andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her last day of shoal. She was starting a new job on Mon and would be leaving for college in the fall. Despite being 19 yr old, unfortunately she looked like she was no more than 14. Not quite 5'tall and weighing about 90 #, she was the 2-dimensional miss in her category. Since her boobs were a spectacular 32a, nigh of the time she never bothered wearing a bra. What she did having going for her was her one of a variety personality and a grinning that would melt the glacial ice cap. Beautiful red haircloth down past her berm, dandy big sparkling blue eyes, and for being so little, she was always complimented on what a peachy ass she had.

For the next two calendar week she had the house to herself. Her parents had left this break of day for a bit honeymoon in capital of France. And for her graduation they had bought her a firebrand new Corvette which was sitting in the garage at household because she had gotten a ride to school this first light with her best acquaintance Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to fend for herself. Thus, the intellect she was sitting on the schoolhouse bus, trying to hide out from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A tardily afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with huge bolts of lightening, rain coming down in buckets and of track the bus had dropped her off 2 blocks from home. By the time she stepped on her nominal head porch she did n't have a dry smirch on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a s layer of skin and her brusque garden pink skirt clinging to every breaking ball of her body. Her red hair's-breadth matted to her face and her make up running everywhere.

'' What a have intercourse crappy day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the door key. Oh, bang, son-of-a-bitch, I left my know keys on the table this first light when Natalie called and said she would foot me up. How in the nooky am I going to get in the house ? ``

She ran around the house, yanking wildly at the garage door, kicking and screaming at the dorsum doorway and trying to drive assailable every window she could contact all the way around the sign. No luck.

The pouring rain was brutal and Ashley was cold, soaked to the bone 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 help 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 black hair and brown eyes. A self proclaimed ladies man who never married, but had respective women in his lifespan. He was in his downstairs office going over some business newspaper publisher and listened to the violent storm going on outside when his buzzer 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 sorry, dripping wet and crying.

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

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

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

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

Standing back and running his heart up and down her, able to see right through her silk blouse, her pap rock hard and standing up on her tiny chest like pencil erasers. Her dame clinging to her cute trivial ass like a glove.

Smiling 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 error. It 's not the end of the domain. Why do n't we get you out of these wet wearing apparel then try to fancy out how we 're going to get you in the house. It 's not that bad. You can send for your parents to see about a spare key. Come on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your clothes. okeh ? ``

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 way to change in. I do n't have many women 's clothes here since I 'm not married. But there are a few things in that closet. avail yourself to anything in there and I 'll fill you downstairs. Bring your clothes and I 'll get them dried for you and you can make that phone 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 things off, dropping them in a pile on the level, then opened the closet door, astonished at the beautiful matter she found inside. There were dozen of negligees, mostly diminished sizing like her. A few annulus 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 soundbox perfectly. Picking up a thin beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her self in the mirror covering one unharmed wall. She could see her intemperately tit through the thin blouse and her ass looked damn good in the skirt. Feeling well about herself, despite all her mischance today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her tiny ass, yanked on her nipples making them just a fiddling harder. Picking up her wet clothes, then remembering she had no panties on either since her 's were soaked. She took one last look 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 mind, but this is what I found to wear. ``

He laughed, `` Those are double-dyed for you. My niece was here this fountain and left those behind when she left. I was actually hoping you would pick out one of the beautiful wrapper. ``

Ashley 's expression turned XV dissimilar shades of red. `` Uh. Um. Really ? ``

'' I 'm just messing with you Ashley. The housecoat '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 electric cell earphone, he stepped out of the room and Ashley dialed, her brain running back to the beautiful peignoir 's upstairs and how they might feel on her naked body.

She sat on the storey, her legs crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glimpse of her bare kitty-cat under her very tiny 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 unornamented key but ca n't do 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 supporter until gran comes. So can I Bob ? Would you mind if I stayed here ? If I go to my Friend I wo n't make anything here to get into, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that water closet upstairs that fit me. ( her aspect turned deep red )

'' Young peeress, I would enjoy the company. Your welcome to remain if you want too. I have hundreds of movies on DVD, a broad motley of swallow, both alcohol and non intoxicant, your selection, and I would love to lodge pizza and plowshare it with you. I have n't had pizza in calendar month. And finally but certainly not to the lowest degree, I would love seeing you model some of those uh, um affair in the closet upstairs. If they look one-half as good on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a treat. ``

Ashley could experience her juices beginning to boil, her nipples harder than they have ever been, his eyes burning a hole in her very flimsy blouse.

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

He smiled and reached out to smoothen 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 monastic order that pizza pie, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll decree the pizza and you can go in the den and pick us out a couple of pic you 'd like to watch. Anything special you like to drink young lady ?

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

whistling to himself Bob dialed and ordered a large meat lovers pizza. He was indisputable Ashley would be a meat lover. Very sure. Mixing up a twirler of margaritas, he poured out 2 big specs and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the vast hatful of movies he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some ones he had way in the backbone of the locker, her doll rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her delicious, young, very bald-pated cunt from tush. His fat pecker throbbed.

'' Pizza should be here in 30 mo he told he ? Have you found anything you might want to see yet ? I know there 's a lot to go through, but you 'll get something I 'm for certain. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a little later tonight. ``

Ashley jumped, startled when he started talking. She had n't expected him back so soon. Leaning back, she tried yanking her bird down in back, and knew he had to have seen her puss from behind the way she was bent over. Her mind racing, she had found several triad XXX movies hidden way in the back. How would she tell him she wanted to see them ? Taking a deeply intimation she turned around, carrying her weft tightly in her arms and laid them out on a coffee tree table near where he stood.

'' Oh good, I hope you rank meat lovers. That 's my front-runner. I 've been a heart devotee as long as I can call back. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get adequate meat. I ca n't help it, I just love devouring marrow any way it 's served. That 's not eldritch or anything is it Bob ? ``

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

'' That sounds perfect Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of movies but am not quite sure what the deed of conveyance mean. This one says, `` teen Girls necessitate It trench. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean movie or something. And the title of respect of this one is `` Daddy Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't want his kids driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean right Bob ? ``

'' Ashley, I think you know exactly what the championship of those two movie mean do n't you young lady ? ``

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

'' And do you make out what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a sealed untried gentlewoman who is going to get a very, very skilful fucking tonight. Do you acknowledge who that young lady is Ashley ? ``

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

'' Our pizza should be here any minute now. Do n't you think it 's time to get well-heeled before we start eating and watching our movies ? '' There may be something in that upstairs closet you may care to err into. ``

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