Moving to the Country (nothingbutporcelain and Dr Curiosity)

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie sighed as she made her way through a long line at the airport. She didn't understand why anyone would willingly go through all of this shit. Normally she took her own private jet when she went traveling overseas but this time she decided to fly on a normal airplane and of course it was the biggest mistake ever. But then again she was pretty broke right now so she knew flying on a private jet was not an option. There was a time in her life when Callie used to be rich and get everything she wanted but that time was long over. You see, a few years ago her life had been turned upside down when her father killed her mother. At first they just thought it was a murderer, not her father but then they learned the truth. The worst thing about the whole situation was that her father had molested her and she didn't really fight him off because she thought it was his way of dealing with what happened to his wife. Later in court he ended up saying that the only reason he killed her mother was so he could be with his daughter, and not in a platonic way. It was pretty sick and now Callie blamed herself for her mother's death when it really wasn't her fault at all. Maybe she provoked her father by always wearing skimpy outfits but she didn't think he was looking. What girl worried about their father checking them out?

After running a hand through her long, golden blonde hair she grabbed her heavy luggage that was crammed with practically every outfit and pair of shoes she owned and made her way through the crowded airport. She was going to some country town to stay with her aunt, uncle, and cousin but she wasn't really looking forward to it since she didn't think there was much to do here, nothing like New York City where she was coming from. Today marked the two year anniversary of her mother's death and was desperately not trying to think of her today. She didn't need to start crying in the middle of the airport. But Callie was hoping to erase her bad image here since no one knew of all her problems. Here she could pretend she was a normal girl that didn't have a terrible coke addiction. But Callie Simpson never really was good with being normal. Obviously a girl could never be normal when she was used to taking private jets everywhere she went. Even sitting in first class hadn't been good enough for her. But sometimes she felt so fake since she was no longer the rich, spoiled brat who had everything. Now she had nothing. No money, no mother, no goals or ambitions (but she actually did have a job even if it wasn't a good one, she was a stripper or she used to be since she was moving). Coke and vodka were really the only reasons she was still alive which was pretty pathetic. She was being sent here by her aunt and uncle because they thought they could turn her life around and help her clean her act up. So even if Callie wanted to pretend like she had no problems here her family here knew she did.

She started fishing through her over sized black Balenciaga purse for her cigarettes right after she got off the plane. There was clearly a no smoking sign everywhere in the airport but she really could care less. Traveling stressed her out and the only thing that could make her feel better were her cigs and coffee. She didn't see a Starbucks around so she was stuck with just her cigs. Her uncle was coming to pick her up. Everyone back in the city knew Callie couldn't help herself around men. It was like an addiction, her trying to seduce them all. She was never happy unless every guy in the room wanted her and only her. She wanted everyone to love her but usually they all ended up just wanting to fuck her.

Of course Callie was nervous about moving to the country. The second she stepped off the plane and saw what everyone else was wearing here she knew she stuck out like a sore thumb. As she walked across the small airport to the baggage claim area she felt all eyes on her. Everyone knew she wasn't from here and that she didn't belong here. She was dying to get out of the airport and away from the prying eyes. This was odd since usually Callie thrived on attention. It kept her going but she didn't like this kind of attention. It was more fun when people couldn't stop staring because they all thought she was so hot and beautiful. Here everyone was staring at her like she was some kind of insect. They were all acting like they had never seen someone like her before. It wasn't shocking because of her long, golden blonde hair and navy blue eyes. The dress she had on was yellow and very bright. It was also short and revealed a lot of her skin. She noticed that none of the other girls in the airport were showing much skin but how was she supposed to know everyone was so conservative here? She was used to living in the city where everyone dressed however they want. No one stared at her in the city. She fit right in.

She was standing over by the baggage claim area watching her huge suitcase go round and round on the conveyor belt. She'd already tried getting it off earlier and she knew she just made a bigger fool of herself by almost falling over. It was stupid of her to try. Had she honestly believed that she would be able to lift it considering the fact that it weighed more than she did? Plus her five inch stiletto heels didn't make anything easier. She'd been so embarrassed when she tugged on it and couldn't lift it. And worse no one had offered to help. It was almost like they were all too scared of her to even say one word to her. This place was messed up.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

Michael Simpson sat in the airport with a very dull, bored look stretched across his face. Waiting for his niece wasn't exactly a glamorous job, but of course he would do anything for his family, especially after what happened to his dear niece. Mother dying while she was young, and a sick sorry excuse for a father. Not that Michael could hate his brother, he just couldn't believe that the man would do something so sick. Putting his hands on his own flesh and blood an such a way. Sick bastard. Now Callie could have a somewhat normal life in a less dramatic place.

Flight Arriving. Checking a piece of paper, Michael began to stand up. According to the information on the paper written by Mrs. Simpson, Callie was coming in on a flight from New York. Well then, this was her. Rising out his seat, he began to make his way through the crowds, looking for the right terminal.

Michael Simpson was a great man, with a lot of possibilities in his life. Like his brother, he was extremely wealthy, though stayed so not in the same way. When Michael's father had died he had recieved a large sum of money, perhaps less than his elder since he was the baby boy of his siblings. Now though, he had found comfort in the country life, running a farm of many different crops and animals. It was a workers life, but he found some relaxation in the separation from the world. Something he planned on adding his niece too, apart from the working. It was more than a hunch that Callie led a pampered life.

There was no trouble finding his niece. Look for the only girl wearing exotic, skimpy clothes. His wife had informed him correctly about that. He looked for the sore thumb in the crowds and it took no more than five minutes. When he found her, she was attempting to retrieve her luggage in rather sorry attempts. The act made Michael chuckle under his breath. His niece looked very... Nice. Attractive even. She was definitely not the young girl she had once been. He watched the way the small yellow dress clung to her curves with almost interested eyes, before coming to. That was his niece afterall, and looking at her that way wasn't exactly appropriate. Well, that's what he tried to tell himself. As he looked down though, he found himself looking at Callie's legs, which looked very nice with such high heels on.

Shaking his head, Mr. Simpson weaved through the crowds to the luggage pick up, to the far end. The largest bag was Callie's and he knew that to be a fact, because it was the one she had attempted to grab. A muscular arm reached between to small men grabbing their bags, seizing the oversized, overpriced traveling suitcase. He pulled the bag up with a single arm and set it down. His niece had trouble lifting this thing? Not a very physically strong one then.

