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Moving to the Country (nothingbutporcelain and Dr Curiosity)

Michael stretched out, popping his back as he did so, and let out a huge yawn. That showed just how much he cared about Callie's need to come. He laughed in fact that she had screamed it at him, and moved to forcing his still hard endowment back into his clothes. It obviously had different ideas for how they should finish the day. "Need to cum, hm?" He smirked confidently as his niece, and picked his shirt up off the floor. "I guess we might be able to relieve that if all goes well, yeah?" He put it on, and adjusted it to his largely built frame. "After all, we have social standards to upkeep. That wouldn't work too well if you were weak in the knees from cumming so much. Or even worse, if I seemed to tired after just picking my niece from the airport"

Chuckling, Michael sat on the bed, turning to face Callie. He motioned his finger for her to lean in for a kiss. Just because he wouldn't fuck her didn't mean he wouldn't touch her, or that he didn't want to fuck her. He simply wasn't going to right now. They had places to be at the moment.
 
Callie glared at him as he popped his back and began to yawn. She couldn't believe he was yawning right now. But then again maybe he was feeling too tired to fuck her. She knew he wasn't as young as some of the guys who fucked her were. But just because he was a lot older than those guys didn't mean she thought he was any worse in bed than they were. In fact she knew he was even better at sex than any of them were. Her uncle was the best. That was why it killed her that he wouldn't give her what she wanted. He was driving her crazy.

"Yeah, I need to cum." She told him while pouting. She hoped if she looked really sad and pathetic maybe he would give into her and give her what she wanted. But he was already getting dressed so she knew that wasn't going to happen. "No one would notice. I doubt you'll be tired after coming once more. I know I won't be weak in the knees, I'll be fine." She sighed heavily and began to get dressed once she realized she wasn't going to get her way. She smiled a little when he motioned for her to come closer so they could kiss. At least he wasn't completely ignoring her. She kissed him softly on the lips, trying her best to keep her hands to herself.
 
Michael could only smile at Callie's attempts to have him fucking her again. Futile as it may have been, it was cute to see her try. The small faces she made, and the sighs passing through her lips to try and convince him to do it again. Mr. Simpson was doing no such thing, as much as he might have wanted to. Having Callie wanting him so badly would turn out well in his favor when he wanted the sex just as badly. His niece wanted, no, needed to cum, and she'd be willing to beg for that if he teased her about it later. "I'm sure you will be," He said, kissing her with a bit more vigor than she used, his fingers trailing her still wet, hot sex. It would be a major tease, considering she would not get a relief for some time. "But just to be on the safe side."

When Mr. Simpson stood back up, his once straining jeans were normal, signifying he was no longer hard as he was minutes ago. Cracking his neck, he leaned against the wall, waiting for his unbelievably sexy niece to be ready.
 
Callie should have known that her attempts to get Michael to fuck her again so she could cum wouldn't work. By now she knew he was very good at controlling himself. Of course he wasn't going to give her what she wanted right away. At least she was getting one amazing kiss from him. She was sure that once they were at the house with his wife they wouldn't be able to do this all the time. It would be harder to fuck with his wife around. Maybe he could find a way to make her go away a lot. It would be perfect if she was going out of town all the time.

She was a little sad when he pulled away from the kiss. It felt so good, she wished it could last forever. "Okay, okay.." She said, sighing heavily as she stood up and grabbed her dress, slipping it on. She knew she smelled like cum right now. It had to be obvious that they just finished having sex. Would his wife notice? Callie secretly hoped she would get a little suspicious. Things would be more fun that way. "I'm ready." She said, sighing heavily because she was still disappointed that her uncle wasn't going to let her cum just yet.
 
What Callie was thinking was right. The whole room smelled like sex. If they were lucky, Mrs. Simpson will be out when the get home so they can shower, and maybe have a little fun as well. Michael opened the door and led the way out. Nobody was around, but regardless he looked around, his facade of casualty forming once again.

