Yes, of course it would

"Yes, of course it would..." Jack grumbled sarcastically, while glaring at the flimsy garment in his daughter's hand. It wasn't like his comment was entirely ironic though, as anyone in world could tell that the girl would look absolutely stunning in such a revealing outfit, but he just couldn't say something like that without even trying to reproach her at the same time. "I bet you'd take it to work as well?"

"You think?" She flashed him a teasing smile, as if she'd been waiting for him to say something like that, but then she put the garment back in the closet before she started looking for more. The next thing she found was just a little bit less spectacular than the first, and Jack could barely even remember a time when his ex-wife had been wearing a dress that would show so much of her generous cleavage. It wouldn't sit quite as well on Kate's more slender frame, though that didn't stop her from eyeing the garment with obvious interest. "How about this one then?"

"Yeah, sure." Her father just rolled his eyes this time around, and then he found himself waiting patiently while she continued searching her mother's wardrobe. One garment after the other were thrown on top of his bed, but eventually it seemed like even Kate herself was growing just a bit tired of her own little games. It wasn't like Jack was not watching though, as he found it difficult enough to keep his eyes off the girl's shapely figure, but once he'd regained his composure he wouldn't let himself be swayed too easily.

Instead he remained as calm as he could, until she finally left him alone, and only then could he allow himself a deep sigh of relief. For all this time he'd been trying to cover his own erection, until it was finally starting to slacken due to their nonsensical chatting, and he was more than happy that his daughter hadn't seemed to notice his predicament during her stay in his room.

At least he hoped that she hadn't, but with a mind like Kate's he couldn't be too sure. 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 and bra didn't help him to keep from glancing her over once again, and he groaned uncomfortably inside when he felt a certain something swelling 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...