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Bruce was a big man, both metaphorically because he was an important man in his small town, and physically. He stood a tall and solid six foot two and weighed two hundred and forty three pounds, very muscular for a man of forty four. In fact if not for the slight wrinkles around his pale blue eyes most wouldn't guess that he was a day over thirty five. Not only did he keep himself in excellent shape, still trying to hold onto the line man physique that had gotten him the scholarship that had set up the rest of his life. He liked to joke that while he knew his age his body didn't and he pointed to his full head of long chestnut brown hair as an example of this, no Grey and no thinning.

But as those sharp eyes of his scanned the San Antonio air port lobby, trying to pick out his niece whom he hadn't seen in years, his mind was a long way away, a long way in the past instead of in Europe with his wife and eighteen year old son who had just graduated high school; the trip had been a surprise treat that he had left early because of what had happened.

Bruce had always been the golden boy of the small town he grew up in, he had not only been physically gifted and quite bright but he was also modest and kind hearted. His twin brother Earl had been quite different though, while a moderately talented athlete himself he had always felt like he was in his brothers shadow and this had made him bitter. As they grew older he had strove to bring his brother low and when Bruce had left for college, leaving him behind Earl had done the cruelest thing he could think of.

With a case of beer to aid him he had seduced Bruce's lover, the young woman he had intended to marry and stolen her from his brother. They hadn't spoken very often since that day, grew apart and Bruce attributed this to his parents untimely death, thinking that the sorrow had hastened the heart attack and stroke that had killed his mother and father respectively.

But Bruce had worked hard in college rather then let his brothers actions hurt him he had thrown himself into his studies, gotten married (possibly out of spite), and a few years after graduation founded a small computer company that had been sold to Microsoft for a small fortune (that lucky investments had turned into a large fortune).

On the other hand Earl had gotten into more and more trouble during this time, the kind that Bruce would have been happy to help with years later if he had just asked. But he hadn't asked and as the final stroke of cruelty he had killed the woman that Bruce had once loved, just weeks ago murdered her and left his own daughter alone in the world.

Bruce hadn't learned of this until already in Europe and had of course insisted that he would take his niece in, which brought him back to the present, standing in the lobby of the airport dressed in what he thought of as tourist clothing. Blue jeans, a black button down shirt, a cowboy hat and boots, and to top it all off a bola tie.

He hadn't seen his niece since she was a child, no more then five and figured she would expect her uncle who lived in a small town in Texas to dress like this... so he also wore a smile to cover up how stupid he felt.

Hearing the announcement that her plane had finally arrived, late of course, he held the sign with her name up higher, hearing a voice call his name a few moments later as he tried to recognize her in the crowd of people.
 
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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 cousin's boyfriend 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.

She finally saw a man with a sign holding her name and she instantly knew that man was her uncle. She ran up to him and jumped into his arms, wrapping her arms around him so she could pull him into a tight hug. She hadn't seen her uncle in years so she had missed him quite a bit. "Uncle Bruce! It's so good to see you, it's been way too long!" She said with excitement as she moved her head back a bit so she could stare into his eyes. He was looking really good. She knew she shouldn't have such thoughts about her uncle but she couldn't help it. He was an attractive older man. There was nothing wrong with her thinking that about him, as long as she didn't do anything with him.

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There was no way, there was no fucking way that the gorgeous blond with her arms wrapped around him was the same little girl that had hid behind her mothers legs for half the nigh the last time he had seen her. She was the near perfect image of her mother, only her eyes were different... blue rather then green. Also her mother had never showed that much skin, even her cheerleader uniform hadn't shown off that much.

Bruce was a good man, charitable and humble, other men often aspired to be more like him, holding him up as an example. However he did have one flaw, a weakness that he really couldn't control. He was a slave to his lust, though he normally kept a tight reign on it. Hell it wouldn't be a problem if his wife was a little more willing to help him deal with those needs of his but they hadn't slept together in going on three years and now Bruce, with this hot young thing pressed against him began to feel his body react.

Of course he couldn't allow this, couldn't let her notice, she was his kin and that was disgusting no matter what the excuse. After quickly returning her hug half heartedly Bruce pulled back, hoping she hadn't felt the bulge swelling in his pants. “Hey kid.” He greeted her, his accent was there but not nearly as thick as many of those around him. She wasn't a kid a little voice in the back of his head pointed out with glee, definitely not a kid. “Its been a while, how was your flight?”