It wasn't a long walk back to the car, and once they were in, Michael was speeding out the parking lot with his niece. The Audi really was a good getaway car. If he needed to get somewhere fast, this was the car he used. His giant pick up truck was reliable, just not quick enough to get you from A to B unless you had some free time. This car however got them to the interstate in only a few minutes. Once they had, Michael seemed to relax a little more. People liked to look and see who was in the car whenever he was in town, and it made him happy that he lived a good hour from town. Turning to Callie, he smiled as though nothing had happened at the mall.

"So, what are your plans for finishing high school, baby girl?" He chuckled at the idea of his next question. "Have any extra curricular activities you plan on getting in on?" Didn't seem likely. Callie definitely had her shapely thin body from having a lot of rough tiring sex. Sports and clubs didn't seem like they'd be her style. Of course unless fucking behind the bleachers counted. If so, Michael was big on that in high school.
 
Callie followed Michael out to the parking lot and got in his car once they got there. She wasn't really looking forward to going to his house and having to see his wife but she would just have to get over it. At least she knew that Michael was fucking her and if he was fucking his wife the sex definitely couldn't be as good as it was with the two of them. She was always impressed with this car and how fast it went. Her uncle looked so sexy and powerful when he drove the car like this. She wished she could give him head right now but she knew she couldn't. She was supposed to be good right now. Plus she wanted to make him suffer since he was making her wait so long to cum. She wasn't going to reward him for his naughty behavior.

She was definitely a little shocked when she heard her uncle's question. It was weird how he could go from being the guy who fucked her to her uncle but she actually liked it. It meant he cared about her. She was used to guys leaving her and forgetting about her once they were done fucking her so it was really nice that for once a guy was sticking around. "I don't know. I guess I'll have to find a local high school here. I'm not really worried about it, I never liked high school." It was fun going to class and wearing a slutty uniform so she could tease all the male teachers but other than that it was really boring. "Maybe I should join the cheer leading squad. I'd make a pretty sexy cheerleader, wouldn't I?" She asked him, giggling softly.
 
"Its okay," He said towards her comment of finding a high school. "We've already registered you. You start on Wednesday. I'm going to give you Monday and Tuesday to continue to adjust to being out here in the country." Michael looked at Callie out the corner of his eyes. "And maybe, spend some time with your dear old Uncle Mike." He hit the gas even harder, weaving around a few cars that decided they would go slower than ever needed.

The thought of Callie in a sexy cheerleader outfit was appealing. It might be fun to fuck her after a game while she's still wearing one. "Callie, I'm sure you'd look great in anything you wear, or do." Michael refrained from using the word she had. Sexy. He knew if he did he might get too into the mood. Hell he might have had Callie give him head on the way home if he hadn't been trying to form a resolve.
 
Callie wasn't looking forward to attending high school here in the country but at least her uncle already got her registered so she wouldn't have to do it herself. And she still had two days of freedom left, then she would have to go back to school. Hopefully she and her uncle would do lots of fucking during those two days. "Thanks, I appreciate it." She giggled softly, knowing what he meant when he said so they could spend time together. She knew he was planning on fucking her. It was obvious.

"Thanks." She said in response to his compliment. "Maybe I will join the cheerleading squad. I'm sure all the girls will hate me but they can get over themselves. I like dancing and wearing uniforms so it would be the perfect fit for me.." And she could make her uncle come to all the football games and watch her dance around in her tiny little uniform. That sounded like a great plan to her. And it would look like she was really getting involved in school. Maybe his wife wouldn't be so suspicious then.
 
Michael actually turned his head completely when she started giggling. It didn't take a genius to know what she was thinking. His comment left a hint to her that they'd be fucking. Monday, yes for sure. Michael knew for a fact his wife was going to be out running errands while his kid was in school. That would leave the house to them all day. Come the next day, Callie would have a new definition for getting fucked hard. After that, if she ever had sex it would be considered sensual and soft.

Laughing at her saying it would be perfect for her, Michael had the shift. The thought of Callie in one of those uniforms was very appealing, and Mike had to shift just in case his manhood tried to make itself known. "Then I suppose we'll have to get you in that right away."
 
Callie smirked as she watched her uncle hit the shift. She knew he was probably taking his mind off of how badly he wanted her. She was trying to make him think about her being in a cheerleading uniform so she could only imagine how much that was turning him on. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when she actually had the uniform on. It would be priceless.

