Picking Panties With Daddy
1046 Words
Eloise's POV
Daddy wants us to go shopping today. Last night, I watched his back as he walked away and could only bite my lips in anger.
What the hell was so wrong in having me? Fine, it's wrong because he's my father's friend, but we aren't family so that wasn't supposed to matter, was it?
"Eloise, we are here" Daddy snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned my gaze to the side. There was a tall mall, bigger than every one I've ever stepped my legs into in my entire life.
Again, I turned my gaze to him. "Honestly, we could just grab my things at my house. I've got a lot of beautiful and new dresses"
Daddy sighed and looked at me with a stern gaze.
"Eloise, let's get into the mall and start picking your clothes" he said.
I was lost for a few seconds. Let's?
I tried to talk, but only ended up spluttering. He got out of the car before I could find my words.
"Are you going to pick my clothes with me?" I wanted to ask, but he was already gone.
I mean, he could just stand miles away and watch as I pick what I would be wearing, but he would be picking my clothes with me.
I don't know what naughty thought came into my head, but I giggled slightly. I got out of the car and followed behind him as we walked into the mall.
Ignatio looked like he had been here more than a few times, because the staffs recognized him and bowed like a king had just gained entrance.
Yeah, he was popular in the business world too, so many people know about Ignatio Sandro.
There were eyes on us as we walked and I could hear whispers from the staffs and even the customers.
".....I didn't know he had a daughter....." Someone said,
My gaze darted to the person for a moment and I wished I could walk up to her and say. "I'm not his daughter, but his little slut"
Damn, Eloise. Get that thought off your f****d up head.
Ignatio acted like he didn't hear the whispers or the words said about us. Instead, he just walked to the receptionist.
"Hi," he said, and the way the receptionist smiled irks me.
I imagined her fantasizing in her head about Daddy's voice when they are in bed together.
No, Eloise. Don't you think you are the only one who's that f****d up?
I was snapped out of my thoughts when the receptionist called an attendant over to attend to us.
"This way, sir. We will get your daughter the best of clothes" she said with a smile, and gestured to the racks of dresses lined carefully at the other side of the room.
"Corrections, Miss" I said, and my voice rang across the room for everyone to hear.
"I'm not Mr. Ignatio's daughter" I said, my gaze fixed on the lady.
"Eloise!" Daddy turned his gaze to me and snapped.
The attendant stared at me then back at Ignatio, like she was trying to read the both of us.
I held Daddy's gaze for a few seconds before I turned to the attendant. "The clothes?" I snapped her out of her reverie.
"Oh, uh-- This way" she stuttered and I gave her a wide smile.
A few minutes later, we stopped in front of the dresses which looked like they were specially made for queens.
"Pick anything you want," Daddy said.
"Of course, Daddy," I replied.
The attendant quirked a brow and darted her gaze between us once again, but I acted oblivious to her actions.
I checked the dresses out and they don't look my style.
I would love something sexy, hugging my body enough to get Daddy's attention.
Short shirts like the one I've worn yesterday that made me notice I've got no panties on.
I shook my head negatively and thought about the dresses in front of me.
Maxi gowns won't look so bad on me even though I'll prefer lingeries.
"This, this, and this" I said to the attendant, pointing at three of the maxi dresses in different designs and colors.
She did as I had instructed and we walked to the next rack. Office shirts and skirts with pants trousers.
I picked from them too and the next rack......
"This, this.....and this" I picked eight of those, and when the attendant tried to pack them up, Ignatio stopped her.
"You can't wear those clothes, Eloise. They're not for you" he glared at me.
We both understood what he meant. Those were sexy short lingeries and swimming dressed with just pants and bras and a little cover for the ass.
"But Daddy......" I tried to talk, but he cut me off.
"A no is a no, Eloise" His face was stern and I didn't want to disobey.
I moved to the next rack, and tried picking some sunflower dresses but my mind wouldn't stop wishing I was able to get those clothes he told me to drop.
Heavens were on my side, they supported me to keep seducing Daddy until he gave in to my seduces. Daddy got a call, and he moved a little bit away to pick it up.
I moved back to the lingerie rack and packed the dresses I had picked once again, handing it over to the attendant.
"But...." She wanted to complain. I put a hand over my mouth, and shush her.
"Our little secret" I winked at her.
Like nothing had happened, I continued picking dresses.
Moments later, I was done. I usually have nowhere to go, so I don't need much clothes. Not when I have a lot of them in my own home.
"I guess you are done, Miss," the attendant smiled.
That was when I remembered the least important things. Panties and Bras.
They would be important when I go to the office, but not when I'm at home with Ignatio.
"Not done. I've still got to pick my panties and bras with my Daddy"
Everywhere stilled and I felt people's heavy gazes on us. Ignatio who was still on call with someone also turned, and his eyes........
Those emerald green eyes were filled with shock.
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