He needed space from her, even though she wasn't against him any more he could still smell her, the perfume she wore making his head a little dizzy. Looking for an excuse he noticed that she wasn't carrying a suit case and a quick glance at the conveyer belt showed there was only one rather large suitcase left. “Wait right here.” He instructed her, moving to get the bag and noticing for the first time the heels she was wearing and figuring that those were probably why she couldn't carry it. Shoes like that weren't exactly practical, he would have to find her something better for Texas if she hadn't brought it herself.

With his long legs he crossed the short distance to the conveyer belt in moments and with a grunt of effort, a little surprised by how heavy her bag really was, Bruce lifted it and carried it back over to his niece, the entire time reciting the pledge of allegiance in his head in an attempt to make the bulge in his pants shrink. “So how was your flight?” He asked, trying to start up conversation.
 
Callie was definitely a little disappointed that her uncle barely hugged her back. She didn't understand why he wouldn't hug her for longer than that. Did he not like feeling her arms around him? She had really missed her uncle and was excited about spending some time with him. She just hoped he felt the same way about her. "It's been so long, Uncle Bruce. Way too long. I'm so glad I'm here." She smiled widely, deciding that she was going to just forget about him pulling away from the hug. If he didn't want her here then he wouldn't have invited her to live with him. After all it wasn't her idea to come here. He was the one who called her and invited her to come stay with him and his family for awhile. Callie agreed because she wanted to see her uncle and deep down she knew it would be good for her to get out of the city for awhile. Her life was definitely becoming reckless. She was going to miss her cocaine but it would be best to stay away from it. Her uncle could help her out with that.

She smiled as he called her kid. She knew she definitely wasn't a kid anymore but she wasn't going to point that out to him. It was probably pretty obvious considering how big her chest was now and the clothing she was wearing. And if she ever took that clothing off for him he would agree with her that she wasn't a kid. She was sure they'd probably never get naked together. Her uncle was gorgeous but he was still related to her. It would be wrong if they did anything. She may have wanted her uncle but she knew he couldn't feel the same way about her.

"My flight was okay, not the best but I'm glad I'm finally here." She told him with a wide smile on her face. She wasn't so excited about seeing her aunt again. They never really got along in the past and she doubted it would be different today. Plus she was worried her aunt would try to act like she was replacing her mother. She thought her uncle's accent was cute. It wasn't heavy or anything but she loved it. She watched as he went over to grab her luggage for her. She was pretty glad he was doing this for her because she knew she wouldn't be able to lift it herself. She knew he probably wasn't expecting her to have such a heavy bag but he probably also never figured she would bring more than twenty pairs of heels with her. "I hope it's not too much of an inconvenience for me to be here. I don't want to disrupt your life." She bit her lip nervously as she looked up at him. He was so hot. Why did she have to be so attracted to a man who was related to her? This was torture.
 
It wasn't just that she was related to him, that was bad enough but what was almost worse was her age. She was less then half his age and while that should drive him away from her, he knew it should stop any feelings of lust, but for some twisted reason it made his desire for her all the more tempting. Hell even the fact that she was his niece added a sort of twisted kink that the nastiest voice in the back of his head was loving...

God why did she have to bite her lip was what ran through Bruce's head as he watched her closely, those lips just looked delicious, it was so tempting to press his lips to hers, to taste her, to force her head down between his legs. The way she was dressed there was no way that she hadn't already done things like that, probably a pro.

Shaking his head in order to clear those thoughts away. “No its no trouble at all to have you here.” He assured her, smiling and hoping to be able to keep his thoughts straight and clean. “Your family and family has to stick together.” Very close together that nasty voice in the back of his head whispered as he licked his lips slowly, feeling that they were very dry all of a sudden.

“But ummm...” He muttered, feeling hard to keep his head clear at the moment. “Your flight was a bit late and its a long drive back to my home with a lot of dirt roads that can be treacherous at night so I...” He paused again, if he had known she would look this amazing he would have just gotten her a cab or something, a limo even. “I booked a hotel room for the night, seemed like a safer choice." Yea, real safe, the two of them sharing a room with two beds and one bath... no privacy at all... the thoughts that followed repulsed and aroused him at the same time.

"Its not far from here though, five minute drive... lets get going." This last part was said a little rushed as he started to walk toward the parking lot.
 
Callie was having almost the exact same thoughts as her uncle right now. It seemed like everything he did was so sexy and it made her want him even more. All she could think about was how big his cock was. It was hard to tell from looking down at his crotch. She knew she shouldn't be looking there but she couldn't help it. She really wanted to see him. Too bad she probably never would. She knew her uncle wasn't going to take his pants off in front of her. He probably wasn't even remotely interested in her. He was an older man and a really good guy. What would he want with his seventeen year old niece? But she wasn't just any seventeen year old. She was very experienced. She knew she could really blow his mind if he gave her a chance.