"Oh, you think you're going to have to pull some strings to get me onto the squad? What, you don't think they would let me on?" She smirked at him. "I'm sure I can get myself on the squad. That's sweet of you but I don't need your help, Uncle Mike. I'm actually a pretty good dancer. And I'll act all sweet to them so they'll let me on the squad. Then once I'm on it I don't have to be so nice." Callie couldn't stand girls so she definitely wasn't planning on being friends with the other cheerleaders. No way.
 
"I'm just saying. Cheer leading started months ago, but if your sure you can make it then go ahead." Michael could imagine Callie was a good dancer. With the way she was, Mike imagined that she was good at pretty much anything that could have sex appeal thrown into it. Poor cheer leading men, or cheer queers as Michael referred to them. They would have to watch Callie dance around all the time in her cheer leading outfit. "I'm sure if you act your usual sweet yourself they couldn't deny you a spot."

Then, thinking about Callie dancing, Michael had to adjust in his seat again, this time pushing his hand against the general crotch area of his jeans. His eyes averted to Callie on the long straight away, and didn't shift for some time.
 
Callie laughed softly. "Well first let me try to make it on my own and then if I need some help from my uncle I'll let you know. Just don't try to seduce the head cheerleader or something like that. I wouldn't like that." She got really jealous when she thought about her uncle trying to fuck one of her classmates. She really didn't want him doing something like that, it would be horrible. It made her so jealous. She only wanted him to fuck her. She wished there was some way to get him to forget about his wife but she knew that would never happen. He was married, he couldn't just kick her out.

"I'm sure they'll let me on the squad.." She said, giggling softly. It was funny that her uncle thought she was sweet when really she could be such a bitch. But she would be the perfect cheerleader since they were all bitches anyways.
 
Michael laughed a deep, amused laugh at Callie's comment. Seduce the head cheerleader. Well...maybe not such a crazy thought. Like he was with most of every teenager in town, Michael was friends with the head cheerleader's father. Bethany Meza was the young girls name, and she was beautiful. Perhaps not as beautiful as Callie, but quite a catch none the less. Wait...no, Michael couldn't do things like that. It was bad enough he was doing it with Callie while he had a wife whom he loved and cared for. A wife whom he had a child with. No, one girl was good enough. "I would never do something like that, what kind of man do you take me for?" Obviously a pervert, after what they had just done. Still, Michael had some limit as to what he would and would not do. Callie, he could do, but going towards he peers in school was a pushing limit.

"I'm sure as well." He turned his eyes towards her giggle. He didn't know what it was for, but was sure it had something to do with his comment of her being sweet. Well, maybe she wasn't typically, but she was to him if to nobody else. How she was away from him was on her unless her actions came back to reflect on him in a negative way, in which case they would have a talk.
 
Callie was watching Michael to see his reaction when she mentioned seducing the head cheerleader. She didn't know why she felt so possessive of him but she did know she couldn't stand it if he was sleeping with a bunch of girls her age. She thought she was special and that he wanted her so badly. She didn't think he cheated on his wife all the time. If he slept with every girl her age she wouldn't feel special at all. She'd just be another girl on his list of people he'd fucked. She was his niece so she liked to think they had a special bond with each other. She knew part of the reason he turned her on so much was because he was her uncle.

She smirked at him when he asked her what kind of man she thought he was. She knew he couldn't have many morals if he was willing to fuck his niece, not that she was complaining or anything. She was very glad that he had no morals. If he did then they wouldn't be having all this fun together. She had a feeling this place would be very boring without her uncle around.

She looked out the window, not really knowing what else to say to her uncle. She wasn't used to having conversations with guys. Normally they just fucked her and left. Things would be a lot different with Michael. At least she hoped so. She wanted him to be the kind of guy who really cared about her and wanted to get to know her. That would be good for her.
 
