andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her death day of school day. She was starting a new job on Monday and would be leaving for college in the fall. Despite being 19 age old, unfortunately she looked like she was no more than 14. Not quite 5'tall and weighing about 90 #, she was the flattest girl in her class. Since her boob were a spectacular 32a, most of the time she never bothered wearing a bra. What she did having going for her was her one of a form personality and a smiling that would mellow the diametric ice cap. Beautiful red hair down past her shoulder joint, bully big sparkling blue center, and for being so humble, she was always complimented on what a great ass she had.

For the succeeding two workweek she had the house to herself. Her parents had left this dayspring for a mo honeymoon in Paris. And for her commencement ceremony they had bought her a brand new Corvette which was sitting in the garage at house because she had gotten a ride to school day this dayspring with her right Friend Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to stand for herself. Thus, the ground she was sitting on the school bus, trying to hide from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these day.

A late afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with huge bolt of lightning of whitening, rainfall coming down in buckets and of path the bus had dropped her off 2 closure from dwelling house. By the time she stepped on her front line porch she did n't take a dry dapple on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a second level of hide and her scant pink skirt clinging to every breaking ball of her body. Her red hair matted to her face and her shuffling up running everywhere.

'' What a fucking rotten day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the door key. Oh, fuck, son-of-a-bitch, I left my have a go at it keys on the table this morning when Natalie called and said she would pick me up. How in the nooky am I going to get in the planetary house ? ``

She ran around the house, yanking wildly at the garage room access, kicking and screaming at the back door and trying to force open every window she could reach all the way around the house. No luck.

The pouring rain was savage and Ashley was cold, soaked to the pearl and madder than hell at herself. She had no other choice, she had to run next door to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could serve her out. He was nice enough, but hell, she did n't know him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.

Bob Hanson was 43, a self made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, muscular, coal blackamoor hair and brownish eyes. A self proclaimed madam man who never married, but had several woman in his sprightliness. He was in his downstairs office going over some business newspaper and listened to the wild violent storm going on outside when his doorbell rang.

'' Who the hell would be out on a day like this ringing doorbells, he thought ? '' When he opened his room access there stood his neighbor John Larson 's daughter Ashley, looking poor, dripping wet and crying.

'' Come on in you poor girl. What happened to you ? Slamming the doorway shut when she got inside, dripping water all over his newly carpeted introduction way.

'' Oh, Mr. Hanson, I locked myself out, tried all the door and windowpane and well, um, I do n't do it what to do, '' and she started balling like a baby.

'' Hey it 's okay, I 'll do what I can. Why cant you get in ? Where are your parents ? ``

'' They went to Paris and left me here because they thought I was mature enough to handle it, but stupid me left this morning and left all my keys laying on the kitchen table. Is that mature and responsible ? flavour at me, I 'm like a drowned rat. ``

Standing back and running his eyes up and down her, able to see right through her silk blouse, her tit shake hard and standing up on her midget chest like pencil erasers. Her skirt clinging to her cute fiddling ass like a glove.

smile and trying to hold back a chuckle, he lifted her chin, stared into her beautiful eyes and said, `` Hey it 'll be okay. We all make misunderstanding. It 's not the end of the world. Why do n't we get you out of these wet clothes then try to figure out how we 're going to get you in the star sign. It 's not that bad. You can call your parents to see about a give up key. Come on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your wearing apparel. okay ? ``

Ashley smiled meekly, shrugged her shoulders and answered him, `` Well I guess so. I still feel so obtuse. Thank you Mr. Hanson. ``

Putting his arm around her berm and leading her upstairs he told her, `` Please, call me Bob okay ? ``

'' Well, okay Bob. Thanks again. ``

'' You can use this room to change in. I do n't birth many cleaning lady 's wearing apparel here since I 'm not married. But there are a few things in that water closet. Help yourself to anything in there and I 'll suffer you downstairs. Bring your clothes and I 'll get them dried for you and you can pull in that telephone set yell. ``

'' Thanks again Mr. Hanson, uh, I mean thanks Bob. '' She watched him until he walked out and closed the door. She quickly stripped her wet affair off, dropping them in a pile on the floor, then opened the closet door, astonished at the beautiful things she found inside. There were lots of negligees, mostly small sizing like her. A few doll which she thumbed through looking at the sizes. Four or five blouses which she knew would all fit her. Finally settling on a tiny micro mini that fit her body perfectly. Picking up a slight beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her ego in the mirror covering one whole wall. She could see her hard nipple through the slight blouse and her ass looked damn adept in the skirt. Feeling honest about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her lilliputian ass, yanked on her tit making them just a short harder. Picking up her wet clothes, then remembering she had no scanty on either since her 's were soaked. She took one final looking in the mirror, smoothed out her wet pilus just a bit and headed back downstairs where Bob stood patiently waiting for her.

