Not quite, but close

"Hmm, I don't know..." The girl seemed to ponder, and proved her skills in the art of teasing once more, by leaving her father in tight suspense while she turned around for another look in her mother's wardrobe. The sight of her long legs and firm buttocks would be quite enough for anyone to stare at, and doubly so while she slowly started bending forwards, allowing her short skirt to ride even further up her slender thighs.

She still pretended like she didn't even notice her dad's reaction though, but flashed him a not so innocent little smile when she stood up and glanced back at him over her shoulder. If her aim was to provoke him she'd certainly succeeded already, and it seemed like she was more than content when she finally decided to leave him alone again.

"I hope you don't mind if I keep the teddy?" She asked him eventually, while still flaunting her perfect figure in the skimpy little garment, and barely waited for an answer before she was heading for the door. Not like Jack was able to give her much of an answer anyway, as he was still having trouble to keep from staring at that sexy little booty.

He'd somehow managed to keep his calm however, at least until she'd finally left the room, and only then did he allow himself a deep sigh of relief. For all this time he'd been trying to cover his own erection of course, and he was more than happy that his daughter hadn't seemed to notice his predicament during her stay, or at least pretended like she didn't.

With a mind like Kate's he couldn't be so sure though. She'd certainly been staying around to tease him for quite some time, even by her usual standards, and Jack couldn't help but feel like she'd been trying to test him in one way or another. What she'd hoped to gain from it was up to anyone's guesses however, and that wasn't something he felt like pondering too much about at the moment.

"Hey, dad...?" She suddenly called out from the other side of the door, which caused him to freeze immediately, as he'd just been about to get out of his bed. At least she didn't just walk right in on him, like she'd done the last time, but that didn't mean she waited for long before she poked her head back inside his room. "Did I just leave my top in here?"

"Yeah, you did." Jack replied, with a slight stiffness to his voice, and then watched her wearily while she stepped in to pick up her clothes from the side of his bed. The fact she was still wearing little more than her short skirt, bra, and the skimpy teddy didn't help him to keep from glancing her over once again, which caused him to groan uncomfortably inside when he felt a certain something swelling right back to size inside of his boxers.

"Did you say something?" Catherine asked him, with a curios smile at her lips, but luckily just turned to leave before he could manage some kind of reply. The wide smile on her face said more than words though, and it was fairly obvious she was well aware of her father's condition when she walked back towards the door, swaying her hips even more than usual...