Michael noticed Callie go silent, and noticed he wasn't really trying anything to lighten the mood. "So....Callie, Your Aunt Jennifer is looking forward to spending some time with you." It was half true at least. Jennifer Simpson was a little excited to have another girl around the house with Michael and Michael Jr. or "Lil Mike" as they called their son, being the only boys. But beyond that, Jennifer felt she would have to keep an eye on Callie. She had always been suspicious that Michael had been cheating on her, which he hadn't done since the first year of their marriage and she never found out. So, with a young beautiful rose like Callie moving in, Jennifer saw it as just another cunt to fuck. Michael had initially thought it preposterous, and was rather ashamed that his wife had been right. Callie and her uncle would be fucking for damn certain, just about every chance they got after today.
 
Callie looked up, raising an eyebrow when her uncle told her that her aunt was looking forward to spending time with her. Did he really expect her to spend time with his wife when he was cheating on her with her? It would be really awkward. Callie definitely wasn't looking forward to spending time with her at all. It sounded like her uncle was going to force her into it when she really didn't want to. "She is? Why?" She really didn't know her aunt at all. She hadn't een her for a long time. After all she probably only visited her uncle once in her whole life and back then she was like nine years old. She didn't really have much of a memory of coming here when she was that young. Plus her father had been around so he probably tried to keep her away from her family for the most part. "I have to spend a lot of time with her?" She was hoping she could just stay in her room other than when she was with her uncle.
 
"I don't know Callie. You'll be the first girl around for an extended period of time in forever. I'm sure your Aunt Jenn will be just so glad to have another female around the house." He shrugged, half lying as he switched lanes into the farthest right, preparing to turn off soon. "After all, it's not as though the neighbors are a simple stroll down the road, they're miles away." Simpson farm was vast, and there wouldn't be room for close by neighbors even if the opportunity had presented himself. The many fields and pens went on for miles, constantly being attended to by workers. It was the process of a million dollar operation, luckily Michael Simpson was already wealthy.

Pulling off the highway, the Audi hit dirt road, kicking up dust in every possible direction as it did so. "Who knows baby girl, you just might like spending time with your aunt. She's plenty of fun, and you won't have many bored moments with her. You could go out and do whatever it is girls do. Pick up guys, your both beautiful enough." He looked at his niece with a certain smile that could be taken so many ways, both innocent fun, and seductive lust. "Of course, she doesn't quite have all your beautiful features." Blatantly true. Jennifer Simpson was not like her niece, but was stunningly attractive on an entirely different level. She had dark brown hair that reached just below her shoulder, matching milk chocolate brown eyes. Jenn also had a much more matured body. Her curves were more matured than Callie's, and her proportions dramatically more profound. It was Callie's young, petite delicate look that seemed to work for her though. It sure as hell worked for Michael.

After several more minutes, the gloss black car pulled into the paved drive way of a fairly large house, next to a large group of trucks, sticking out like a sore thumb. The engine was quickly cut, and Michael was out and around, opening the door for his niece, awaiting for her to get out. Once she had, he proceeded to the trunk, pulling out her rather large luggage. It was a permanent stay after all, so she had brought everything she wanted. In the midst of his work, two young men were approaching. Neither of them was older than eighteen, but had a very matured look about them. The look of a working man, similar to Michael's own body, but perhaps not as defined.

"Hey there Mr. Sim!" Jeered the boy on the right, running a hand through his short sandy blond hair. The boy beside him, having jet black hair, pushed him, shushing his loud greeting.

"How's it going Joey. Hey Vick. Everything okay out there?"

"Everything's fine," said Vick, the one with black hair. "Just wondering if you wanted us to use the tractor to move the hay bales to the large barn house, or just wait for you. The other guys said we should wait."

"Go ahead, just don't wreck it, or that's out your pay, and you'll be working free for a year." Michael had a sense of humor, and liked to joke with his employees, while maintaining a sense of authority.

"Ha ha, right Mr. Sim. Hey, who's that?" Joey was gaping at a young blond beauty with Michael. "Is that the girl Callie you told us about?" He was already moving forward, outstretching a somewhat dirty hand towards the delicate girl. "Hi, I'm Joey. Nice to meet you." The young man was obviously in love, or at least in lust. He wasn't a bad looking boy either. His sandy blond hair was kept in the same short fashion as Michael's, and he had bright blue eyes that always seemed very happy.
 