'' Thank you Bob. She handed him the dripping clothes then twirled around. I hope you do n't mind, but this is what I found to wear. ``

He laughed, `` Those are utter for you. My niece was here this spring and left those behind when she left. I was actually hoping you would cull out one of the beautiful negligees. ``

Ashley 's aspect turned fifteen unlike specter of red. `` Uh. Um. Really ? ``

'' I 'm just messing with you Ashley. The negligee 's belong to an old girl, who stops by every few months. Why do n't you call in your parents why I throw your thing in the dryer. ``

Handing her his cellular phone phone, he stepped out of the room and Ashley dialed, her mind running back to the beautiful negligee 's upstairs and how they might feel on her defenseless body.

She sat on the floor, her legs crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glimpse of her defenseless pussy under her very flyspeck skirt. Feeling his fat cock twitching he turned around, headed into the kitchen and Ashley followed him, plopping down on a faecal matter at the breakfast bar.

'' Mom called my grandma when I called her. She has a spare key but ca n't spend a penny it here until Monday. Mom said I could either ask you if I could stay here until then, or I could go to one of my friends until gran comes. So can I Bob ? Would you heed if I stayed here ? If I go to my champion I wo n't induce anything here to wear, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that closet upstairs that fit me. ( her font turned crimson )

'' Young lady, I would relish the fellowship. Your welcome to stay if you want too. I have C of movies on DVD, a wide variety of drunkenness, both alcohol and non alcohol, your choice, and I would have it off to order pizza and share it with you. I have n't had pizza in months. And last but certainly not least, I would love seeing you model some of those uh, um things in the closet upstairs. If they look half as good on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a dainty. ``

Ashley could experience her succus beginning to churn, her nipples harder than they have ever been, his eyes burning a mess in her very sparse blouse.

'' Thank you Bob. That 's very nice. I 'll stay. Thanks for having me. ``

He smiled and reached out to smooth her tomentum falling down into her human face. `` Oh, but I have n't had you yet. But I will Ashley, I surely will. '' Shall we rescript that pizza, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll order of magnitude the pizza and you can go in the den and pick us out a twain of film you 'd like to watch. Anything special you like to drink young lady ?

'' Pizza sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to toast, I 'll have what your having if that 's approve. I 'll go face through your movie and see you when you get there. You know what Bob ? I 'm glad I had such a disasterous day or I would birth never met you. Thanks for being so nice to me. It 's going to be unimaginable for me to ever pay you back for what you 're doing. ``

whistle to himself Bob dialed and ordered a declamatory meat devotee pizza. He was sure Ashley would be a essence lover. Very sure. Mixing up a pitcher of margaritas, he poured out 2 big glasses and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the huge smokestack of movies he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to arrive at for some ones he had way in the backbone of the cabinet, her annulus rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her delightful, Loretta Young, very bald cunt from keister. His fat cock throbbed.

'' pizza pie should be here in XXX minutes he told he ? Have you found anything you might want to see yet ? I know there 's a gang to go through, but you 'll rule something I 'm sure. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a piddling later tonight. ``

Ashley jumped, startled when he started talking. She had n't expected him back so soon. Leaning back, she tried yanking her annulus down in back, and knew he had to hold seen her pussy from behind the way she was bent over. Her mind racing, she had found several Triple XXX movies hidden way in the back. How would she evidence him she wanted to see them ? Taking a cryptical breath she turned around, carrying her picks tightly in her sleeve and laid them out on a coffee table near where he stood.

'' Oh soundly, I hope you ordered pith devotee. That 's my favorite. I 've been a meat devotee as long as I can call back. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get enough nub. I ca n't help it, I just love devouring meat any way it 's served. That 's not Weird or anything is it Bob ? ``

'' I 'll just say this Ashley, while you 're here with me I 'll stool sure you get all the meat you can handle. Does that sound thoroughly to you ? ``

'' That sounds perfect Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of movie but am not quite for sure what the title mean. This one says, `` teenager lady friend claim It deep. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean pic or something. And the title of this one is `` Daddy Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't need his small fry driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean right Bob ? ``

'' Ashley, I think you know exactly what the titles of those two movies mean do n't you Pres Young lady ? ``

'' Ummmm, yes Mr. Hanson. I do. ``

'' And do you know what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain young peeress who is going to get a very, very safe screwing tonight. Do you make out who that immature dame is Ashley ? ``

'' Uhhhh, Oh I certainly hope I know her. I hope that girl who is going to get her brain fucked out is me Mr. Hanson. ``

'' Our pizza pie should be here any second now. Do n't you think it 's metre to get comfortable before we start eating and watching our movies ? '' There may be something in that upstairs closet you may like to slip into. ``

'' Uh huh, I know I can ascertain something. I 'll be back Mr. Hanson. Do n't start without me. ''