She smiled widely at him when he reassured her that it was no trouble to have her here. It was definitely a relief to hear that. She felt bad about coming here and disrupting his life but now she knew she was wanted. She just wished he would want her in the way she wanted. "Yes, you're right. I just really appreciate you doing this for me. I know it'll be good to get out of the city and stay with my amazing uncle. I really have missed you." She still remembered when she used to come here as a little girl. She and her uncle always got along really well. They used to get ice cream together and have such a good time. Hopefully she would get lots of alone time with him now.

She looked at him when he started explaining that the roads to his house were dangerous at night so he got them a hotel room for the night instead of them driving back and risking their lives. She tried not to look too happy about this. She didn't want him knowing that she was completely thrilled that she would be getting to spend the night alone with him in a hotel room. That sounded amazing. "Okay, Uncle Bruce!" She said, not being able to keep the excitement out of her voice. As they walked out of the airport she reached over and grabbed his hand. She wanted to hold her uncle's hand as they walked. There was nothing wrong with that. It was just a little innocent touching.
 
He was a good man, but that lust of his, perhaps his one and only weakness got him in trouble. He loved his wife, at least he thought he did and he knew for sure that he had at one point. But over the past few years they had grown distant, sometimes one of them would even stay in one of the guest rooms rather then share the same bed, on one comical occasion they had both slept in guest rooms, not realizing it until the morning.

She cheated on him though, he knew it. A private investigator had caught her on one of her trips out of the state, one of her little vacations. Since then Bruce had also been unfaithful several times, always out of state himself, far from where anyone would catch him. One of his favorite things was to pick up girls from a strip club, paying if he had to... it was a nasty little kink to find the hottest smallest girl and nearly break her in two.

Well since she was so grateful now it seemed like a good time to mention some ground rules. She might not like them but if what he had heard was true it had to be done. “Right well, just understand that it won't just be a vacation out here Callie.” He told her, trying to sound stern and probably failing. “You will be going to school, there will be some chores around the house, and there will be no drinking or smoking... and if I happen to catch you with drugs then you will find out you aren't to big to be put over my knee.” The little voice cackled at that one and he didn't until to late how dirty that sounded.

Had she sounded excited or was that in his head, Bruce wasn't sure but he let her take his hand, reasoning that she could probably use a little comfort as he led her across the parking lot and to his truck... a F-250, blue, a few years old but he saw no reason to spend any money on a new one even if he had plenty of it. After putting her suitcase in the back he took her by the hips and easily lifted her into the cab. “Don't want you to break a heel.” He explained.
 
Callie nodded when her uncle started going over the ground rules. She understood that he didn't want her to get in the same kind of trouble she got in back in the city. He obviously cared about her and wanted what was best for her. She wasn't going to give him a hard time. She was actually planning on trying to behave here. She knew she wouldn't be able to get her hands on any drugs since she had no clue where the dealers were here so she didn't have to worry about that. If she had known where they were it probably would have been too tempting for her to resist. The smoking and drinking rule wouldn't be so easy for her to follow. She loved her cigarettes. Why did she have to give those up? She knew she was only seventeen but she was almost eighteen. She only had a year left to go.

"But why can't I drink a little? Wouldn't you let me drink if you were around? That way you could control it.." She knew some parents were fine with their kids drinking as long as they did it with them in the house. She wouldn't mind having some vodka with her uncle some time. Maybe they would both get so drunk and admit they wanted each other. She knew it wasn't likely but a girl could dream. Her uncle was so hot and she was sure her aunt probably wasn't satisfying him. That was such a shame. That man deserved to have all the amazing sex he wanted. Callie just wished she could give it to him. She knew they would be so good together.

"School? You have to be kidding me.." She sighed heavily. She knew she was technically supposed to still be in school but she never thought she would have to go here. Apparently she was wrong about that. She did like the thought of him putting her over his knee though. It made her want to misbehave on purpose. Maybe she would do something wrong just so she could see if he would really spank her.

She followed him out to his truck and was shocked when he placed his hands on her waist to lift her up into the truck. The second she felt his hands on her body chills ran up and down her spine because it felt so good. She could really get used to him touching her like that all the time. "Thanks. You're so good to me, always taking care of me." She flashed him a dazzling smile before she was forced to shut the door so he could go around and get in on the other side. Now it was time for them to go to the hotel. Callie couldn't be more excited.
 
