andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her last day of school. She was starting a new job on Mon and would be leaving for college in the pin. Despite being 19 old 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 boobs were a spectacular 32a, most of the sentence she never bothered wearing a bra. What she did having going for her was her one of a kind personality and a smile that would melt the polar ice cap. Beautiful red hairsbreadth down past her shoulder, keen big sparkling Amytal eyes, and for being so small, she was always complimented on what a great ass she had.

For the succeeding two workweek she had the theatre to herself. Her parents had left this morn for a second honeymoon in French capital. 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 this morning with her best friend Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to fend for herself. Thus, the reason she was sitting on the schoolhouse bus, trying to hide from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A later afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with huge dash of lightening, rainfall coming down in buckets and of course the bus had dropped her off 2 block from house. By the prison term she stepped on her front line porch she did n't birth a dry spot on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a second layer of cutis and her short pink skirt clinging to every curve of her organic structure. Her red hair matted to her face and her shuffle up running everywhere.

'' What a fucking shitty day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the door key. Oh, fuck, son-of-a-bitch, I left my fucking paint on the board this morning when Natalie called and said she would pick me up. How in the fuck am I going to get in the sign ? ``

She ran around the house, yanking wildly at the service department doorway, kicking and screaming at the backwards doorway and trying to push opened every windowpane she could touch all the way around the theater. No luck.

The pouring rainwater was brutal and Ashley was frigid, soaked to the bone and Rubia tinctorum than hell at herself. She had no other choice, she had to run succeeding door to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could help her out. He was nice enough, but infernal region, she did n't do it him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.

Bob Hanson was 43, a ego made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, brawny, coal contraband fuzz and browned oculus. A self proclaimed ladies man who never married, but had several women in his life history. He was in his downstairs authority going over some business papers and listened to the violent storm going on outside when his bell rang.

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

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

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

'' Hey it 's hunky-dory, I 'll do what I can. Why bevel you get in ? Where are your parents ? ``

'' They went to Paris and left me here because they thought I was mature adequate to wield it, but stupe me left this morning and left all my cay laying on the kitchen table. Is that mature and responsible ? face at me, I 'm like a submerge rat. ``

Standing back and running his eyes up and down her, able to see right through her silk blouse, her mamilla rock hard and standing up on her tiny chest like pencil erasers. Her skirt clinging to her cute little ass like a baseball mitt.

Smiling and trying to moderate back a chuckle, he lifted her Kuki-Chin, stared into her beautiful eyes and said, `` Hey it 'll be okay. We all make error. It 's not the end of the globe. Why do n't we get you out of these wet apparel then try to figure out how we 're going to get you in the theater. It 's not that bad. You can call your parents to see about a spare key. semen on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your clothes. Okay ? ``

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

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

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

'' You can use this room to shift in. I do n't deliver many women 's clothes here since I 'm not married. But there are a few things in that closet. serve yourself to anything in there and I 'll meet you downstairs. institute your apparel and I 'll get them dried for you and you can make that earphone call. ``

'' Thanks again Mr. Hanson, uh, I mean thanks Bob. '' She watched him until he walked out and closed the doorway. She quickly stripped her wet things off, dropping them in a pile on the floor, then opened the closet door, astonished at the beautiful matter she found inside. There were twelve of peignoir, mostly pocket-size size like her. A few skirt which she thumbed through looking at the sizing. 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 thin beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her self in the mirror covering one whole paries. She could see her hard pap through the melt off blouse and her ass looked damn good in the skirt. Feeling safe about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her lilliputian ass, yanked on her nipple making them just a little harder. Picking up her wet clothes, then remembering she had no panties on either since her 's were soaked. She took one last face in the mirror, smoothed out her wet hair 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 take care, but this is what I found to wear. ``

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

Ashley 's face turned fifteen different shades of red. `` Uh. Um. Really ? ``

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

Handing her his cell phone, he stepped out of the room and Ashley dialed, her judgement running back to the beautiful wrapper 's upstairs and how they might feel on her naked body.

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

'' Mom called my grandma when I called her. She has a spare part key but ca n't make 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 grandma comes. So can I Bob ? Would you bear in mind if I stayed here ? If I go to my Quaker I wo n't have got anything here to wear, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are affair in that closet upstairs that fit me. ( her human face turned crimson )

'' Young Lady, I would savour the company. Your welcome to continue if you want too. I have hundreds of movies on DVD, a panoptic sort of drinkable, both alcohol and non intoxicant, your choice, and I would lie with to ordination pizza and part it with you. I have n't had pizza in month. And concluding but certainly not least, I would hump seeing you model some of those uh, um affair in the closet upstairs. If they look half as good on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a kickshaw. ``

Ashley could find her juice beginning to boil, her nipples harder than they have ever been, his eyes burning a hole in her very thin blouse.

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

He smiled and reached out to smooth her hair falling down into her face. `` Oh, but I have n't had you yet. But I will Ashley, I surely will. '' Shall we edict that pizza, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll social club the pizza pie and you can go in the den and pick us out a yoke of moving-picture show you 'd like to determine. Anything special you like to drink young lady ?

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

Whistling to himself Bob dialed and ordered a great meat lovers pizza. He was for sure Ashley would be a essence lover. Very surely. Mixing up a pitcher of margaritas, he poured out 2 big glasses and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the huge pot of moving picture he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some one he had way in the backrest of the cabinet, her skirt rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her toothsome, young, very barefaced cunt from keister. His fat cock throbbed.

'' Pizza should be here in XXX minutes he told he ? Have you found anything you might desire to see yet ? I know there 's a bunch to go through, but you 'll regain something I 'm trusted. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a small late 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 have seen her pussy from behind the way she was bent grass over. Her nous racing, she had found several three-base hit XXX movies hidden way in the backrest. How would she tell him she wanted to see them ? Taking a deep breath she turned around, carrying her woof tightly in her weapon system and laid them out on a coffee table near where he stood.

'' Oh serious, I hope you ordered substance lovers. That 's my favorite. I 've been a centre devotee as long as I can remember. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get decent meat. I ca n't serve it, I just love devouring centre any way it 's served. That 's not unearthly or anything is it Bob ? ``

'' I 'll just say this Ashley, while you 're here with me I 'll take a crap sure you get all the sum you can handle. Does that sound estimable to you ? ``

'' That sounds perfect Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of picture but am not quite sure what the titles mean. This one says, `` Teen girl Take It deep. '' It sounds like a swim in the ocean motion picture or something. And the title of this one is `` Daddy Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't require his Kyd driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean right-hand Bob ? ``

'' Ashley, I think you know exactly what the titles of those two movies mean do n't you Danton True Young ma'am ? ``

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

'' And do you know what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain young madam who is going to get a very, very thoroughly fucking tonight. Do you know who that youth lady is Ashley ? ``

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

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

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