My initial plan was scrapped. Try as I might, I couldn’t bring myself to drug Sophie and Ella in order to strip El down to have my way with her. I felt bad enough sneaking around to get a glimpse of Soph bringing Ella to the most beautiful orgasms. Adding rapist to the list of shitty dad and disgusting pervert was just too much. So I suffered weeks of El in tight tops without a bra and tiny shorts that outlined her ass and pussy, resorting to long showers and retrieving El’s panties from the wash to sniff and rub my cock with.
I was blessed with a fresh pair as she came by while I was gathering laundry. She literally stopped me as I was walking out, “Wait, I just went for a run and wanted to change, can you wash these for me too, dad?” she asked. I nodded and waited outside of her room so she could change and she came out in a new outfit, throwing the soiled ones in the wash then kissed my cheek, “Thanks, Dad, you’re the best!”