Resistance to his little rules had been expected and though he had thought he was prepared for it there was a moment of thought about her question about drinking occasionally. “The school is non negotiable, and I expect you to do a good job in the classes.” The drinking he had to pause to consider though as he started up the truck and started driving to the hotel, moving through traffic with the kind of ease that only came from doing it over and over again.

Her question wasn't such a simple one, he allowed his son to have a beer with him every once in a while and as long as it was supervised he didn't think it would be a problem. Hell he did own a bar, pretty much the only bar in the town, for him to object to drinking would be a bit hypocritical. “I suppose that you might be allowed to have a beer or two every once in a while though. But you will have to behave if you expect to be allowed to have a drink.”

Touching her had raised his arousal quite a bit, where before the bulge growing in his pants hadn't been so noticeable now it was quite easy to see even from a distance. His cock was as large as he was, even large then his frame would suggest, at ten inches long it was nearly so thick around that he could barely wrap a hand around it and when fully aroused the veins stuck out and the head turned an almost deep purple.

He shifted a little in a futile attempt to hide this as he pulled up in front of the lobby of the hotel. “Wait right here, I'm going to go get the room key.” He said rather quickly, feeling as though he need to get some distance from her before she notices the bulge that threatened to tear open his jeans. Upon getting out of the truck he moved very quickly toward the lobby, almost moving at a slow jog.

It was several minutes before he came out though and when he did he looked a little bit conflicted as he got back in the truck. “Well there is a slight problem.” He said slowly as he started to pull into the nearby parking lot. “The Air Force is having some kind of event in the area so the hotel is really heavily booked... they accidentally double booked our room and the other person already arrived.” He paused now, swallowing as if what he was going to say was difficult, “The other rooms are all booked up except for one... its a single with one queen sized bed.” The voice in his head was ecstatic while he was planning on crashing on the floor, let her have the bed.
 
Callie sighed heavily as he said that she had to go to school no matter what and he expected her to do well in her classes. This was very disappointing. She never really tried hard in school when she was back in the city so she hadn't wanted to try hard here either but it sounded like she needed to do well so she would actually have to make an effort in her classes. After all she didn't want her uncle to be mad at her. She wanted him to be happy with her. "I'm going to do well in school, Uncle Bruce. You have nothing to worry about. I would really appreciate it if you stopped talking to me like I've already done something wrong. I just got here. You don't have to act like I'm already misbehaving. I've been perfectly nice to you. I don't know why you have such a grudge against me." She began to pout and look sad at him. Callie knew how to get what she wanted from guys. She was very good at this. She was sure her charms would work on her uncle.

"I will behave." She would definitely have to be on her best behavior since she wanted to have a drink with her uncle sometimes. "I don't like beer though. Would I be allowed to have vodka? I think beer is disgusting." She didn't see why he wouldn't let her do this. It was still alcohol. Vodka was probably a little more hardcore than beer but she didn't see why it would be a problem as long as her uncle was with her while she was drinking. Then he could make sure she didn't do anything stupid.

She nodded when he said he was going to go get the room key. She was very excited that they were soon going to be in a hotel room together. If he thought the outfit she was wearing now was sexy he would freak out even more when he saw her in the lingerie she always slept in. Maybe he would insist that she put on more clothing but she was sure she could convince him to let her sleep in barely anything. She was pretty good at telling if guys wanted her and so far she got the distinct impression from her uncle that he wanted her so badly.

She frowned when he came back in and said they had a problem. When she heard what that problem was she didn't understand why it was a problem. Actually this was even better. She was hoping her and her uncle could sleep in the same bed and now it would be even easier to convince him to sleep with her in the bed. "That's okay, Uncle Bruce. I hate sleeping by myself anyways. I always have nightmares if I'm in a bed by myself. I don't see why we couldn't sleep in the bed together. There's no reason for any of us to be uncomfortable on the floor. I won't tell my aunt or anything. Don't worry about it." She flashed him a dazzling smile. "It'll be fun.."
 
A single look at that pout and he knew she was trying to manipulate him, it wasn't all that hard to understand but just because he saw it coming didn't make it any easier to resist. “I'm sorry.” He grunted, feeling guilty despite himself, despite the fact that he knew what she was up to. “I don't mean to be overly strict or mean... just not used to having a young woman living with me, my own son was kind of a hand full at times so this will be a learning experience for both of us.”

