As Lily reached out to accept her mother's boots, her eyes grew wider & wider as the touch, smell and feel of the leather in her hands swept over her. She didn't rush to put them on, more savoured the moment. Her fingers delicately felt the cool soft shaft of the boot as she traced the outline to the heel. Her eyes glazed over as the touch swept through her making her tingle.
Shifting onto her bottom, she gently bent her knee and extended her foot - pushing her toes into the dark cavity of the boot. As her toes glided into position, she felt the leather wrap itself coolly around her foot. She slowly pressed with her ankle, and the rest of her foot popped into place. As she continued to softly manipulate the leather between her fingers, she pulled up on the boot as it moulded itself to her ankle & shin, rising up towards her knee.
Her fingers softly smoothed out any wrinkles or creases and she reached towards the zipper. Tugging with her fingers, she looked directly up into Bob's eyes as she pulled the zipper taught up to her knee.
As the zipper closed and the leather encased her leg, she couldn't help her eyes from rolling. She felt a pang of tingling shooting through her body like an electric surge.
She swiftly moved onto the other boot and repeated the process. Again, taking her time to savour every moment.
Finally encased in her mothers knee high stiletto boots, she stood up. As the 4 inches made her stand proud, she felt her calf muscles adjusting to the height. The accentuation gave her a more demeaning posture, forcing her to compensate her hips and back.
'How do they feel Lily?' Bob asked his step-daughter, smiling as he watched her.
'Fantastic Daddy. The way they cling to my legs, wrap themselves around my feet, they make me stand tall and feel amazing.' She replied, deliriously admiring the glistening leather now adorning her feet and legs.
'Parade for me.' Bob demanded.
'Yes Sir.' Lily answered, and began to take slow sauntering steps across the room.
As she walked, she instinctively felt her hips sway. Her whole body now swayed in the rhythm of her slow strides. Feeling her heels pointing down into the carpet as her body weight shifted, she couldn't help but feel incredibly sexy.
As Lily reached the far side of the room, she spun on her heels and returned to where her step-father was standing.
He was still admiring the way his wife's boots looked on this sexy little 18 year old. He noticed that her nipples were rock hard, pointing upwards at straining point. Her breasts shimmered ever so slightly with every step, and she swayed her hips in unison with her stride.
He also inhaled the strong aroma of flowing pussy juices.
As she reached her step-father, Lily instinctively returned to her knees in front of him.
'How does that feel now Lily?' he asked.
'Amazing Sir. I never knew quite how much it would affect me.' She answered, her eyes shining with excitement.
Bob reached down and put his finger under her chin, lifting her face eye and looking directly into her dark, smoky, sexy eyes.
'So you see now, the appreciation of things we care for and look after.' He said.
'Yes Sir.' She agreed excitedly.
'That's good. We will carry on the lessons but first, I am hungry.' He continued.
'Yes Sir. Me too Sir.' She agreed.
'Good. It's a bit late to cook now. Why don't I nip out and get us a Chinese take away. Now, find yourself something suitable to wear. And if you promise to be a good girl, I will let you keep your mothers boots on.' He said.
'Oh thank you daddy!' Lilly exclaimed, genuinely excited at the prospect of keeping these sexy boots wrapped securely around her feet.
About half an hour later, Bob returned with the food. He dished it up and called Lily as he made himself comfortable. Sat on the sofa in the living room with a beer, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Lily glided into the room wearing a little denim skirt that barely covered her thighs and a tiny crop t-shirt that barely covered her breasts, and of course her mothers boots.
She walked over to the sofa and knelt in front of him.
'Is this suitable Daddy?' she asked him.
Bob looked down at her and smiled.
'Probably not if your mother was here with us, no!' he said, laughing. 'Come here' he finished, beckoning her to join him on the sofa.
'Eat your dinner, there's a good girl.' He said to her.
As they sat and ate, Bob noticed Lily shifting her legs. She couldn't help but keep glancing down admiring the way her mothers boots looked wrapped around her own legs. He had to admit to himself that she did wear them well.
After tea, they both washed and dried the dishes. As they stood in the kitchen, both step-father and daughter worked together to get everything cleaned up. Afterwards, Bob extended his hand out towards Lilly and pulled her close to him.
'You have done very well today Lily. It is so much better & nicer when you co-operate & do as you are told.' He said.