Michael had pulled the bag on the opposite side of the conveyor, so Callie would not have seen him, and would miss her bag where it was supposed to come up. Instead, she would stand there wondering why her bag was missing for a second as her unle came around the other side. "Have a nice flight?" Callie Simpson would turn to see a rather handsome, large man.

Standing 6'2", Michael Simpson had the physical frame of a teutonic god, which could only be matched with a face carved by angels. He had stunning deep green eyes, slightly sunken into his smooth face. With a broad chin, pursed lips, and an all around perfect face, the only flaw was a small pale scar on his chin, which could only be seen when Michael had a clean shave, such as now. He wore a small white t-shirt that revealed every rippling muscle of his torso, and faded blue jeans with brown working boots. He looked more like a male model trying out for a country role than being a country man himself. However, a country man he was.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie was very nervous about coming to the country. There were many things that could make her nervous. She already felt like she didn't fit in and she knew this feeling would get even worse as she spent more time in the town. If she felt out of place at the airport she would feel even worse once she had to hang out with all the other people her age. She imagined they would all be wearing country type clothing like cowboy boots and things like that. Callie was already thinking about going shopping as soon as possible. She could look like her own modified version of a country girl. She'd buy some short Daisey dukes and a pair of cowboy boots that made her impossibly long legs look even better than she usually did. It wouldn't be the same as her heels but she was sure she could find some cute ones. Maybe if they were pink she'd like them more.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when suddenly she heard someone speaking to her. She looked for her luggage and saw that it was gone. Then she looked up into the man's face and instantly recognized him. It'd been at least five years since she last saw him but he still looked pretty much the same. He was the same handsome man she remembered. "It was okay.." She said, smiling at him. She was scared to death about moving to this town but one person she knew she didn't need to be scared of was her uncle. She wasn't looking forward to seeing her aunt or cousin again but she knew her uncle would treat her well. After all he was her father's brother. It wasn't like she really had any relation to her aunt so that was probably why they never really got along.

"Hey Uncle Michael!" She said with excitement and jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly. He was so strong, she always loved being in his arms because he made her feel so safe. She knew nothing bad would happen to her as long as she was with him. She would have liked to have stayed in his arms for longer than this but she knew that wouldn't be appropriate so she was forced to pull herself out of his arms. She still stood close to him and looked up into his eyes so she could get a closer look at him. "It's been so long, way too long." She was pretty sure the reason her father had kept them away from her aunt and uncle for so long was because he didn't want them finding out about what he was doing to young Callie. Because he probably knew that the second they came back to visit Michael would know what was going on. He didn't want to risk it so he stayed away. Now he was locked up in prison and Callie was here with her uncle. "Did you miss me, Uncle Michael?" She asked him, giggling softly. She knew she had missed him quite a bit. Already she felt better about being here. Maybe she'd ask him to take her shopping on the way to his house. That sounded perfect. She wanted some quality bonding time with her uncle.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

Michael's face lit up in happiness at her greeting, and he hugged her tightly, momentarily forgetting he was no longer hugging a young girl, but a beautiful young woman. He let her go without a thought though, after all it was just his niece, or at least that's what his brain told him. "It has been much too long little--" He cut off, looking his niece up and down once again, no longer a little girl. She had a striking resemblance to her mother, something Michael wouldn't lightly say, her having passed on and all. "It's been too long Callie." Looking at her niece, seeing her small controllable body, Michael half turned his head, attempting to refrain to look at her in such a way. People often noticed stuff like this, not a necessarily good thing at the moment.


"Of course I missed you baby girl, you are my favorite niece after all." That was true, considering Callie was Michael's only niece. He had a sister, but she had two boys, no girls. "Have you missed me is the real question? Spending all that time in New York theres no time for old Uncle Mike." Picking up the large luggage bag, he gestured with his hand towards the exits for Callie to come with him to the exit. He turned on his heel, wrapping an arm around his nieces shoulders, and attempting to think as cleanly as possible. He would definitely need a drink or two tonight. "Looking forward to spending some time with me? I know everybody is back home" And that meant everybody. His wife and kid knew originally, but also the multitude of workers on Michael's farm had heard his ramblings of his niece coming to stay with him.

As they made their way out the airport, Callie would see that her sore thumb ass would be riding in yet another sore thumb. In the midsts of beat up old trucks and used cars was a brand new gloss black Audi Coupe. A car that Michael never drove, but his wife insisted he used to pick up Callie in. Then he wondered whether he massive bag in the trunk. He would make it work, he always did.

The airport itself was in a city.... Well a town at least. It had a shopping mall, stores, and all the other things young people seemed so obsessed with. Not that Michael was old, he was only 30. He simply didn't care for all the material items other people cared for. "So, did you want to do something while we were in town?" 'Simpson Manor' as Mrs. Simpson liked to call it was almost an hours drive out, and he had a feeling Callie would want a few things.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie loved seeing how happy her uncle got just from hearing her say she missed him and give him a hug. She meant every word she said. Her and her Uncle Mike had always been close. She remembered when she used to come visit the family when she was a little girl and her and her uncle would always go out to get ice cream together. She doubted they would do that again now that she was older but they would find other things to do. She just wanted to spend time with her uncle. It didn't really matter what they did. She had missed him a lot and she was just looking forward to seeing him again.

"It really had but I'm glad I'm finally here even if it took so long." She knew the circumstances for her coming here weren't great. She wished she came a long time ago when her mother was still alive and her life wasn't such a mess. But at least she was leaving all that behind. She wouldn't have her stripping job anymore and she was going to try to stay away from the drugs. It probably wouldn't be easy but she figured it would be easier here in the country than in the city since she wouldn't know any dealers here. So even if she craved cocaine so badly she probably wouldn't be able to get her hands on it.

She smiled widely at him, feeling very pleased to hear him call her his favorite niece even if she knew she was his only niece. She was sure that if he had some other nieces she would still be his favorite. "Of course I missed you Uncle Mike! The city really isn't as exciting as it seems. I'm happy to be back here with you." The smile on her face was completely genuine. She may have stuck out like a sore thumb but she knew her uncle wouldn't care about that. And at least he wasn't trying to tell her she needed to dress more appropriate since she was only seventeen years old. She never liked people bossing her around so it was a good thing Mike wasn't doing this.

"I am looking forward to spending time with you again. I can't wait." She wondered if he meant that his wife and kid were looking forward to that too. She really doubted it. If they said something like that they probably only said it to make Mike happy. She followed him out of the airport and was pretty shocked to see him heading to an Audi Coupe instead of a pickup truck. This was a relief. She thought she would have to ride in some disgusting vehicle but apparently she was wrong about that.