The vodka though, again he had to pause for thought and busied himself getting her suitcase out of the back of his truck. Beer was one thing but to let her have hard liquor... well time would have to see. “I don't have any vodka in the house and you shouldn't expect me to go out and buy some just so you can have a drink... but I do own the bar in town and I suppose if you were there after hours one night I might let you have a drink... and you can have a job there is you like.” A job would probably be good, he didn't know if she had one back home but it would probably help teach her some responsibility if she bussed tables and worked as a waitress. HE also didn't want to say it out loud but it would help him keep an eye on her while he dealt with the day to day of the place.

That smile of hers, she was way to happy about the fact that he would be in a room with her with only one bed. Or was he just imagining what he wanted to see?

“I don't know about that.” He said slowly as he offered her a hand to help her back down from the truck. “I mean you might be my niece but you have grown up a lot since the last time I saw you, hardly a kid anymore. This won't be like the times that you would fall asleep with you head on my chest when you tried to stay up late with me and watch the news.” That had been quite adorable though and the innocence of the memory brought a smile to his face.
 
Callie was so happy to hear her uncle apologize for talking to her like this. She couldn't believe she was still this good at getting what she wanted from men. It was amazing. "It's okay! It just made me feel like you were mad at me and I don't want you to be mad. I would never want to upset you, Uncle Bruce. I like you a lot and I'm so glad to be here. I promise I'll be on my best behavior. It was so kind of you to take me in. I would never want to cause any problems.." But she could be pretty bad sometimes so she knew she might cause some problems. She would probably bring a lot of boys over and make her uncle really mad. She doubted anything would happen between them but she wanted to make her uncle jealous. Already she was thinking of everything she could do to make this happen.

"I would never expect you to buy it just for me. Of course not. I wasn't trying to say that, I just meant if you had some at the house.." She was glad to hear she could have some at his bar if she was there after hours. "Sure, I'd love to work there. Do you need a girl to dance and take her clothes off on the counter tops?" She asked him, giggling softly. "I'm just kidding of course! Don't freak out on me.." But how would he feel if he knew she really used to strip when she lived in the city? She obviously wasn't going to be telling him about that because she was sure it wouldn't make him happy at all.

She took his hand and made sure he got a peek up her dress so he would see that she wasn't wearing any panties so her bare, shaved pussy was exposed. Then she jumped down from the truck, her breasts bouncing up and down as she did this. She smiled widely as she stared into his eyes. "But I'm still your little niece. Yeah maybe I'm seventeen now but that doesn't have to change things. I don't want things to be different now that I'm older. I think I should still be able to sit on your lap just like I used to.." She brought her eyes down to his crotch and smirked then looked back up at him. She was making it pretty obvious that she wanted to see if he was hard for her right now. "It'll be our little secret. No one has to know. And if you don't get sleep you could be really tired tomorrow and that would be dangerous. We don't want you driving and falling asleep at the wheel."
 
It was right around then that Bruce began to understand what was going on, at least he thought he was understanding it. There was only one possible explanation in his mind that could make sense out of all of this.

She was teasing him, that had to be it. With the comment about stripping in his bar, how she flashed her bare cunt and then went straight into talking about sitting on his lap and the blatant staring at his growing erection. His innocent little niece had been corrupted by her father, by the whole life that she had grown up in and was now trying to use her sexual appeal on her uncle to gain leverage of some kind.

With this realization, or at least he thought it was a realization Bruce almost became angry which only served to enhance his lust, magnifying it. It wasn't his fault that he wanted to fuck her, she was the little tease that thought it was fun to toy with an older man.

Looking around quickly and seeing that they were alone in the parking lot Bruce let out a growl that was almost animalistic, he was going to show her that it was a bad idea to try to toy with him like this. Moving quickly he used his body to pin her up against the side of the truck, his left hand grasping her right and forcing it down over the obscene bulge in his pants. “You are playing a dangerous game Callie.” He whispered into her ear, biting the lobe lightly as his brain lost track of the line between warning her and enjoying himself. “Toying with a man like me is a bad idea, you might end up getting hurt.”
 
Callie was very shocked when all of a sudden her uncle moved closer to her and pinned her against the truck. Her heart immediately sped up in her chest. This was what she wanted all along and now it was finally happening. She wanted to kiss her uncle so badly but she held herself back for now. She was pretty shocked that he was doing this out in public but she didn't mind it. It would be a lot more hot if he fucked her where people could see them together. Callie wanted that so badly. It was so risky but also very sexy. She loved knowing that the reason her uncle was hard right now had everything to do with her.