Callie sighed heavily when she heard her uncle tell her that her aunt would be happy to have another female around the house so she might want to spend a lot of time with her. Of course this sounded horrible to Callie. She never got along well with girls and since she knew Michael and her aunt had fucked at some point since they had a son together. She didn't even know if they would keep fucking now that Michael had sex with his niece. She doubted they would stop just because he cheated. She knew her uncle would do everything possible to make sure his wife never found out about what he did with his niece. That would be very bad for him. She didn't really know anything about his wife so she didn't know how accepting she was about that kind of thing. Callie didn't want to get to know her better though. She already disliked her and she hadn't even seen her for a long time. She was just jealous that Jennifer was married to her uncle and got to be with him all the time while Callie had missed out on so much while she was away from her uncle. Hopefully they would be making up for lost time all the time now that she was back here with him where she belonged.

"Pick up guys? You let your wife cheat on you?" She raised an eyebrow at him, wondering what kind of marriage they had. She would have to find out more about that in the future. "I don't want to go out with my aunt. How old is she? Like 40? Why would I want to go out with a forty year old? I highly doubt a lot of guys would be going for her." Maybe her aunt looked okay for her age but she was going to look like crap compared to Callie. Any girl would. She had the tiniest body ever and huge breasts. That was a look that no guy could resist. After all not even her own uncle had been able to resist that look since he had fucked her within a few hours of seeing her again for the first time. This definitely meant she still made guys want her all the time. She didn't really know what her aunt looked like right now but she didn't care to find out.

She didn't like hearing him call his wife beautiful. She imagined he had some feelings for her since he married her but she still didn't like thinking about them being together. It made her very jealous. She liked assuming they had the kind of marriage where they never had sex anymore. At least he admitted that her aunt didn't have the assets she had. That meant she was definitely better looking than her aunt but she hoped she would be since she was so much younger than her. It would be a real insult to Callie if her uncle thought her aunt was better looking.

She looked out the window, sighing heavily when she saw that they were now on the dirt road. Callie liked seeing her uncle but she wasn't looking forward to living in the country. She was a city girl. She loved everything about it. She was going to miss it so much. She didn't know how she could cope with living here. Hopefully her uncle would be enough to make it okay for her.

Once they pulled up to the property she got out of the truck and smiled at the two boys who came running up to her uncle. They were cute, she could tell they were around her age. Maybe she could use them to make her uncle jealous some time. She didn't know if he was the jealous type but she really hoped he was.

"Yes, I am Callie. It's nice to meet you too, Joey.." She said, giggling softly. "I don't shake hands, I prefer kissing. Shaking hands is way too formal for me.." She told him before leaning in and giving him a kiss on the cheek. When she leaned in closer to him it would be easy for him to smell her alluring perfume. She was very good at seducing men. She wished she could see the look on her uncle's face right now. She would soon find out if he was a possessive guy.
 
Of course Michael didn't let his wife cheat, it had only been a joke. She would understand it later though, when his wife wrapped her arms around him so lovingly just for Callie to watch. It would be a simple disappointment to him though, as he knew it wasn't likely for him to be getting lucky that night, or any time soon for that matter.

As Joey approached Callie nervously, Michael could only laugh in amusement, while closing the trunk of her car. Vick was now in the middle of asking questions about a few personal queries he had regarding the harvest of corn, which they would be doing soon. After which he asked his employer if he would like to go boar hunting, something that had been becoming more common the past few years, with wild swine populations growing so much in southern countries. On more than one occasion his workers had to be hospitalized due to surprise attacks in the high plants of his fields. Michael agreed, telling him to come by after his shift so they could maybe discuss putting together a small group for the small recreation.

Michael turned just in time to see Callie kiss Joey on the cheek. He had heard her say it was what she did, but had to see for himself. It was an innocent act, but was laced with so much meaning. Mike knew it was meant for his eyes to see, perhaps to make him jealous. It didn't work, or at least not visibly. In fact, Callie's uncle smiled wide, as though approving of the boy she had kissed. Of course he didn't and it rather upset him to see her put her lips on him. Lips that were only recently against his lips, hell, they had been wrapped around his cock. Joey wasn't going to mean anything to Callie.

