Dr Curiosity
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 6, 2010
Michael was actually having fun playing this game, even though it was his niece he was playing the game with. That only made it slightly more interesting. Knowing that the person he was doing such things with should have been completely off limits. This kind of relationship should no exist between family, but Michael was finding Callie almost irresistible, not that he was going to show it. He remained considerably calm, making each reaction to Callie's provocation subtle, almost non-existent. Every second it seemed like Callie was about to throw herself at him, which was a rather amusing look, watching her get very close.
"Let's just say that it wouldn't make your Uncle Mike happy to you dressed like that for anybody but him." He winked with his left eye, smirking slightly to draw Callie in some more. That was finally the first straightforward answer he had given her about his attraction. Now there was no going back, and if there was he didn't want to know it. After all this, Michael's mind was becoming set on having his niece, no matter the consequences, or just how plain wrong it was. "Like that answer?"
Callie's eyes were constantly betraying her bluff of calmness. It hadn't escaped Michael's notice when her eyes lit up in shock when she stepped forward and Michael didn't react. It seemed to be driving her over the edge. If he wanted, he could keep at it until she snapped, and pounced on her uncle regardless of the situation. That would be a sight to see, something that Michael was willing to wait for, if he didn't want her equally as bad now.
Michael didn't say anything at first, instead he watched her slowly remove the second strap and remove it. Callie was now completely naked in front of the uncle she so lusted after. Her question made him smile impishly. She was so keen to know how her uncle felt about her, as though his teasing alone hadn't already given her the answers she wanted. Looking her up and down, he loved what he saw. Her body was perfect, and now that he could see her fully without secrecy, he could really take it in. It took a long moment before Michael's eyes met Callie's again. "I love them both I must say." He started, coming off the door, and taking what was barely a step forward to close the distance between them. There was barely an inch between them now. "But," Michael's low voice became almost a whisper as he leaned his head down towards his niece. "How would you rather I see you?"
"Let's just say that it wouldn't make your Uncle Mike happy to you dressed like that for anybody but him." He winked with his left eye, smirking slightly to draw Callie in some more. That was finally the first straightforward answer he had given her about his attraction. Now there was no going back, and if there was he didn't want to know it. After all this, Michael's mind was becoming set on having his niece, no matter the consequences, or just how plain wrong it was. "Like that answer?"
Callie's eyes were constantly betraying her bluff of calmness. It hadn't escaped Michael's notice when her eyes lit up in shock when she stepped forward and Michael didn't react. It seemed to be driving her over the edge. If he wanted, he could keep at it until she snapped, and pounced on her uncle regardless of the situation. That would be a sight to see, something that Michael was willing to wait for, if he didn't want her equally as bad now.
Michael didn't say anything at first, instead he watched her slowly remove the second strap and remove it. Callie was now completely naked in front of the uncle she so lusted after. Her question made him smile impishly. She was so keen to know how her uncle felt about her, as though his teasing alone hadn't already given her the answers she wanted. Looking her up and down, he loved what he saw. Her body was perfect, and now that he could see her fully without secrecy, he could really take it in. It took a long moment before Michael's eyes met Callie's again. "I love them both I must say." He started, coming off the door, and taking what was barely a step forward to close the distance between them. There was barely an inch between them now. "But," Michael's low voice became almost a whisper as he leaned his head down towards his niece. "How would you rather I see you?"