She smirked when he grabbed her hand and brought it down to the bulge in his pants. She began to stroke him with her soft hand. It wasn't the same as it would feel if he had his pants off but she knew it still had to feel good. She moaned out softly as he bit her ear lobe. She wanted him so badly. She'd do anything to kiss him right now. "Maybe I wouldn't mind it if you hurt me, Uncle Bruce. Maybe that's what I want." Seducing her uncle to let him get away with more things was a good idea but it wasn't completely why she was doing this. She also just wanted him badly and couldn't wait to have him inside of her. She wanted them to get into that hotel room so they could start having some real fun. "Admit it, you like me toying me. You wish you could fuck me right now. Nothing would make you happier than slamming your cock into my wet cunt right now." She smirked, knowing he would be shocked to hear her talking dirty. "You should feel how wet I am right now, all because of you."
 
It was a shock to hear her say that she might not mind if he hurt her and it was even more of a shock for Bruce to realize how right she was. Right then and there he would have loved to keep her pressed up against that truck and force his cock deep into her. He knew from experience that his thrusts would have the truck rocking loudly in no time at all.

With his hand shaking He reached down, stroking her thigh for a moment while he struggled to over come his own internal conflict. But after a few moments he made up his mind, his hand pushing up under her dress and under her skirt, a low moan escaping his mouth as he felt how moist her and his thumb stretched out to tease her clit for a moment. He knew he had crossed the point of no return... if he tried to back down from his idea his balls would probably explode from the pressure.

Breathing heavily he pulled away from her, raising his moist finger to his mouth to taste it. Her taste was divine, driving him wild. “This is so wrong.” He said with a low chuckle, enjoying himself in the twistedness of it all. “I am going to take you up to our hotel room and show you why it is a bad idea for little girls to tease men so much bigger then they are.” He promised, grabbing her hand and half leading, half dragging her into the hotel.
 
Callie moaned out softly as she felt his hand stroking her thigh. It really felt so good. She couldn't believe this was happening. Ever since the first second she saw her uncle she knew she wanted him inside of her but she never thought it would happen this quickly. This seemed way too good to be true. Was she dreaming? She felt like she should pinch herself to make sure she was actually awake right now. She felt his hand push up her skirt and then she heard him moan out loud and it made her even more wet for him. She thought she wanted him badly earlier but now she wanted him even more.

She really lost it when he started to tease her clit. Her hips were bucking forward a bit because she wanted his finger inside of her. Well actually she wanted a lot more than just his finger inside of her but she doubted she would get to experience that outside. Her uncle was hot but she didn't think he would do something that risky. He'd probably be too worried about getting caught. After all, he had a lot to lose. He could get in big trouble for fucking his seventeen year old niece. He'd lose his marriage and possibly get sent to jail if anyone found out about this. Luckily Callie was good at keeping her mouth shut, at least to others. She'd be screaming out so loudly when he finally fucked her.

"Good." She told him with a smirk on her face and watched as he grabbed her hand and practically dragged her into the hotel. She followed him up to their hotel room and watched as he opened the door. She was sure that the second they got inside he would be kissing her and ripping her clothes off. She couldn't wait but she wanted him to take the lead. It was much more fun when the guy was demanding and in control.
 
The door took a few tried to open with the annoying key card they had given him, the damn thing didn't want to work right away and Bruce was just seconds from giving up and fucking her there in the hallway rather then waste his freaking time.

As soon as the door was finally open though he just dragged her right into the room, taking a moment to look around and compose himself. He was the one who was in charge her, he was trying to teach her a lesson and if he just gave in and fucked her then she wouldn't be learning a lesson. Taking a deep breath he composed himself, making sure that he wouldn't just do what they both wanted, he could wait and so would she.

“I believe you mentioned that you had a desire to dance naked in my bar.” He said as he let go of her hand, moving to sit in a chair in the room. Slowly he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the still well toned body beneath and setting his had aside he looked over to her expectantly. “You want me to fuck you, I want to fuck you... and when I do I assure you that it will be painful for you to walk tomorrow. But before I fuck you I want you to earn it.”
 
Callie was so glad that he finally got the door open. She was also ready for him to just fuck her in the hallway because it took such a long time. At least they were in the room now so they could finally start having some fun. She was pretty shocked that he didn't start kissing her right away. Actually this was really disappointing. She wanted to kiss him right now but she didn't want to be the one to make the first move so she would have to wait for her uncle to do that.

