An embarrassing dad experience

A nice shower always made her relax, at least partially. All the stress and frights from the day were lowered. That turned to frustration when no large towels turned up.

“Really Mom?” The Elena took a hand towel and dried the best she could. Two towels got her moderately dry, while another wrapped her hair.

If she had been paying attention to the time, she would have realized her father would be home right now. Her bedroom with her clothes was upstairs.

Without thinking Elena started for her room and ran into her father as he was coming down the stairs. Or rather froze with foot on the bottom step and stared at him with wide eyes. He had changed out of his coat and button up shirt and wore his typical undershirt, pants, and socks.

“I see someone is still wearing her school spirit.” He joked.

“Dad, I…” She was at a loss for words.

Then…

“Dinner’s ready!” Her mother called.

“Coming!” Her father called back. “You heard your mother. Let’s eat.”

Then he finished his journey down the steps and wrapped his arm around his daughter’s shoulders, guiding her to the kitchen.

“But dad!” She whined. “My clothes. I’m still naked.”

Her mother seeing them enter the dining room, heard her.

“Oh please Elena. Your father used to help me give you baths until you were in kindergarten. You practically howled for him to keep giving you them until I had to spank your bottom red.”

“I was five!” She whisper shouted at her mom.

“Not to mention the times I found you naked in the swimming pool after I come home.” He told her.

“Oh god.” She blushed. “Can I please put on something now?” Her father was still hugging her.

“No, that’s what you get for not remembering to bring clothes to the shower. So what are we having?”

“But mom just-.”

“Vegetarian Lasagna. Yum!”

“Why do you hate me?” Her father asked as he sat down. “Sit down and eat Elena.” He said when she tuned to leave. “Now! And why is your butt red?

Elena sat down next to her father to keep her breasts from his eyes.

“The heated seat burned it.” She mumbled.

“Wait. Did you drive naked?”

And Elena’s head hit the table while her mother laughed and put food on her daughter’s plate.