Captive Innocence

(closed for shizzz)

Celeste stood at the french doors that let out onto the balcony of her three room suite as snow continued to fall in blinding white sheets, further imprisoning her in the mansion made of logs. It had been snowing nonstop for three days. so much had fallen that the first floor of her uncle's mountain retreat was completely snowed in, it was now working on snowing in the upper floor.

This was not how she had pictured her life going, Unfortunately her parents had died in a car accident three months ago and she had been forced to ask her only relative to take her in. Her uncle had graciously accepted her into his solitary world. Now she lived so far away from everything that she had to attend college online. There weren't even other people nearby.

Back home she'd had an active life. Friends, boyfriends, a car. None of it had followed her to her new home. She felt that her life was wasting away up here, but she was grateful for the roof over her head.

Frustrated with her life, she turned back to the room before her and went to her closet. Sometimes a girl just needed to feel pretty to cheer herself up. She picked out her favorite outfit, a purple plaid school girl miniskirt, matching purple tank top and a black vest, and quickly dressed in them. Then she made her way to the bathroom to do her make up and hair. those never really changed, She always wore her waist length chestnut curls in a small silver barrette on top of her head, just to keep it out of her face. Her make-up was minimal, a bit of eye shadow in earth tones and a bit of dark rose lipstick.

Now that she felt prettier she just had to finish the look with her sexy little witches heels before checking herself out in the mirror. The outfit accentuated every part of her that was worth noticing. From her perfect 38d breasts to her tiny waist and wide hips. It even showcased her legs, not really long given that she was only 5'4", but they were great none the less. Yep, now she felt better.

Lance Morgan had always been a quiet man, adn a a man of means. He struck a stark figure. He was 6'2 adn had strong regal lines carving a face that seemed etched from granite. He was just now 40 years old an his hair hadn't faded a bit from its original jet black, nor had his eyes faded from that cool blue that he had been born with. He was a muscular man, a borad frame paired with broad muscles and stout limbs. He was what one would expect from a veteran lumberjack, but he was a Comp Sci guy, he just spent an insane amoutn of time in his personal gym in the basement. he had a pool a sauna adn a hit tub as well. This far out, there ws nowhere to trin during the long winters.

The advent of technology dn the success of computer engineering had afforded him a way to have all the things he wanted, adn not have to spend his days mired wth other people. He got to live out in the woods with the laws adn tides of nature his only daily fiasco.

He had been shocked when his brother had died, adn even more so when he had taken Celeste as his, and he had been more then willing ot giv e her space as she grieved. All the while making sure sh had what she needed, at least as far as he knew.

and it was this that was so gripping when he saw her come out of ehr room and into the kitchen

Of course he was watching on the closed circuit camera system he had, and the way she was dressed grabbed him

The entre time she had been here he had never seen her like that

She looked alive and vibrant. It was this influx of ife in this long winter day that must have stirred him. Before he knew it he was on his way to go meet her. He had sat there for more then a few minutes, his eyes sliding over hte full curves of celeste, a thing she had never shown, and he had never noticed. But her tight tank top hugged her full breasts, the wide low neck showing the top swelling of her twin orbs, then accentuating their height as the shirt curved to hug her flat stomach. He groaned to himself, adn he moved

Then next thing he realized he was stepping into the Ktchen

"Hey Celeste"

Celeste jumped at the sound of her uncle's voice. He hadn't really been in the same room with her since she'd moved in. So, she wasn't expecting him. For a brief moment she wondered how she had not heard him coming into the room. Everything seemed to echo on the hard wood floors in the halls of this place.

"Um, hi, Uncle Lance." She said turning to face him. It still amazed her how little this man resembled her father. He look every bit like her grandfather, though. Tall, dark and handsome. When she had been a child she'd thought him a movie star, but that was back when he did not resemble the mountain man he'd become. "I was just going to make some popcorn, then go watch a movie in the den. Did you need anything?"

He paused in the doorway, his eyes sliding up her toned thighs, grinning at how little her short short hid. Her plump ass making the material swing far from.her legs. Then she turntd.to him, her full tits were firm melons in her tight tank top. His eyes.caught hers as sue spoke

" oh really? What movie?" He asked ashe stepped closer, his eyes darting down to the swell of cleavage exposed by the diving neckline.if jwr top. Then he turned and grabbed a few beers from the fridge

" mind if I watch with you?"

Celeste blushed dark red. "Ummm I was going to watch Zack and Miri, but we can watch something else if you'd like."

When she'd chosen that flick, she had expected to be watching it alone. Uncle Lance had the unrated version and she had not seen that. She was also becoming very aware of his eyes on her body. It was beginning to make her regret the change of clothing. He was her uncle, he shouldn't be looking at her like the big bad wolf.

"Hmmm, I don't know what movie that is. But I can think of something else I would rather watch" He told her as she headed for the media room of his sprawling cabin. He could not help but let his eyes be drawn to the swaying skirt, as her hips dipped with every step. How had he not realized how amazing she was? It must have been ll the older frumpy stuff she had been wearing, because what she was wearing made her impossible to ignore, adn it made him think of how long it had been since he had known the flesh of such an amazing example of all he craved in a woman.

Her full curves were obvious, and her tank top put them on a delicious display for him. As they entered the room they both wnet to the sofa and sat down.

"Hey, can you grab the remote" he asked gesturing to where it was n the floor in front f the tv.

Celeste gave her uncle a look that said he wasn't fooling anyone as she went to get the remote from the floor. "Zack and miri is a comedy about two friends who write and film a porn movie so they can pay the bills."

Instead of bending over as she was sure her uncle was hoping for, she knelt down and grabbed the remote and tossed it to her uncle before going to sit in the over stuffed chair. She couldn't believe the man was looking at her like that. Mentally she reminded herself to lock her bedroom door that night. She didn't think he would go to the physical but she didn't want him watching her like that, especially not when she was sleeping vulnerably in her bed.

He was a little disappointed when she knelt down, but he still cut n impressive profile when she did that

"people making a porno to pay the bills huh? Well I guess it cant be too bad then" he said with a chuckle as he grabbed one of the beers he had brought in. He opened it and tossed the amber fluid back down his open mouth, consuming about half a bottle in a single tilt. He grabbed the remote out of the air and changed the input

"Alright just rhow it in then" he told her as he looked over at her, she ahd sat down before putting the movie in. SHe was gonna have to get up adn do that too.

Celeste let out a huff of annoyance as she got up out of the chair and marched across the large room to put the DVD in the player. She had no idea that her ire only served to accentuate the sway of her hips as she moved. Nor did she realize that the edge of her skirt bounced with each step to reveal a small tantalizing curve of her bare buttocks.

Once the movie began to play it's previews she returned to the chair and kicked off her shoes, pulling her legs underneath of her as she allowed herself to relax and watch the movie, trying desperately to completely ignore her Uncle's presence in the room.

He smiled as her huffy attitude did nothing but le him catch glimpses of her swet ass as te skirt swayed so much it let the curve of her plump rump peek out from beneath the hem. Then she was soon back, but now in the chair, and the movie came on

For a good hour or so he watched the movie with her doing nothing but catching glimpses of her, then he ofered her a beer as he grabbed one for himself and sat back down, on he edge of the couch closest to her

"You know I always wndered if there was good money in that" he told her as he gestured to the people in th emovie making their own porn, then he looked at her and smiled, leaning loser without realizing it, he put a hand on her thigh

"Dont you think something like that would be fun?"