She watched him as he let go of her hand and moved so that he was sitting in the chair. She wanted to go sit on his lap but she held herself back for now. She had to wait to see what he was doing to say before she did anything drastic. She smirked at him when he said something about how she wanted to dance naked in his bar. She got so wet when he stated the facts for them. They both wanted to fuck each other. She should have known he wouldn't make this easy for her. He was probably going to torture her by making her wait a long time to have him inside of her.

"Okay, I can do that Uncle Bruce." She told him with a smirk on her face and moved so that she was standing very close in front of him. She slowly began to remove her dress, moving her hips in small circles as she did this. She was very good at dancing even when there was no music. That was what came from years of working as a stripper. She finally got the dress off and stood in front of him wearing nothing but her red laced push up bra and black five inch stiletto heels. She slowly removed her bra to tease him as much as possible. When she got it off she placed a foot on the ground and another foot in-between his legs on the chair so her foot would be right by his crotch. She began to grind against him, moaning out sotly as she ran her hands over her soft curves. If this didn't make him want her she didn't know what would.
 
He should have kissed her, he knew that and figured that he had missed the perfect opportunity to make her submit to him, the opportunity to claim her lips passionately. Of course he could wait and when the time came it would be even more enjoyable for him and for her. One thing that Bruce had learned quite some time ago was that delaying pleasure a little bit often made it that much more enjoyable, easier to savor when the time came.

As she stripped and began to dance for him Bruce felt his breath hitch a little bit, catching in his throat. Her body was magnificent, better then any he had ever seen... even better then her mother's had been and Bruce hadn't ever thought that would be possible. The sight of the moisture gathering and sliding down her thigh was making it hard for him to maintain composure, how he would love to run his tongue up those legs to capture every drop. “To those who wait.” He whispered to himself as a small reminder.

As she began to grind against him Bruce knew that the perfect moment had come, he sat up and with a hand around the back of her neck pulled her into a passionate kiss, his lips moving against hers as his tongue brushed her lips for a second before pushing in, simulating the way that he wanted to fuck her, hard and fast as it explored each and every inch of her mouth. After a quick bite to her lip he broke off the kiss as he quickly pulled out his cock, the raging member now standing erect at its full ten inches. “There is no backing out now little girl, not if you wanted to.”
 
Callie knew she was turning her uncle on with her dancing and she was very glad that she had this affect on him. She was also getting very wet just thinking about how hard his cock was right now. She needed that cock inside of her soon. There was no way she could wait much longer. She was so glad when he finally put a hand around the back of her neck and pulled her closer to him so he could give her a passionate, deep kiss on the lips. She immediately began to kiss him back, opening her mouth a bit so he could force his tongue into her mouth. The kiss was so amazing. It was even better than she ever thought it would be. She was so glad this was finally happening. She never thought she could get her uncle to give into her this easily but apparently he had been wanting her this whole time too.

She watched with excitement as he pulled out his cock. She was pretty shocked to see how big he was. He was probably one of the biggest guys she ever saw before, maybe that was because she was used to having sex with guys who were in their twenties. Now she was finally going to be with a real man. She couldn't wait. That cock was going to feel so perfect inside of her. She knew it would hurt a little but Callie was ready for the pain. Sex wasn't fun if there wasn't some pain involved anyways. It was so much better that way.

"I definitely don't want to. How could I ever want that?" She asked him before letting out a soft moan. She would be moaning out much louder once he finally had his cock inside of her. "What are you waiting for, Uncle Bruce? I need you inside of me.." She told him as she moved her hand down to his cock so she could stroke him with expertise. She really wanted him in her mouth but that would have to wait until later.
 
He had been planning on teasing her for a while longer, a few more minutes just so that when the time came she would fall apart under his slightest touch. However he couldn't wait any longer when she said that she needed him inside of her and began to stroke his cock. The shock on her face when he had pulled it out had been clear to see but she hadn't tried to back out like one or two had in the past, fear wouldn't hold this girl back.

One hand moved quickly up between her legs, two fingers rapidly pumping in and out of her, curling and trying to find that one special spot that always drove women mad while his other hand worked on unbuttoning his pants. Where before he cursed the decision to go commando because he would be sleeping in his jeans he now was glad, he would be sleeping with this naked little minx curled up against him, maybe even still inside of her.

He didn't waste any time at all, he grabbed her and dragged her over to the rooms single bed, taking and bending her over so that her ass stuck up in the air in such a tempting way... maybe later she would be willing to let him try to fit into there. As he reached around to press the still moist fingers to her lips me guided his cock toward her cunt and slowly pushed into her... he would have to take his time at first but once she was used to his length he wouldn't hold back.

