Not quite so far, for now

Poor Jack found himself unable to stop from staring, while his daughter continued tugging at the tiny garment, which was the only thing to keep her from being completely naked in front of him. The moment seemed to stretch out forever, as he struggled internally with his own feelings on the matter, and he couldn't hide the fact to himself that some parts of him was really looking forwards to what was about to happen next.

In the silence that followed it seemed like even Catherine came to realize she was taking her game a little too far however, and her father took a deep breath of relief when she finally put her hands back under her chin and leaving the thong in place. He wasn't too sure if she'd only been teasing him though, or actually been thinking about taking it off for real, before she decided against it.

Considering the small grin on her face it certainly leaned towards the former, but Jack wasn't going to ask her about it either way. Instead he quickly made the decision to leave her alone again, before this situation became even more unbearable for him, and he tried his best to cover the fact his erection could easily be seen through the front of his shorts when he stood himself upright again.

"You leaving already?" She seemed a little disappointed when he left for the house, and as he glanced back at her he could almost see her entire front when she rose up slightly to look at him from the sun chair she was lying on. The sight and the sweet tone to her voice proved nearly enough to make him regret his decision, but instead he tried to just shake it off his mind while he continued on his way back into the kitchen.

"I'll have to get the dinner started." He stated, as some kind of lame excuse, but found that it would also be a reason for him to stay in the kitchen and keep an eye on the girl outside for just a bit longer. So, in the end he didn't stick to that plan either, but strolled around the house for a while, before finally getting his mind back on food again...