"I don't know Joey, she might be too much woman for you," joked Michael, elbowing Vick, who was watching with an amused face. He burst out laughing at Mike's comment, almost rolling over. Joey on the other hand, was blushing a deep red. He stumbled back.

"It's nice to m-meet you t-too, Callie." He touched his cheek, caressing the spot she had kissed. "Yes, kissing is nice." With that, he stumbled away, followed by a tearing Vick, who was almost crying with laughter. "S-see you around, Callie."

"Yeah, see ya. And I'll come by later boss!" Vick mentioned as they walked away.

"Alright then boys, don't over work yourselves out there." He waved them away, turning back to Callie with his uncle-ish smile. "Joey's a good kid. You might have him for a few classes, and should get to know him. Who knows, you might like him." Of course Michael was just saying that. He wanted no hormone driven teenager touching his niece. Callie was her uncles private woman, and nobody else could have her. She had better learn that as well.

"Come on, we should get inside." Picking up the luggage, Michael led the way. It was a large white wood paneled house, giving it the air of those small town houses where the doors would be unlocked because it was so safe. In fact, the door was unlocked, but only because Mrs. Simpson and Lil Mike were home. Kicking open the white fence, Michael walked along the stone paved walkway leading to the large blue door. Putting down one bag, he led the way inside, where Jennifer was waiting with a bright fake smile, preparing to greet her niece and husband.
 
Callie didn't know if her uncle was watching her right now but she really hoped he was. She wanted to make him very jealous. Maybe he thought she was his private property but she planned on proving him wrong about that many times. She would show her uncle that she didn't belong to anyone and she could do whatever she wanted. This Joey guy just might be the first guy she slept with other than her uncle. Who knew what might happen? He seemed a little shy but Callie knew she could get him interested in her. It wouldn't be hard at all. Guys were always interested in her. She was very confident in her ability to seduce men. It had worked on her uncle so it was going to work on Joey. And if they fucked in a place where Michael could catch them that would be even better. After all he probably still fucked his wife. It was only fair that Callie had some fun of her own too. He couldn't be the only one sleeping around. If she knew for sure that her uncle wasn't going to fuck his wife maybe she wouldn't try to hit on Joey and other guys so much but she didn't know that. He wasn't making it clear. Actually she was pretty sure he was going to flaunt he and his wife's relationship right in front of her face.

She smirked at her uncle when he turned around and looked at them with that wide smile on his face. Callie couldn't tell if it was an act or if he was genuinely happy that his niece was kissing one of the workers on his farm already. She hoped it was just an act. She would be pretty disappointed if he was actually happy about this since the whole reason she was kissing Joey was to make him jealous. He was a cute boy and everything but she knew there was no way this guy could fuck her like her uncle did. She doubted anyone in this town could. He was the best. It was such a shame that he was a married man.

She glared at her uncle when he said that she might be too much woman for Joey. After hearing him make a comment like that she was pretty sure he was not happy about seeing him kiss like this. Maybe it was his way of letting her know she shouldn't be doing that around him. Well she really didn't care what her uncle wanted. She would do what she wanted regardless of what he thought. He was not the boss of her.

She waved goodbye to Joey, giggling softly. It was cute how he got so nervous around her. Callie would have to fix that soon. She was sure she could turn him into a stud and make all the girls want him. She walked with her uncle to the house, listening as he told her that Joey might be in some of her classes and that she should get to know him. "I plan on doing more than just getting to know him." She told her uncle, watching his face for his reaction. She was not looking forward to what was about to happen. She did not want to see his wife.

Jennifer was indeed inside waiting for them. She was forty years old so she didn't look as good as she did when she was Callie's age but her body was decent for her age. Right now she was wearing a long, conservative dress. It was like the opposite of Callie's dress. The second she heard the door open she rushed forward, giving both her husband and her niece that fake smile she had perfected so well. "Michael! Callie! It's so good to see you." She approached her husband and hugged him tightly, pressing her lips against his and kissing him passionately. This was her way of showing dear Callie that her husband belonged to her so she better keep her hands off of him.
 