'Yes Sir. And thank you Daddy for helping me today. I don't know what I would have done without you.' She replied as she wrapped her arms around him, cuddling him tightly.
As they embraced, he felt her trace her hands up his back and her fingers teased his neck. He shivered as her nails softly scraped across his neck and onto the back of his ears.
'Do you remember that box in your mothers wardrobe?' he whispered.
'Yes Sir?' Lily answered, inquisitively.
'Would you like to see what is inside it?' he asked.
'Oh yes please Sir!' she said excitedly.
'Ok, but only because you have been so good today. Remember, these privileges can just as easily be taken away and replaced with punishment!' he stated, 'And also, you must remember that this is between us. No-one else is to know, especially your mother. Do you understand?'
'Yes sir, I understand, Thank you sir.' She replied, hugging him tightly.
He took one of her hands in his and guided her to the stairs. Leading her up to his bedroom, he directed her to the closet where the box still sat outside, and suggestively pushed her down to her knees.
'Are you sure you want to explore the box with me Lily?' he asked her, already knowing that her curiosity along with her new found obsession with her mothers wardrobe guaranteed her answer.
'Oh yes please Daddy. Please, more than anything.' She answered quickly.
'Then strip off your clothes' he demanded.
'Daddy, can I please keep mummy's boots on though?' she asked.
'You may, for now.' He answered, smiling.
Lily quickly pulled her top off to reveal her breasts. Already her nipples were erect and standing proud. Next she shimmied her skirt down past her ankles and pulling it off. Bob admired the fact that she neither wore a bra or panties when he had told her to get dressed earlier.
Returning to her knees beside the box, the now naked Lily awaited with excitement.
Bob stood up and walked around her a few times. He looked down to see that beads of sweat were forming on her forehead and she was shifting uncomfortably / nervously.
As he produced a key out of his pocket, he bend down next to her and placed it in the lock. Before turning the key, he looked directly at Lily.
'Remind me, how much do you want this?' he asked.
'Oh please daddy, please...' she wailed.
'Give me a kiss and I might allow you.' He teased, bending down to his knees beside her and the box.
'Yes Daddy!' she exclaimed.
Leaning forward, she reached her lips out to him and locked them onto him. He felt her soft tongue penetrate his mouth and swirling around in unison, she had him. Her hands reached out around his neck, holding him next to her, while his hand instinctively reached up and grabbed a handful of hair. Holding her tightly, not allowing her any leeway to escape, their passion started to fill the air. His other hand reached down and stroked her boot from her ankle to her knee, instantly making her shudder with excitement.
He sensed that the touch of the boots electrified her. He did it again, this time streaking back and forth and felt her body shift in excitement.
Not wanting to give her too much, too soon, he broke the embrace off and smiled down at her. He could see and feel that her body was on heat.
As he turned the key, the lock clicked open & Lily squealed with excitement as her eyes grew bigger and bigger.
Bob removed the now unlocked lid of the box and stood it against the wall. He stood upright and towered over his step-daughter who was now peering directly down at the box. Inside she could see that there was a purple silk cloth covering items which filled the box to the brim. As she started to lean towards the box, the waft of crisp leather filled her nostrils making her shiver in anticipation.
'Now Lily, I must ask you again. You're sure about this? Once we start, once this begins, things can never be the same again.' He asked her.
'Yyyyesssss Sir. I am sure.' She replied, still excited and still smelling that strange aroma that made her whole body buzz throughout.
'Good. Now, let us start. Come kneel beside the bed and I will show you what we have.' He ordered.
Lily shuffled on her knees until she was next to the bed. She arched around to watch Bob lift the box and carry it to the bed, which he placed it on the bed near her and then sat beside it.
As he removed the silk covering, her eyes grew wider and wider as she peered over the top of the box. Very slowly, as if to draw out the intrigue & excitement Bob started to remove items and place them on the bed in front of her.
First out came an assortment of leather, pvc & rubber underwear. There were various corsets, basque's, bra's & suspender belt's all in either red or black. Next out came various pack's of stockings and tights, again in a multitude of varieties ranging from silk lace topped to seamed fishnet.
Lily's eyes were like a kid in a sweet shop. She couldn't believe her conservative mother would think of any of these items, let alone wear them. She felt her bottom lip quivering as she gingerly glanced a look up at her step father, who himself was staring at his booted, naked teenager knelt before him.
'So what do you think?' Bob asked his slightly blushing step-daughter.