“You are going to be very sore tomorrow.” He promised her, kissing the back of her neck. “But you will never be satisfied with anything, anyone else ever again.”
 
Callie was glad that her uncle wasn't going to tease her any longer. She felt like they had both already waited long enough and she needed him inside of her right now. She moaned out softly once she felt him slip his fingers into her and so he could finger her. This felt really good but it wasn't what she wanted. Callie needed all of his ten inches inside of her. She knew it was going to feel so good. The biggest man she ever slept with had been eight inches so her uncle was going to make him seem so small. She might even bleed a little but she wasn't worried about that. She actually loved rough so she wanted him to fuck her as rough as possible. Seeing a little blood wouldn't scare her away from him.

She smirked as she watched him unbutton his pants and then before she knew it he was grabbing her and dragging her onto the bed. She felt her ass go up into the air. She would let her uncle fuck her in the ass but he would have to be gentle with her there. Surprisingly Callie had never let a guy fuck her ass before. She was always waiting for the special guy to take her ass virginity. Her uncle was definitely that guy. She couldn't think of anyone more perfect for that job than him.

She moaned out loudly the second she felt him slip his cock into her cunt. She knew he wouldn't be able to get all of himself into her right away but she hoped it would happen soon. He definitely didn't need to be gentle with her. She could take him fucking her as hard and fast as he wanted. "Mmm, good. I don't think you'll ever be satisfied by another girl again. Once guys get a taste of my pussy they can never go back to normal pussy.." She said, giggling softly. "Fuck me harder! I need all of you inside of me! Please!" She screamed out loudly.
 
He slid in slowly till he was balls deep inside of her, there was no way he could go deeper and even if his cock was longer he could feel it pressing against the entrance of her womb. He could tell by the way that she was gripping him that she had never had anyone stretch her like this, never had anyone this deep... he was feeling untouched parts of her body and that turned him on more then anything else.

“You want it hard?” He asked, as he felt his balls brush against her thigh. “Such a dirty little slut, already I am filling you to the brim and you beg for me to fuck you hard.” He laughed a little bit as he started to move, she was hotter and more moist then anything he had felt before and it was driving him wild. “Little girl I am going to break you in half, going to fuck you till you can't take it any more.”

There wasn't really even a rhythm to him movement, he was just thrusting as hard and fast as he could, every time pulling out till only the head of his cock was in her before thrusting all the way back in with all his strength.
 
Callie let out such a loud moan as she felt him sink in as deep inside of her as he could go. She was disappointed to see that he couldn't get all of his length inside of her but she knew that wasn't his fault. This did feel so incredible though. Now she knew that bigger cocks were definitely better than medium sized ones. Her uncle had a perfect cock. It fit into her so perfectly. She felt like he was meant to be inside of her right now.

"Yes, I want it hard!" She screamed out as loudly as possible. She got so turned on from hearing him call her a slut. It made her want him even more. "I am a slut. I'm your slut, Uncle Bruce. You can do whatever you want to me. I belong to you now.." She knew her uncle loved being dominant so it would probably turn him on so much to hear her talk like this. She was sure he wanted to be her master.

"Mmm, good. Your wife will be wondering why you have to carry me inside tomorrow. That will be so hot." She moaned out even louder as she thought about him carrying her into the house and his wife having no idea that they spent this night fucking. "Fuck yes! That feels so good!" She screamed out at the top of her lungs as he rammed his cock deep inside of her. She was sure that the people in the rooms next to them could hear her because she was being so loud but just thinking about that turned her on. She definitely loved public sex. There was nothing hotter than that. They'd definitely need to fuck somewhere public soon.
 
Calling her a slut had been a spur of the moment sort of thing, not because he really wanted to be cruel or insulting to her but because at the moment it had felt right. She had liked it though and instead of telling him not to say that she was getting off on it. She was right though, she was his now and he wasn't going to be letting go of that. Hell he would go on Viagra is he needed to keep up with her, but he never had that problem so if he could avoid it...

To bad she would be disappointed to find his wife wasn't home, but he figured she would get a kick out of fucking on her bed. With every hard thrust he could feel his balls slapping against her thigh and he reached down to smack her ass as he fucked her, if she wanted it rough he would use and abuse her until she was worn out.

“Little fucking slut.” He growled before kissing the side of her face, following that with a bite to her shoulder. “I'm going to fuck you every which way that I can, and you will love every fucking moment of it.”
 
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