Take a peek at Ava while she gets dressed.

Even though it's clearly wrong, you can't help yourself. You part your fingers ever so slightly and take a peek at your daughter.

She's standing with her back turned to you, rifling through one of her drawers. The towel is still wrapped around her but seems to be loosening a bit under one of her arms. Over the dresser is a mirror, mostly covered in photographs and other trinkets that she's collected over the years. Through the collage of memories, you can see her face. This means that she can catch you if she looks up and you're being too obvious.

Ava pulls out a pair of underwear. By the looks of it, a similar looking pair to what she was wearing last night. She holds it up and pauses for a moment before putting the basic panties back in the drawer. She sorts through what is now obviously her underwear drawer some more. Transfixed by her every movement, your heart skips a beat when she lifts up what looks like a skimpier pair of underwear.

Suddenly, her eyes dart upward, looking at you through the mirror. You close your fingers so that they are flush with one another, hoping that your spying went unnoticed. Your daughter doesn't say anything and you hear the sound of a drawer closing. Whew...

Parting your fingers once again, you take another peek. Panties in one hand, Ava is hunched over another drawer. She seems to be more decisive this time and pulls out a grey t-shirt. Looks like one of your old Padres shirts. Bedtime outfit picked out, Ava straightens up and takes a step back.

You aren't ready for it. Ava shifts her shoulders a bit and the towel falls to the ground. In an instant, you are staring at your daughter's naked backside. From head to toe, she's perfect. Your eyes dart to the mirror, hoping to see her front, but can't make out anything. Your eyes shift back to her pert little butt. She's a very skinny girl but the years of running and athletics have paid off.

You wish that you had longer to gawk but Ava is getting dressed after all. She hunches over and steps into her panties, pulling them up her long legs. Your eyes desperately search for a hint of the most delicate bits between her legs but find none. It's too dark in the room and your daughter has the black bikini style panties fully on before you can even trick yourself into thinking that you just saw anything.

Your eyes wander up her bare but toned back before flickering back to the mirror. Wide eyed, Ava is staring right back.

"Dad!"

She quickly moves the t-shirt in front of her chest and spins around. Slow to react, you close the gaps between your fingers. Fuck... you didn't realize that your feigned attempt to cover your eyes had gotten so sloppy. It must have been almost comically obvious.

Sounding flustered but not necessarily angry, Ava asks, "Were you just peeking?"

Stammering out the worst defense possible, you answer, "I... umm... I wasn't... I mean... was..."

"Oh don't even try to deny it!"

"I'm so sorry... I was just curious..."

She mutters something under her breath that you can't quite make out. Feeling bold, you part your fingers again. Ava, red faced, looks back at you. She's still standing there in just her panties, holding the t-shirt over her breasts. Most of her stomach is visible. Just like her back, it's toned and sexy.

She narrows her eyes, "Oh? Not even going to attempt to hide it? Shameless..."

Before you can respond, she turns away from you again. In one fluid motion, she pulls the shirt over her head. For a brief moment, you catch a glimpse of her side boob. Now dressed for bed, Ava turns back to face you and walks forward. You notice that the shirt she picked isn't quite as long as the one from last night.

Ava climbs on the bed and sits back on her knees. Her eyes leave yours and you are mortified when you realize what she's looking at. Since you're also just in your underwear and a t-shirt, your reaction to spying on your naked daughter is obvious. Panicking, you grab one of her pillows and cover the tent in your boxers.

Looking back at you and raising her eyebrows, Ava says, "Oh, you totally owe me now."