"Sure, I'd love to do something. Maybe we could go shopping. I can already tell that all my clothes are wrong for this place. I love my clothing and I'm not giving them up but it might be nice to have some country pieces in my wardrobe to throw in with the city clothes. Maybe you could take me shopping? I would need your opinion on everything, of course. I don't know what everyone wears here. I'll need you to tell me that.."

 

[Dr Curiosity]

The trunk was popped before they got to the car, and Michael was forced to remove his arm from around Callie's shoulders. He put the bag in with enough ease for a man like himself, and took only half a second to man-handle the luggage into place, before he slammed the trunk closed. "Shopping, hm? Somehow I had a hunch you would want to do that." He chuckled, and reached for his wallet in his back pocket. Opening it slowly, he sighed in relief. "Chose a good day to put my credit cards in my wallet." After all, for what reason would he need a credit card out here. It was loaded with money, and would be a hassle if it was stolen. Nothing in the country costed too much, so cash was sufficient. Callie's presence had made him feel like he might need the plastic rectangles though, and he made sure to stuff them in his wallet. "Sure thing then, shopping it is. I'm not so sure you'll want my opinion on clothes though." Another involuntary stare over Callie made a devious grin touch Michael's lips though. If it were up to him, she'd have less than she had on now. Ugh.... He did not need to be thinking these things.

Stuffing his wallet in his back pocket once again, he came around to Callies side of the car, opening the door for her to enter. After all, country men were gentlemen for the most part. He waited for her to enter before shutting it, attempting not to look at her to much for the moment. He swiftly strode around the expensive vehicle to the drivers side, popping in the door and starting it. He pulled reversed out quickly, the tires screeching in protest as he hit the gas with a little bit of force. It was more of a habit than anything else. Beat up old trucks took a bit more to get going, and driving the "stop-on-a-dime" sports car wasn't what he was used to. He didn't get under 30 mph until he was out of the airport, luckily there were no officers to stop him.

Once on the highways he allowed himself to go the proper speed limit, cruising at 35, just like every other car, heading towards the mall. "So how old are you now Callie? Fifteen?" He half smiled at his niece. Of course she was older, it was just how old that he needed to know. She was still in high school if he was remembering correctly. So, not old enough to have a glass of wine and share stories with her Uncle Mike, but they could find other things to do. "Or is it fourteen?"

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie didn't want him to remove his arm from around her shoulders but she knew he didn't really have a choice. She giggled softly when he told her he thought she was going to suggest that. "Oh, Uncle Mike. You don't have to pay for my clothes. I would feel really bad if you did that. It's so nice of you to let me come stay with you. I can't take your money too." She really hoped he would insist to pay for her clothing. She did feel bad about him spending money on her but she didn't have that much money. She did save some money she made from working at the strip club but if she used it on shopping it would probably be all gone by the time they got to the house. She wanted to save it just in case she needed it for something important.

"Why wouldn't I want your opinion? I think you're dressed pretty nicely today. I approve of your outfit.." She told him while smirking at him. She thought he looked pretty amazing in that tight shirt but she would never tell him that because that might be weird. He was her uncle so she wasn't supposed to be having these kinds of thoughts about him. She wasn't supposed to think that he was sexy. That was why she kept her thoughts to herself.

She smiled at him when he opened the door for her. He was such a gentleman, she loved that about him. She got in the car and watched as he pulled out of the parking lot and left the airport. She was shocked at how fast her uncle drove but he slowed down once they were out on the highway.

She was shocked when he asked her how old she was and then asked her if she was fifteen or fourteen. Did he really think she looked that young? That was insulting. She thought her slutty outfit and flawless makeup made her look older than that but maybe she was wrong. "Uncle Mike! Do you really think I'm that young?" She shook her head at him. "I'm seventeen, Uncle Mike! I can't believe you would think I'm that young. Do I really look that young?" She immediately opened the mirror on the passenger's side and looked at her reflection. It was pretty funny, she actually looked scared that she looked that young. She closed the mirror once she was satisfied with her reflection. She knew she didn't look that young, he was obviously just messing with her.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

Michael burst out in laughter at her reaction of shrieks and offense. In truth, she didn't look young at all, If Michael didn't know her he might have thought she was twenty-one. "Oh... You're seventeen. Ehh, I guess you might look that old." He smile, turning his head to give her a broad smile. "Just kidding. In truth you look a few years older than you are Callie." He changed into the far left lane, switching on his blinker as he pulled up to the red light. "Old enough to look twenty-one at least. You one of those kids that uses a fake ID to get in the bar?" He chuckled, checking his mirrors as he did so. Several people were gaping at his car from trashy pick up trucks, wondering who was on the inside of the tinted windows. It wouldn't be a shock if they knew it was Michael. Everybody knew he had money anyway.

Seeing her check in the mirror, he smiled. He had obviously worried her. "No need to check in the mirror, we both know you have a beautiful face," He said jokingly, turning as the light went green. He had pulled into the parking lot of the mall, which was generally empty except for a few cars. Only the younger people in town came to the mall for the most part, so Michael was able to pull up close to the entrance. "And let's make this clear. I pay, you say 'Thank you Uncle Mike.' If you have money then save it for yourself." He opened his door, and was out and around before you knew it, opening Callie's door. "And if you need money, all you need do is ask alright?"

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie glared at him when he started laughing at her. Of course she wasn't really mad at him, this was just how she reacted to him. She couldn't believe it when he said he 'guessed' she looked that old. Then thankfully he cleared things up by telling her she looked a few years older than she was. Young teenagers always wanted to hear that. She wondered if he was saying that because he really meant it or if he just wanted to make her feel better. "Well, that's good. I was hoping I didn't look fifteen. That would be pretty humiliating.." She was laughing now that she knew he was just joking around with her. It suddenly seemed funny. "I don't need fake ID's. None of the bartenders really cared how old I was. But maybe that was because I'm a girl.." She wouldn't be telling her uncle about how she used to sleep with the bartenders to get them to overlook the fact that she was underage.

She didn't notice that people were staring into the car but then again she was really only focused on her uncle right now. She actually blushed a little when he said she had a beautiful face. "Thanks, Uncle Mike. That's really sweet." She was glad that they were finally at the mall. She couldn't wait to go shopping with her uncle. Most girls probably wouldn't want to go shopping with their uncles but Callie wasn't like most girls. She got out of the car, smiling at him as he showed how much of a gentleman he was once again by opening her door. "Well, if you insist. You really are too good to me, Uncle Mike. I appreciate it a lot." She told him before walking into the mall with him. "I need some new lingerie. Could we go shopping for that first? I think it's important to never run out of lingerie."

