on her bed for her to put them away.
Mona came home a little later. As we sat across from each other Mona looked down at her plate.
"Daddy," she whispered.
"Yes honey," I replied.
"Are you mad at me?" she asked cautiously
"Of course not, why do you ask?" I said as I looked into her eyes.
"Well I saw that you did the laundry," she paused, "and well I know you saw my new underwear and..."
"Honey stop!" I interrupted.
"Look you are a beautiful young lady and a beautiful young lady needs certain things and to tell the truth I'm mad at myself for not thinking about it sooner," I stated as a matter of fact.
Mona looked at me puzzled.
"I'm going to give you a clothing allowance so you can buy these...umm sexy clothes for yourself," I said.
"Really," Mona says looking back down at her plate.
"Yes honey and if there is anything else just tell me," I said.
The rest of the night went on as usual and I retired to my room to watch TV. I sat watching some mindless show as my thoughts went to Mona and her sexy panties. The image of her in her room in just her sexy satin pink thong jumped into my head and my cock rose faster than it ever has. I laid there admiring the images of my adopted daughter in my head my hand moving to my crotch. "STOP IT!" I screamed at myself. "What the hell are you doing she's your little girl?"
I tried to force the images from my head and go to sleep but wasn't very successful. I lay in my bed listening to Mona taking a shower and going to her bed. My cock never went down. I waited 30 minutes for her to fall asleep. I crawled from my bed left my room and heading outside to have a smoke. I noticed Mona's light was out making me feel really fatherly as I went out the back door.
Outside I lit up a cigarette and stared at the stars. It always made me feel good being outside in just my briefs as the cool air moved over my body. Comfort started to wash over me. I felt a warm hand brush over my cool back and I nearly fell of the porch in shock. I turned and there was Mona.
"You ok daddy?" She asks.
"Sure baby," I said hiding the cigarette behind my back. Mona doesn't like me smoking.
"What are you doing up?" I questioned.
