Of course not, or at least not for now

"Hey, wait...!" Said Jack, while trying hard to keep his calm in front of this sexy young woman, who'd finally gone just a little too far with her teasing. He wasn't really sure what he wanted her to hold up with though, as it looked like she was already done with her games, and as a result she only ended up standing there for even longer.

"I think it's torn up a bit." He somehow managed to pull through, while clearing his throat, and pointed to something he'd only noticed because he was trying his best not to stare at those perky young breasts. "Right there, in the side..."

"Oh, yeah." His daughter agreed, as she too looked down to the small tear in her mother's teddy, just above the top of her hip. It was barely visible at a first glance, but as she stretched the flimsy material it cracked even more. "Damn! I'll just have to fix it right away...!"

"Sure." Jack mumbled, and took a deep breath of relief as the girl was heading for the door. He still couldn't keep from staring at her bottom as she moved though, and he knew that some parts of him wouldn't mind in the slightest if her scant pieces of clothing kept falling apart all around her, even as he tried to push those images out of his head as soon as they popped up.

"Oh, wait..." She suddenly stopped herself, just as she reached the door, which caused him to nearly stop breathing once again. For a brief second he found himself wishing she would stay like that forever, with one hand resting on the doorpost, and her beautiful eyes glancing back at him over her naked shoulder. The sheer teddy was hanging loosely on her slender figure, and every thing about her pose reminded him of a pole dancer at the very end of her number.

Instead of stripping she slowly turned to walk back to the foot of his bed, which was more than enough in itself to make his imagination run wild, especially as her long hair was still just barely able to cover the perky tips of her tits. Then she leaned down to pick up the clothes she'd been wearing on her arrival, and smiled at him knowingly while holding his eyes for a second, before standing back up and heading for the door a second time.

"Sorry 'bout that!" She grinned and winked at him, just as she reached the door, and then she was finally out of the room on her way back to her own. The last glance she gave him spoke for itself though, and Jack was pretty much certain that she wasn't apologizing for simply forgetting some of her stuff in his room. Instead it was clearly about something by far more suggestive than that, which all too likely had something to do with his own, physical reaction to her so-called show in front of him.

And it was just as obvious that she wasn't actually even the slightest sorry about it, which proved what kind of a cruel young woman she truly was underneath that sweet and sexy facade...