 

[Dr Curiosity]

"Lingerie hm? Very well then." Michael said half laughing. It didn't surprise him much that lingerie was on Callie's list of items she wanted to purchase. Time changed, but women not so much. It wasn't so many years ago that Michael and his wife would go shopping for such things. Hell, it wasn't even a year if he really thought about it. Mr. and Mrs. Simpson still had a rather active sex life, though steadily decreasing. Running a hand through short brown hair, Michael led his niece to Victoria's Secret. As he thought of the name, it made him laugh aloud randomly. Not so much of a secret these days.

When they entered the store, it was apparent just how often Michael had been in the place. "Hey there Mr. Simpson!" The soft voice came from behind the counter to the left, where a small brunette was ringing up items for a customer.

"Hello, how are things Veronica?" Michael let a smile touch his lips as he adressed the cashier. Not for any particular reason, just as a friendly gesture.

"Things are great! I see you and Mrs. Simp--" The cashier cut off as she saw to the other side of Michael. It was clearly not his wife. The girl was much too young, and fairly more attractive. Veronica's mind was running with ideas. Michael Simpson was having an affair! Oh the drama! She immediately began to whisper something to the customer she was helping, and that hadn't escaped Michael's attention. It rather amused him though, how quickly a conclusion had been made. Then another thought occured to him. What if he did have an affair with Callie? She was attractive, more attractive then his wife anyway. She was youthful, and Michael could tell, lustful. Lustful for who was a more specific question. Callie hadn't seen a large number of men since she had left the airport.

Shaking his head in amusement, Michael turned to his niece. "Do you know what you're looking for exactly? Or are we sticking around for you to try things on and browse?" The thought of Callie trying things on was rather appealing, as odd as a though that might have been in Michael's mind. He needed to stay focused. As good looking as Callie was, that didn't change the fact that she was still his niece.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie was a little shocked that her uncle didn't oppose her going shopping for lingerie. She thought he would immediately tell her that it was a very bad idea but she was pleased to see that wasn't the case. She couldn't wait to go shopping with him. She really had brought a lot of lingerie with her so she probably didn't need any more but she was thinking it'd be a lot of fun to try it on for her uncle. And you could never have too much lingerie, right? That was what Callie thought.

She had a wide smile on her face as they walked into Victoria's Secret. She was shocked that the girl at the counter actually knew who he was. He must have come here a lot. She didn't know why but she got jealous at the thought of him coming here with his wife. She wanted to make him have even more fun with her than he had with his wife. If he wasn't her uncle she'd probably be thinking about them doing dirty things in the dressing room but she knew that couldn't happen. It would be very wrong.

She looked over at the girl at the counter who kept whispering. It wasn't hard to figure out that she thought Michael was having an affair. Obviously he came here with his wife a lot so she probably thought it was weird that he brought a girl who was a lot younger than his wife. She was a little shocked that he didn't immediately tell everyone she was his niece so they didn't jump to conclusions. Did he want everyone thinking he was having an affair with her? Maybe he liked the thought of him being with a younger, more attractive version of his wife. Callie certainly didn't mind pretending like she was his mistress. It would be fun and she had some experience with this since she had slept with married men in the past.

"I wan to try on things and browse if that's okay." She smiled sweetly at her uncle. She looked so innocent but really she wasn't. But then again her skin tight, short dress didn't exactly make her look all that innocent. Her face was really the only thing that looked some what innocent. "Help me find some things to try on? Maybe things you'd like to see on a girl?" She asked her uncle before heading towards the sexy lingerie. She liked the ones with lots of lace and that were see-through. Maybe she would get a few corsets, thos were hot too. Thank God she had on very hot heels to try everything on with.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

There was no need to explain things to the girls in the store. His wife would undoubtedly hear before they even returned home. Mrs. Simpson would know who her husband was with. It was just his niece. There was no affair going on in the Simpson household. Well, not yet, and none were intended. Michael would not just cheat on his wife, no matter how many times the opportunity presented itself, and in his experience it often did. He was somehow blissfully ignorant to how irritated this made his wife, but it was her own fault for marrying a man so attractive.

"That's no problem, take as much time as you need. Let's just be out before closing time yeah?" He smiled back to his niece, her smile reminding him of her years as a young innocent girl with not a care in the world. This was how he wanted to see his niece. A young innocent girl, whose biggest worry might have been her wardrobe. Somehow, he didn't believe that was Callie. Mike had a feeling his brother's daughter had been around the block more than once. Thinking that made him rather uncomfortable, almost jealous. The thought of men taking advantage of his niece. Or worse, his niece taking advantage of other men. He hoped with all his heart she did nothing of the sort, but hope would get him nowhere.

"Help you find something?" He rubbed his face, kind of embarrassed. Helping his niece find something he might find sexy. It was worse because he knew exactly what he would look for as well, and maybe even where to find it. "Are you sure you want your uncle helping you with this?" He rested his arm on a rack of bras, half looking around the items nearby. "Your aunt could probably help you alot better than I could. I mean, I don't even know your sizes." The whole time he was speaking, he was making mental notes of what in the store he liked in the selections. Little did he know, he and Callie's prefferences were similar. He loved lace lingerie, and a little see-through was always a turn-on tease to him.

As Michael looked, he saw a few things he liked. A purple bra with a very lacy trim, the nipples wouldn't be visible, but there many other areas on it were. The bottom to it though wasn't too appealing, and he found a purple one somewhere else in the store. It was equally as lace covered, and see-through at just the right spot. The bra to that was not a turn-on however. Then he saw a robe, or what might have been a robe. A thin soft material, fully see through. Mike didn't touch any of them though. In fact, he hadn't moved from his stopping point. He had seen the items while looking across the room. There was still a bit of akwardness in helping his niece find lingerie. Especially if it was something that he would find sexy on a woman.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

"Of course. It doesn't take me that long to shop. Plus we need to shop for things other than lingerie. I was hoping to get some cute pink cowboy boots and some short Daisey dukes. People wear those a lot around here, right? I've always seen them in movies with country like people. I just figured they really wear them but I have no idea. That's why I need your help, Uncle Mike!" She knew it wasn't normal for an uncle to help his niece go shopping but she really didn't care if this was normal or not. She wanted her uncle here with her and no one was going to stop her from getting what she wanted. She didn't care if the salesgirl thought they were having an affair. She quite liked that thought. It would be fun to go shopping with her married uncle as his mistress. She always loved it when men bought her clothing.