There was no physical reaction on Callie's note to do more than get to know Joey better, just a small shake of the head, followed by a small laugh. "Whatever get's you off baby girl." Michael didn't expect Callie to be truly interested in Joey, but to be using the same tactic as her uncle. A little leverage never hurt right? If Michael thought that Callie could go to some other guy if he didn't bend to her will, he might do just that. Mike was smarter than that though. His niece may have known how to play the game, but Michael Simpson had much more experience being in the game.

As they entered the house Michael expected a very joyous greeting from his wife, but not exactly what she had given. He took the kiss lovingly though, feeling the reminder of the great years he had shared with Jennifer. They were years he wished he could go back to. Years that he had been trying so hard to renew. Maybe this was why he wanted Callie. She reminded him slightly of the lust Mike and Jennifer had once shared, and he couldn't stop himself from acting on it.

After Jennifer pulled away, she moved to Callie, leaving Michael slightly googly eyed from the kiss. She took her niece in a tight, fake hug, acting as though she was utterly delighted to see her niece after so long. "Look how big you've gotten," she said, pulling away to look over Callie. "You certainly aren't a little girl are you? How hard it must be to keep the boys off you." It was obviously hard, because Callie couldn't keep her own uncle from her, not that she wanted to. But still, little Callie Simpson was competition in Jennifer's eyes. A way for her to lose Michael, which she would not take. Apparently Michael would have to be reminded that night one of the many reasons he had married his wife.

"Yeah," said Michael with a chuckle, setting down the bags once he finally regained himself. "I think little Joey Hawkins is already taking a like to her. You should have seen him outside, all red faced, tongue tying himself almost."

"Is that so?" Jennifer's voice chimed in. "A few hours here and already she's capturing the hearts of all the men." She turned back to Callie. "But you must be tired from your flight? Would you like me to show you your room so you can lay down?" Jennifer really hoped so. There were a few things she wanted to say to her husband. Threats, promises, and something else he would not expect. If not though, she would tell him later that night.
 
Callie knew she would probably hate sleeping with Joey but it might just have to be done. She liked to think her uncle wouldn't be fucking his wife when she was around but she knew better than that. She could already tell he loved sex a lot so she really doubted he would turn someone down when they wanted him to fuck them, especially his wife. She wanted to be the only one he fucked but sadly that wasn't going to happen. Jennifer would definitely get suspicious if he suddenly decided he wasn't going to fuck her anymore. She would know he was getting sex from someone else since he was a horny man and could never last without it.

Callie had expected for her aunt to give her uncle a very loving greeting like this. She already knew that she was going to make sure that Callie knew her uncle was off limits. After all she was probably jealous of her. Jennifer didn't look as good as she used to. Callie knew that for sure when she saw her aunt. She tried not to make a disgusted face as she watched them kiss. It was so sick to see how her uncle got all googly eyed when she was done with him. He never looked like that after Callie kissed him. It wasn't right. Then before she knew it her aunt was hugging her and saying she had gotten so big. Callie did not like the sound of that. She didn't want to be called big. It made it sound like she was trying to say Callie got fat. She knew for sure she wasn't fat since she worked so hard to stay as thin as possible.

"Oh, the boys aren't that crazy about me. You're being so kind, Aunt Jennifer. There aren't that many boys after me.." She gave her uncle a subtle smirk as she thought about how there was definitely one man who couldn't keep his hands off her. He hadn't lasted long at all without fucking her. She wondered what Jennifer would think about that. She could kiss him and even let him fuck her but she would never be able to give him what Callie could. Her body just wasn't the same as it used to be. Age ruined it. There was no way her pussy could ever be as tight as Callie's youthful pussy.

She got pretty annoyed by how her aunt kept going on and on about how she was already getting guys interested in her. It was so obvious that she was being fake right now. Obviously she knew her husband cared about her so she couldn't be a total bitch. That would make her look bad.

She couldn't believe her aunt. She was already trying to get her to go to bed so she could have alone time with her. Well it wasn't going to work. No way. "No, I'm not tired at all. We stopped and had some coffee so I'm feeling quite rejuvenated right now. I could stay up for hours!" She said, giggling softly. When she said they stopped for coffee she really meant that her uncle fucked her in a mall but she wasn't going to tell her aunt that.

