After that night, Kate's behaviour followed the same pattern. She would tease me by occasionally giving me a wink or a coquettish smile, but nothing more. On one occasion, she was in the kitchen, just finishing the dishes, and I came up behind her and rested my hands on her hips, hoping to initiate something, but she just left them there for a couple of seconds, sighed, and then wriggled away from my touch, and left the room. I thought that she'd had a change of heart, but desperately hoped that she hadn't. By now, I was completely intoxicated by her.

Still, by now, Rebecca was back, and I didn't want her to have any grounds for suspicion. I tried my best to keep myself in check. One evening, Kate and I were at the dinner table, when Rebecca came in late.
"Sorry I'm late, Dad.", she said, making an apologetic face.
"No problem, sweetheart, we'd only just started." I replied.
"Dad?", she enquired, sounding like she wanted something.
"Yes?"
"I was wondering if it'd be alright to spend the weekend with Theresa. Her parents are away, and she wants some company, and we won't get up to anything you wouldn't approve of ..."
As I glanced at Kate, I thought I caught a quick wink.
"... we'll just be hanging around, watching movies ..."
"Of course that's okay. Have a great time." I replied.
"Thanks Dad!" She seemed surprised, but happy, with my lack of resistance.
As dinner went on, I caught a couple more quick glances of Kate giving her flirtatious smile. Hope welled up in me once more.

Friday at work seemed to take forever. All I could think about was what was going to happen when I got home. Eventually, it got to five o'clock, and I raced home as fast as I could. As I walked through the front door, Kate descended the stairs, wearing a tight, white blouse and denim shorts.
"Hi, sweetheart." I stuttered, stunned once more by her womanly curves and her girlish smile.
She didn't reply, just continued down the stairs, walked towards me, and kissed me gently, slipping her tongue in to my mouth. I embraced her, my hands gently squeezing her firm arse. She broke off and led me by the hand to the sitting room, where we sat down on the sofa.
"Hard day at the office, dear?", she said seductively, tracing her finger over my chest.
"Uh, yes." I eventually managed to say.
"Poor baby. Let Kate look after you." She kissed me once again, and removed my tie.
"That better?"
I didn't have the composure to reply. I kissed her once more, allowing my hands to roam all over her body. She began to remove my shirt. I'd lost all ability to restrain myself, and desperately hoped that we would go all the way this time. Her hands moved all over my naked chest as she kissed my neck. Then she hopped up and straddled my thighs, pulling my head in to her breasts. Then, gently pushing me back, she began to unbutton the straining fabric of her blouse, revealing a lacy white bra. I could barely hold myself back, but managed to keep my hands off her long enough to enjoy the show.

Once again, she pulled me towards her, and I kissed the soft skin of her breast above the line of her bra. She began to breathe deeply. Slowly pulling down one of her bra straps, she lowered one cup to reveal her pink, erect nipple. I immediately took it in to my mouth, and she gave a pleasured sigh. After a while, she removed her bra completely, allowing me to see her unencumbered breasts for the first time, and then lay down on the sofa, as I manouvered on top of her. My hand slid up her leg, until it was resting near her pussy, and I slowly moved my hands inside her shorts.
"I'm not ready for your hands to go there yet, Daddy." she said, and moved my hand back to her breast, then moved her hand back down, and began to massage my cock through my trousers. I moved to the side of her, allowing her full access. My cock was straining at my belt.
"That must be really uncomfortable, let me help you." Kate purred, and unbuckled my belt. She then unzipped my trousers, and as she did so, ran her fingernails across the underside of my cock. I hurriedly pulled off my trousers and sat up. As I did so, Kate moved up and began to kiss my cock through my boxer shorts. I lay there, paralysed by my throbbing hormones. Then she slowly pulled down my shorts.
"Oh, dad. I always hoped you'd have a big one." Kate murmured, stroking it lovingly.
"Can I suck it for you, daddy?" She asked.
I nodded, and she knelt down in front of me. Then, with a smile, she kissed the head of my cock, before sliding her mouth over it. Her moist warmth enveloped my cock, and she slowly moved her head up and down.
"That feels amazing, Kate", I managed to groan.
At that she began to quicken her pace, and I felt her tongue flick around the rim of my head. With one hand I caressed her head, while the other moved between my legs and grasped her milky-white breasts. She pulled back her head, releasing my cock in to her waiting hand, and began to pull me off.
"Tell me when you're about to come, Daddy. I want you to come in my mouth." She hopped up on to my lap, pulling at my cock, which now lay right next to her crotch. I sat back, watching her breasts move up and down as she rubbed my prick. I wanted to put my hand between her legs and reciprocate the pleasure she was giving me, but I decided to respect her earlier decision. Holding on to her arse instead, I felt myself begin to well up.
"Baby, I'm going to come..."
She moved down between my legs again, and took me in to her mouth, which pushed me over the edge. I unleashed my come in to her mouth, feeling like I never had before. She kept up her pace until my cock stopped twitching, and swallowed my load. Smiling, she moved up beside me, and we lay down together on the sofa, and held each other close for over an hour, without saying a word.