She could tell he was a little embarrassed when she asked him to find her some lingerie to try on. She thought before he might be a little bit attracted to her but now she was sure he wasn't. If he thought she was hot he'd be going around the store finding her clothes. Maybe she didn't realize that her uncle wasn't like her father and he was actually trying to do the right thing. Of course Callie wasn't making it easy for him. Her father had shown her that she could sleep with anyone she wanted. Not even your own family was off limits. It wasn't that shocking that she had some lust for her Uncle Mike. She just had to make sure she didn't act on these feelings of lust.

"No, I want you helping me! It doesn't matter what size you pick. Just think about what you think I'd be and buy it. Probably the extra small in the panties. My butt isn't very big.." Her ass was small but at least it was toned. She wasn't a fan of big butts anyways. She thought only fat people had them. "And I don't want my aunt helping me. No offense but I've never been that close with her. I wouldn't feel comfortable going lingerie shopping with her. I'd much rather have you help me out. Please, Uncle Mike! I need you to do this for me." She began pouting at him because she knew that had to work and make him give into her. He couldn't say no to this face.

She saw him looking around the room and wondered if he was thinking about what he would like to see her in. "Just imagine that you're a guy my age. What would you like to see me in? Please, I need your help. I have no one else here to help me. I'm going to go off and find some things. Start looking. I'll meet you in the dressing room." Oh yes, she wanted her uncle in the dressing room when she changed. After all she didn't want all these people seeing her half-naked body. That would be wrong. Only her uncle could see.

She walked through the store and found some lingerie quickly. She picked out things that her uncle would like but she had no idea they had such similar tastes. Her lingerie had many different colors. There were black ones, red ones and pink ones. She had a feeling they would all look very good. She carried her stuff into the dressing room and waited for her uncle to come in soon with his choices of lingerie for her to try on.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

"Daisy Dukes? I suppose some people do. The teenagers do for sure." Thinking about it, it was relatively true. Even his wife owned several pair to wear around on a hot day. Michael didn't know much about younger peoples fashion though. He wore what Mrs. Simpson bought him, which usually consisted of very tight shirts and a multitude of jeans.

The rest of Callie's pleas for help became rather amusing, and Mike couldn't help but chuckle a little as she went on about it. "Okay I'll give you that one. You and her never were very close." He still never said he would help her, and was enjoying seeing her become more desperate. The pout face was cute, but not necessarily cute enough to make him cave. Mr. Simpson had long outgrown the effect of pout faces. What made him cave was just how adorable Callie's attempts were to get his help. "Alright then kiddo, I'll help you out." He moved from his spot against the rack, and pretended to wander aimlessly through the store, though he knew exactly what he was looking for. "Pretend I'm your age?" He laughed at the idea. "Callie, I haven't been a teenager in more than ten years. You're asking a whole lot of me." Already pulling things off the racks, he attempted to make it seem as though he were only examining, and hadn't already chosen. "I'll see what I can find."

Meet her in the dressing room? That was definitely what Callie had said. Did she really expect her Uncle to stand in the room while she stripped down and tried on lingerie? Evidently she did. There was still a line Michael was trying to draw. Callie was his niece. His flesh and blood and nothing less. A sexual affair with her is as bad as it gets. Mike had a feeling he might have to point out this difference to his niece, which didn't surprise him too much. After everything her father had done to her, there was no wonder that she might have things a little twisted. She might have thought that it was okay to be with family sexually, and as attractive as she was, the young lady needed to learn that wasn't okay. But how the hell do you tell that to your niece? "No Callie. No matter how sexy you are, we are definitely not fucking, I'm your uncle." What kind of shit would that be? Could he even live with her if that was how she felt towards him?

After several minutes, Michael walked towards the dressing room which he already knew there was no way in hell he was allowed to just enter. He had found a few things that he liked... Actually he found a lot, but he didn't want to see his niece dressing up in a few of them, it would have been too much. He had the purple one he had taken from multiple pleaces. A pink outfit, and a deep red one. With a heavy sigh he knocked on the dressing room door, out of fear Callie might not be "decent."

"Callie, I have your stuff for you, open the door so I can hand it to you." It was obvious by his word choice that Michael didn't intend on entering. As it was, he half choked on the sentence, because he rather did want to see his niece in the outfits he had chosen, maybe in less than that. Of course he would never admit such thoughts.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie smiled when she heard that she was right about what the teenagers wore. "Well in case you forgot I am a teenager Uncle Mike so I would be wearing what the teenagers wear. But then again I like to think I'm more sophisticated than your average teenager so maybe we wouldn't wear the same kind of clothing. But I still want some Daisey Dukes. Some really short ones. The shorter the better." She was basically telling her uncle that she wanted to dress like a slut. She knew it was wrong but she didn't care. This was just who Callie was. She spoke her mind and didn't really censor anything she said. It didn't matter who she was talking to, she would tell them how she felt about them. She really didn't think before she spoke. That was one of her many flaws but in a way it was endearing. A lot of her flaws could be seen in that way.

She nodded when he agreed with her that she and her aunt were never very close. Hopefully he didn't think that was Callie's fault. After all the last time she visited she was like twelve or something. That was way too young for her to already be disliking her aunt. Her aunt was just never warm towards her. Maybe she sensed that Callie was going to turn into a beautiful young woman one day while she was getting older and older. Maybe that made her dislike her. Callie didn't know why her aunt seemed to hate her but she was never very nice to her so she was pretty relieved it was just her and her uncle on this shopping trip. Hopefully they would be doing most things alone.

Her whole face lit up when he said he would help her out. She didn't really like that he called her 'kiddo' because it made her feel much younger than seventeen but in a way it was also cute. She liked nicknames. It would have been better if he called her baby or something like that but of course that wasn't going to happen. He was her uncle, not her boyfriend. That wouldn't be appropriate at all. Of course just because it would be inappropriate didn't stop her from wanting it so badly.

Callie was already in the dressing room getting changed when her uncle came up and told her that he had some stuff for her so she should open the door so he could hand them to her. It sounded like he wasn't planning on coming into the dressing room with her. She could see why he would be against doing something like that but she didn't see what was so wrong about it. It wasn't like anyone was really looking at them. They would have no idea he was her uncle. He would be the only person thinking this was wrong.