Jennifer obviously was not happy with Callie's response. She had fully expected Callie to agree and go up to bed. Now she had to act like she wanted them to spend time together as a family. "That's great, sweetie. Well why don't you go into the living room then? There's a television in there. You could watch some TV. I have a few things I need to discuss with your uncle.." She gave Michael a sexy look that made it clear she wanted to do a lot more than just talking. "Lil Mikey is sleeping right now. If he wakes up could you go up and sit with him? I'd really appreciate it.."
 
It wasn't until some time later that Michael or Jennifer returned from their bedroom, though the fact that they were in the house was not something that would be easily forgotten. Callie would probably try to zone it out, but loud thuds, and a seemingly pained scream here and there wasn't something easily ignored. In truth it was a disappointing time for Mr. Simpson. The entire time he was almost unsatisfied, having to be considerably more gentle with his wife than he had been with Callie. Jennifer seemed to be loving it though, and it made him happy as it wasn't something she was often when they had sex together.

Michael was the first one down, leaving his wife to enjoy her after glow by herself. Throwing on a pair of jeans only, he walked briskly down the stairs to the kitchen. He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and proceeded to the living room, seeing Callie on the couch. He couldn't see her face, but Michael figured it might be one of irritation. After all, what girl wants to hear a man she fucked having sex with another person, a less attractive person at that. Well at least Michael was cheating up with a much more beautiful girl. It wasn't smart to cheat down in his opinion.

Leaning over the back of the couch, he rested his chin on Callie's shoulder, eyes trying to see her best they could from the angle. "What's on TV baby girl?" Thinking about it, Michael knew he still owed Callie a climax, and he already knew he couldn't deny her that after putting her through what he had just done upstairs.
 
Callie couldn't believe the noises she was hearing as she kept turning the volume on the TV louder and louder. She was trying to drown out the terrible sounds she had to listen to but nothing was helping. No matter how loud she turned it she could still hear them. She wondered if her uncle could hear the TV because she had it so loud. She didn't want him to know just how bothered she was by what was happening upstairs. Then he might think that she really cared about her. Callie was used to the people who she cared about letting her down so it wasn't all that shocking that her uncle was up there fucking his wife and hurting Callie's feelings. She knew he had every right to fuck Jennifer since she was the one he was married to but did he have to be so loud? It was almost like he was shoving it in his face and trying to make her jealous. Hadn't she been through enough already? She spent her childhood being raped by her father and then lost her mother at a young age. It wasn't right that her uncle was making her go through even more pain.

Finally the noises stopped. It seemed like her uncle finished pretty quickly. That was probably because Callie got him so worked up in the car. It really wasn't fair that her aunt was benefiting from what Callie did to him. She got even more pissed when she heard her uncle come into the room and rest his chin on her shoulder, acting like everything was completely normal between them when it obviously wasn't. "Nothing.." She said, trying to keep her voice as emotionless as possible. It was hard to keep the look of anger off her face though. Callie was a very emotional person. She wore her heart on her sleeve. "This place is boring, I want to do something fun. If I was in New York I would be getting ready to go clubbing. I already hate the country." She was just saying this and being so negative because she was really pissed at her uncle. It was her way of dealing with the situation.
 
Callie's emotionless comments cut deep. Michael wasn't very used to getting shut down, and it made him realize just how bad he had done his niece. She had been ready for him to make her cum like he said he would, and he was very ready, but he had went up the stairs and had sex with his wife. Was there really a way to redeem that? If so, he would think of it.

"Well then," He said, wrapping an arm around Callie just above her breasts. "Since your so bored, maybe we could go out and do something. Just me and you." He took a long drink of the bottle, resting his arm on the back of the couch once he was done. "We'll do whatever you want to do, we'll do it." Michael sure hoped she would be thinking the same thing as he was. Not only did he love fucking his niece, he also didn't want her upset with him. She would be living there after all, and it wouldn't be good to start things on a solemn note.

"Come on," he said, nudging Callie slightly. "Let's go out somewhere." Michael stood up straight stretching his arms out, revealing his full toned torso to the world. There was no indication that he was about to go and get a shirt of any kind. Apparently whatever Mr. Simpson wanted to do, it wasn't something that required public decency.
 
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