Like Mother, Like Daughter Part 1

It was Saturday morning and Gerry Gibson stared at the closets on his wife's side of the bed. They haven't been opened in over a year. 14 months ago his wife, Julie, died in a car accident on her way back from work and he just couldn't bear to clear out her clothes and belongings.

His daughter, also called Julie, had begun to urge him to start dating again but he couldn't stand the thought of that because he saw it as a betrayal to his wife's memory. His daughter told him he could still date and have memories of her mother too. He wasn't interested in dating but recently a female colleague of his started flirting with him. Every so often he would look at her legs and he would get a twitchy feeling in his groin. His cock was telling him it's time to get laid.

So it was with a heavy heart he opened a closet with the intention of clearing it out, but when he reached for the rail he just couldn't do it. He shouted out for his daughter and a few moments later she came bounding into his bedroom. Her big 18 year old tits stopped bouncing a couple of seconds after she did. Gerry noticed them and he also noticed the twitch in his cock. Oh my god he thought, I'm a fucking pervert. Every man who ever seen Julie had perverted feelings towards her no matter if she was dressed in sweats or dolled up for some occasion or even in her school uniform. Julie had finished school ages ago but probably still had the uniform, he thought.

Instead of asking Julie to help him clear the closets he asked her to do it herself if she wasn't busy. He couldn't trust his cock not to get hard in front of his daughter. Julie was the same height as her mother and looked almost identical to her and his twitchy cock might make him act on impulse. He had to get out of there. He said he was going to run some errands and he'd be gone for a couple of hours and it would be great if the closets could all be empty by the time he got back.

Julie said she'd take everything into her room and make piles for the charity shop and the bin. Gerry told her she could keep anything that she could make use off, as there were a lot of shoes and things that may fit her. Julie said ok and started to take hangers off the rails. Her dad did a vanishing act because he knew it would be too emotional for him to see the last of his wife thrown away.

Julie also went through her mum's dresser and removed everything and took all her makeup and perfumes that her dad hadn't thrown out. She left her mum's jewellery boxes on the dresser, her dad could deal with that stuff. By the time Julie had taken everything she had several piles of clothes on her bed and floor to sort through. There were also many pairs of shoes, sandals and boots. There were also a couple of large boxes that were way at the back of the closet obscured from view. She would go through those too. Julie held up each dress or skirt against herself while looking in the mirror. Everything would fit her but not everything took her fancy. She did wonder if it was weird to keep and wear her mum's clothes but the items were expensive looking so she decided it would be ok to keep them. The pile she was keeping was much bigger than the charity pile. There were also clothes in 10 zip up bags that she hadn't looked through yet. Before she tackled those she went through the footwear on the floor. Some she discarded right away, not her style but there were several pairs that she liked and looked good on her. She had plenty of her own sandals so she didn't even try any of those on. She bagged up the clothes and shoes for the charity shop and set them aside. Julie threw out her mother's underwear but kept several lingerie sets. She held them up against her and thought of how good she'd look in them. She would launder them and keep them.

It was now time to tackle the zip up bags. Julie held a bag up and unzipped it and got a shock at what she saw. There were two shiny latex outfits and matching boots in it. She took them out and laid them on the bed. They were sexy versions of nurse's outfits. One was white and the other was black and both had a red cross on the front. They were also very low cut at the chest. What the fuck, thought Julie. Did her parents have a fetish for such things? She wasn't sure she wanted to know. The thigh high boots with the high heels did look good though. She picked up another bag and unzipped it and pulled out two maids uniforms. One was shiny latex and the other just a regular one, probably a cotton and Lycra mix. There were two pairs of boots to go with the outfits. Both were high heeled. Lovely shoes she thought but what the fuck were her parents into? Her dad either didn't realise or had forgotten these things were in the closet.