Luckily Callie just happened to be half-way naked when she opened the door to take the clothes from her uncle. All she had on was her black laced push-up bra and no panties since she never wore panties. She really didn't think anything about opening the door while she was still naked. This was her uncle so she knew he wouldn't be having dirty thoughts about her. This was perfectly innocent.

"Please, Uncle Mike. I want you to come inside with me. I don't want all these people seeing me in my lingerie." She grabbed his arm and began to tug on it, trying to pull him into the dressing room with her. Of course her uncle was a lot bigger and stronger than her so she wasn't able to make him move an inch. If he was going to go into the dressing room with her it would have to be because he wanted to. She couldn't make him move. "It'll only be a few minutes. I'll be fast, I swear.."

 

[Dr Curiosity]

What seventeen year old opened a dressing room door with her pussy basically exposed to the world? No, what girl of any age did that? And to add, what girl did that to her uncle? A girl that had not been shown sexual boundaries. Callie had been put at the point where there were no off limit areas. Every man was fair game to her. It seemed like a talk with his niece might be inevitable. Despite how Michael felt towards it, he couldn't stop himself from looking. It took even more for him not to lick his lips. The idea of walking in and having sex with his niece in the dressing room wasn't such a bad idea if he didn't think about it. She had a beautiful body, and he could almost taste the pheremones, no matter how innocent she looked.


"Callie what are you--" He looked around as she tugged at his arm? He could easily refuse her and tug his arm back, but he had a feeling that Callie wouldn't take no for an answer too easily. Just as easily as she opened the door half naked, she might walk out the dressing room, exposing herself to whoever was in the store. Not such a good idea. "Fine, but be quick. I'm not supposed to be in here." Stepping into the dressing room, he shut the door quickly behind him. Once in, Michael put the lingerie he brought on a wall hanger, before standing against the door with hands stuffed in his pockets. Refusing to look at his own niece get dressed and undressed, he looked up and away from her. That didn't stop him from thinking the thoughts however.

How easy would it be to lift Callie against the wall and have his way with her? Kissing her passionately to muffle moans of pain and pleasure while using firm rough hands to feel her luscious body. Too easy. Hell Michael didn't think she would even object to it. In fact she would probably love it. But he couldn't do that could he? What kind of sick person thought about his niece like that? The brother of a person who actually does the stuff with his daughter Michael supposed.

"So you planning on using your new lingerie to show off your cleavage to the boys at school or something?" Michael was trying to lighten the mood. Or at least convince himself he was in no way the reason for the skimpy clothing. "I'm sure your pretty face alone will do Callie."

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie knew her uncle would be very shocked by her behavior but she didn't mind shocking people. It was fun to surprise people and do things they never thought she would do. She was pretty sure her uncle liked what he saw but then again she could just be making that up. She wanted him to like seeing her naked so maybe she was just seeing what she wanted to see. She smirked as he started to ask her what she was doing and then she pulled him into the dressing room. She couldn't believe but he actually came in without putting up a fight at all. Maybe he did want to see her change and wear all of her new lingerie. If he didn't want to see it he wouldn't have come in, right? She was so excited about the way things were going for her and her uncle.

"I know, I know. No one will care. I doubt anyone is even looking at us." She knew the girls who were whispering earlier might be looking at them and noticing that they were in the dressing room together but she really didn't care what they thought. She wanted her uncle in here with her and she wasn't going to let anyone tell her it was wrong. It felt right and that was really all that mattered. "I'll be quick, don't worry." Really she was planning on taking her time because she wanted him in here as long as possible but of course she wasn't going to share that information with him.

She looked at his choices and put the first piece of lingerie on, the purple one. She thought it looked pretty amazing to her. "What do you think, Uncle Mike? If you were my age and not my uncle would you like me in this?" She knew she was entering dangerous territory but she really didn't care. She also knew it was wrong to feel this way about her uncle but she just couldn't help herself. He was so good looking and he'd always been so sweet to her. The combination of those things were making her want him so badly.

"Maybe. I don't really know what I'm going to use it for just yet. I might wear it around the house. I like to sleep in lingerie like this. That wouldn't be a problem, right? I just feel so comfortable in lingerie." She really did love wearing lingerie. It was so sexy on her. It would be fun to torture her uncle all the time with her body in this lingerie. "So how do you like this one?" She asked him, twirling around so he could see her ass in this one as well as her front.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

"Sure, No one except everybody who saw us walk in." Michael mummbled. It was fact that the cashier, and several of the customers had been watching him and Callie since they had entered. He could have sworn he had even her a gasp or two when he entered the room. What kind of thoughts were going through all of their minds? Probably the exact same ones that had just been going through his. If they saw too much movement, or the walls started shaking, their suspicion would be confirmed. Undoubtedly, some nosy broad was calling Mrs. Simpson right now, telling her that her husband was currently in Victoria's Secret with a small sexy blond, preparing to fuck her in the dressing room.


Michael was going to get an earful when he got home, no matter what the situation was. There was no question about it, the man could practically feel it in his bones. Callie would't do much to help it either. Mrs. Simpson hadn't liked her since she was young. She had practically called out that the girl would be a slut later in life, and she had no reason now to change her mind. If anything, she might have more reason to think that. Callie and Michael were going to go home, Michael was going to be pulled aside, and would be accused of fucking his own niece in a mall store dressing room. Of course there would be "witnesses" as well, who somehow saw the whole thing. Most of them claiming to have seen a grown man pounding away at his niece through non-existant holes in a door. What a mess this would become.

When Callie asked what he thought of the lingerie, he was forced to look down at her. Naturally, it looked amazing on her. The only thing sexier might have been her with nothing on at all. Hell, if he were her age, she'd be screaming his name right now. "Yes of course babygirl. You look great in anything you wear." Michael was forcing himself to look the young lady in the eyes, to avoid looking too much at her body.

"No of course that wouldn't be a problem. Well... It won't be a problem with me. I'm not sure about anybody else." Of course he was speaking about his wife. Michael would love to see her walk around with minimal clothes on, though it would be torture. "You can wear it anywhere thats not public as far as I'm concerned." He tried not to sound to concerned about the lingerie, or Callie might get the wrong idea again. When she turned around, he felt his resolve wrench again, and he almost lost himself. In that time that she couldn't see his face he let his eyes wander freely. All of Callie's body was beautiful, and it was will power that stopped him from bending her over right then.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie giggled softly and rolled her eyes at him. "Please calm down, Uncle Mike. There is nothing wrong with this. You're my uncle who is coming into the dressing room to help me. I don't want to be in here alone and I just happen to need your opinion on some things. There is really nothing wrong with this. They can think what they want to think. We know the truth." She said, smiling at him. She knew her reasoning probably didn't make much sense but she really didn't care about that right now. She was just so happy that her uncle decided to come in with her. He could have protested and insisted that he stay outside but he was in here with her now. That meant a lot to her. She also hoped it meant that he actually wanted to see her in all this lingerie. Of course he would never admit to anything like that but she would be able to tell if he liked it soon. She was pretty good at reading people.

She was disappointed that he really only looked at her eyes when he looked at her showing off the lingerie he picked out. She thought he would be looking her from head to toe so this was very sad. Maybe she was wrong about him. Maybe he really just wanted to help her out. He probably knew she had a crush on him since she was a little girl and now she was practically throwing herself at him. This was so embarrassing but that wasn't going to stop her from continuing to try to seduce him. This place was probably going to be so boring so she needed someone to entertain her. Her uncle would be that someone.

"Thanks, Uncle Mike." She smiled widely at him when he called her baby doll again. She loved that nickname he had for her. It was so cute. She turned around to find another one of the pieces of lingerie to slip into, not realizing that Mike was staring at her whole body because her eyes were not on him right now so she didn't know he was doing this. She turned back around and this time she was completely naked from head to toe because she was about to put the other lingerie on. It was the deep red one that Michael picked out for her. She had a feeling it would be very sexy on her. She slipped it on but had trouble getting the clasp in the back. "Think you could help, Uncle Mike?" She asked him, turning around so he could help her with the clasp. She couldn't wait to feel him touch her, even if she knew he was just doing it to help her out.

"Good. I love wearing lingerie and I want to wear it everywhere..well around the house of course. People probably wouldn't like it if I wore this stuff out in public.." Actually she had a feeling that a lot of guys would like that but she wasn't going to admit to her uncle that she knew she was hot. She really didn't care about wearing it in public because the guy she had her sights on lived in her house so there was really no need to wear it out in public. He'd see it at home.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

Callie really was a straight forward person. She saw absolutely no problem in her uncle being in the dressing room with her while she stripped down and put on lingerie. Michael guessed it though. The boundaries of normal people didn't seem to apply to her, and he would have to make sure they continued to apply to himself. Maybe some time with his wife that night would take his mind off how sexually attracted he was to his niece. It had been a few weeks by now, what with Mrs. Simpson preparing the house for Callie's arrival.

Michael should have stayed outside, and forced Callie to change by herself. Turning around fully naked was more than pushing it, but the elder man managed to avert his eyes before he actually saw anything. He looked right over her head, not a physically hard task, but mentally very much so. Michael wanted to look. Wanted to see this young woman before him fully naked. He wouldn't allow that though, there were still boundaries for him even if she had none. Once she had on most of the new outfit on, he looked back down. Once again, she looked gorgeous in it. Her asking for help wasn't bad. If it was hard to put on that's okay. It wasn't as though Callie was asking him to put it on her. "Sure thing." He took a half step forward, and it really occured to him how small the room was. From anypoint he could reach out and touch Callie. A tight space indeed, and it helped the situation no more.

Experienced hands came up to Callie's back, easily clasping the bra. It was kind of funny. Michael could remember a time when it would take him minutes to figure this process out. That was years ago though, when he was younger than his niece was now. He was now so accustomed to it though he could do it with one hand he wanted to show off. Of course Michael wouldn't do that with his niece. He simply connected it. While dropping his hands to his sides, he fingertips ever so delicately brushed Callie's back. It wasn't intentional at all, just something that happened in the small space.

Stepping back against the door, Michael looked Callie up and down while she wasn't looking still. Her comment made him laugh aloud, and run a hand through his short hair. "Honest Callie, I'm sure not one guy would care if you went out like that. The woman perhaps," He paused and thought. "And myself. I would never want to see you going out in public in such a manner." He smiled, trying to keep the mood light, and in no way sexual.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie was so glad she asked her uncle to come with her into the dressing room and help her out. Maybe most people would think this was wrong but Callie didn't really care. She liked her uncle and she wanted them to spend lots of time together. So what if her idea of them spending time together was him coming into a dressing room with her while she tried on lingerie? They were just having uncle, niece bonding time. And it wasn't like anything was going to happen between them. Callie kept hoping it would but she knew she shouldn't get her hopes up. Michael was married and most importantly her uncle. Maybe she was having these sick thoughts about him but she was sure he didn't feel the same way about her. There was no way that could be possible.

She was so glad that he said he would help her out. She honestly did need help with the bra but she also couldn't wait to feel Michael's hands on her as he helped her clasp the bra. It went by so quickly though. She thought he would have to touch her a lot longer than that. His hands barely brushed her back and it made her want him even more. She was doing everything she could to keep herself from suddenly jumping him and kissing him passionately. She would definitely do it if she was sure he would respond back in a positive way but sadly she wasn't so sure about that. She still couldn't tell if her uncle felt the same way about her or not.

She was disappointed when he stepped back against the door so quickly. He was really close to her earlier and now he was far away again. It was so wrong. She had to find a way to keep him close to her for a long time. Sadly right now she couldn't think of anything. Maybe it would come to her eventually. She had no idea that he looked her over while she wasn't looking at him. She was feeling so crushed because she didn't think he was attracted to her at all. She was trying so hard to get his attention and nothing was working. She just had to face the facts. If he didn't want to kiss her when she was standing in front of him completely naked it was never going to happen. She just had to forget about him and find someone else. She didn't want to but she didn't have a choice.

She smiled widely as she stared into his eyes. She found it sweet that he thought no man would mind her walking around like this. Did that mean he enjoyed looking at her? Then he had to make that comment about how he'd never like to see her going out like this in public. "Oh, why? Is it because you don't want anyone but you seeing me like this?" She asked the question before she really had a chance to think about it. Right after she asked it she knew she probably made a mistake but it was too late to do anything about it now. She just hoped her uncle wouldn't get completely freaked out.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

Michael would almost literally see the disappointment wash over his niece. Had this been her final attempt to seduce her uncle? She most likely figure the close space along with the act he was doing would win him over. It wasn't such a bad try though, because it nearly had. Michael waas holding his resolve now though, for the most part. He tried to keep the image of the twelve year old Callie in his head, but could only think of what she looked like presently. It was going to drive him insane. A self conflict of interests, one wanting to have Callie as a loving niece, to protect her and let her finish growing up in a normal fashion. The other side wanted to have Callie all for himself. To have endless sexual relations with her, and so much more.

Her comment caught Michael off guard, but the more he thought about it, the more he smiled. He was thinking very deviously. Sure, it was wrong to lust after your niece, but teasing her into lusting after you wasn't so bad right? There was no logic behind what whatsoever, but Michael took it as a yes. "You'd like that to be the reason wouldn't you?" His grin was now baring teeth, as he led his niece on with words. "Maybe so, do you object to my reasons?" What a horrible man. It was completely wrong to do something like this. Michael should be locked up in the same cell as his elder brother. Poor sick bastard. He didn't see it as wrong though, through false logic. He didn't intend to sleep with Callie. It might happen, but he made it very mentally clear that it was not his intentions.

Michael leaned against the door more, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Very sly-like, he winked at Callie, before looking away as if he hadn't done anything at all. "I guess if that were the case, this lingerie is exclusively for me?" His head turned back to Callie, his dark green eyes filled with lust, as a half smile touched his lips. "Sexy." His voice was deep and slow, making it all around alluring. Callie did not know what she was getting into. Mr. Simpson was a whole lot of man for such a small girl, but hell that might make it all the more fun.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie was completely crushed because she thought her uncle would never be interested in her. For some reason she got it in her head that she really wanted her uncle and had to have him. It was disappointing to think she might never know if her uncle was a good kisser but there was nothing she could do about it. It wasn't like she was going to force him to hook up with her. She just wasn't that kind of person. She would never want to sleep with a man who didn't want her. That would be weird.

She was shocked when she heard what her uncle said. Was he trying to tell her that was the reason he didn't want her wearing lingerie in public? A few minutes ago she thought her uncle wasn't interested in her at all but now she wasn't so sure about that. He wasn't coming out and saying it was true but she was pretty sure by his tone of voice that he was trying to imply that he wanted to be the only one to see her in her lingerie. This definitely gave her some hope that maybe she was wrong about her uncle. Maybe he really did want her just as badly as she wanted him. He was probably just doing a better job at hiding his lust from her since he was her uncle and knew it was wrong. She knew it was wrong too but obviously her uncle was the more responsible one.

She watched him lean against the door and wink at her. Things were changing so quickly. She didn't know what to think about what was happening. This was so crazy. She didn't want to get her hopes up but it was really hard for her not to. "Yes, if you wanted to be the only one to see me in it I guess it could just be for you but you'd have to admit that's the reason you don't want me wearing this in public." She thought that was very clever of her. She wondered how he would respond to that.

"Oh, really? You think I'm sexy?" She asked him with a smirk on her face as she took a step closer to him. His low, deep voice was really turning her on. She thought she was wet before but she wanted him even more now. "What about if I wasn't wearing the lingerie? Would you think I was sexy then?" She asked him as she slowly used her hand to remove one strap of the lingerie. She kept her eyes locked on his the whole time because eye contact was very sexy.

 

[Dr Curiosity]

That was much easier than Michael could have ever expected. He said a total of three short sentences and already Callie was melting on him. Not that it wasn't expected, she had after all been throwing herself at him so easily. It was just slightly surprising at just how little he had to try to make her fall for him. He felt he wasn't pushing any boundaries yet though. Not once had he actually said that he only wanted his niece to wear the lingerie solely for him. The implications were left undoubtedly, but as far as Mr. Simpson was concerned, he had said nothing technically wrong to his niece. He never specified what was sexy, he had merely said the word. Whatever meaning Callie pulled out was her own thoughts. Of course, these were all in technical matters.

Callie was a daring one. She wanted to hear her uncle say such a thing. Maybe if it hadn't been her, and Michael didn't want to stay in control, he would have said it. Now however, the man was in full control, and wasn't going to submit to her will. "So what if I didn't admit it? Would you be so quick to go against what your uncle's desires?" He was going to play Callie's emotions. See how she worked into her lusts for him. What she'd be willing to say or do to be with him sexually.

Instead of answering her directly, he merely looked her slowly up and down, before looking her in the eyes again, a small smile forming on the corners of his lips, eyes dark with lust. This was no hard lure, whether that be because of Michael's experience, or Callie's desire he didn't know. He didn't even react when she moved closer, acting as though he hadn't even noticed the movement. "If you weren't wearing the lingerie?" He pretended to think about it was he looked her over again, before focusing in on her eyes once again. "I suppose we'd have to test that ourselves to know for sure, wouldn't you say?" The whole while, Michael maintained a cool composure, staying in control. On the inside he wanted Callie just as bad if not more, but he would not let his niece think he was at all desperate for her. In fact, if his voice hadn't been the way it was, the words might have sounded indifferent.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie was trying to control herself but it really wasn't easy. She wanted her uncle so badly and she was making that obvious. He probably knew that she wanted him the second she told him to come into the dressing room with her. It wasn't like a normal niece would ask her uncle to do this. It was obvious that she had motives for her uncle. She wanted him so badly but she couldn't let him know just how badly she wanted him. He knew she wanted him a little but she was going to work hard at making sure he didn't think she wanted him any more than that.

"Of course I wouldn't go against what you desire. If you don't want me to wear this in public I won't. I just wish you would tell me why.." She asked him as she stared up into his eyes. Her eyes looked so wide and innocent right now. Maybe her uncle was good at this game but so was Callie. She definitely knew what she was doing right now. She was having fun messing with her uncle. He was making her want him so badly but thankfully Callie had a lot of experience with seducing men so she knew exactly how to keep herself from jumping her uncle right now.

She couldn't believe that he didn't react at all when she took a step closer to him. She thought he would at least do something to show her how much he liked that she did this but apparently that wasn't the case at all. This was so frustrating. She knew her uncle had to want her back. He was teasing her so much right now. He just wouldn't admit to actually wanting her. That was driving her crazy. It was taking everything she had to not press her lips against his right away.

"I guess you're right, Uncle Mike. I think we should test it out right now. Don't you think?" She asked him, that mysterious look still in her eyes. She wanted her uncle so badly. Her hands were practically shaking as she lowered the other strap to her lingerie. She quickly took it off, keeping her eyes locked on his as it dropped to the ground and she stood in front of him completely naked. She knew she looked so hot right now. Hopefully he would look her over now. He did that earlier but now that she was naked she wasn't sure if he would do it. "What do you think about me now, Uncle Mike? Do you prefer me with the lingerie or do you like me naked like I am right now?"