andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her last day of school. She was starting a new job on Monday and would be leaving for college in the spill. Despite being 19 years 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 time she never bothered wearing a bra. What she did having going for her was her one of a variety personality and a smile that would fade the polar ice cap. Beautiful red hair down past her shoulders, great big scintillation blue center, and for being so small, she was always complimented on what a bang-up ass she had.

For the next two weeks she had the business firm to herself. Her parents had left this morning for a endorsement honeymoon in Paris. And for her commencement they had bought her a make new Corvette which was sitting in the garage at home because she had gotten a ride to schooling this morning with her unspoilt admirer 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 late good afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with vast dash of whitening, rain coming down in buckets and of course of study the bus had dropped her off 2 blocks from home plate. By the meter she stepped on her front porch she did n't have a dry slur on her. Her egg white silk blouse sticking to her like a endorsement layer of cutis and her light garden pink skirt clinging to every bender of her body. Her red pilus matted to her face and her make up running everywhere.

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

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

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

Bob Hanson was 43, a self made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, hefty, coal black hairsbreadth and chocolate-brown oculus. A ego proclaim noblewoman man who never married, but had several woman in his life. He was in his downstairs office going over some business newspaper and listened to the crimson tempest going on outside when his doorbell rang.

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

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

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

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

'' They went to capital of France 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 creditworthy ? expression at me, I 'm like a swim rat. ``

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

smile and trying to hold back a chortle, he lifted her Chin, stared into her beautiful middle and said, `` Hey it 'll be okay. We all make mistake. It 's not the end of the humanity. Why do n't we get you out of these wet apparel then try to visualise out how we 're going to get you in the household. It 's not that bad. You can call your parents to see about a superfluous key. seed on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your clothes. Okay ? ``

Ashley smiled meekly, shrugged her berm 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 ? ``

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

'' You can use this room to shift in. I do n't have many women 's dress here since I 'm not married. But there are a few matter in that closet. Help yourself to anything in there and I 'll meet you downstairs. work your clothes and I 'll get them dried for you and you can lay down that phone call. ``

'' 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 matter off, dropping them in a flock on the floor, then opened the water closet room access, astonished at the beautiful things she found inside. There were dozens of negligee, mostly small sizes like her. A few skirts which she thumbed through looking at the size of it. Four or five blouses which she knew would all fit her. Finally settling on a tiny micro mini that fit her consistence perfectly. Picking up a thin beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her self in the mirror covering one wholly wall. She could see her concentrated nipple through the thin blouse and her ass looked damn dear in the skirt. Feeling safe about herself, despite all her misadventure today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her diminutive ass, yanked on her nipples making them just a small 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 drip clothes then twirled around. I hope you do n't mind, but this is what I found to hold out. ``

He laughed, `` Those are perfective tense for you. My niece was here this springiness and left those behind when she left. I was actually hoping you would break up out one of the beautiful negligees. ``

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

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

Handing her his cellphone headphone, he stepped out of the room and Ashley dialed, her psyche running back to the beautiful negligee 's upstairs and how they might palpate on her naked body.

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

'' Mom called my granny when I called her. She has a spare 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 gran comes. So can I Bob ? Would you heed if I stayed here ? If I go to my friends I wo n't have anything here to fag out, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are thing in that wardrobe upstairs that fit me. ( her fount turned crimson )

'' Young lady, I would enjoy the company. Your welcome to last out if you want too. I have hundreds of picture on DVD, a wide potpourri of beverage, both intoxicant and non alcoholic drink, your alternative, and I would bang to order pizza pie and part it with you. I have n't had pizza in months. And close but certainly not least, I would hump seeing you model some of those uh, um thing in the press upstairs. If they look one-half as in force on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a dainty. ``

Ashley could feel her juice beginning to boil, her nipples unvoiced than they have ever been, his eyes burning a hole in her very thinly blouse.

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

He smiled and reached out to smooth her hair falling down into her brass. `` 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 order the pizza pie and you can go in the den and pick us out a couple of picture show you 'd like to keep an eye on. Anything peculiar you like to pledge Whitney Moore Young Jr. noblewoman ?

'' pizza pie sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to pledge, I 'll have what your having if that 's okay. I 'll go look through your picture and see you when you get there. You know what Bob ? I 'm beaming I had such a disasterous day or I would induce 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 magnanimous kernel fan pizza. He was trusted Ashley would be a meat fan. Very certain. Mixing up a pitcher of margaritas, he poured out 2 big glasses and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the immense stack of movies he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some ones he had way in the backbone of the cabinet, her dame rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her delicious, young, very bald-headed cunt from rump. His fat cock throbbed.

'' Pizza should be here in thirty minutes 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 rule something I 'm sure. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a footling later tonight. ``

Ashley jumped, startled when he started talking. She had n't expected him back so soon. Leaning back, she tried yanking her skirt down in back, and knew he had to have seen her kitty-cat from behind the way she was bent over. Her mind racing, she had found various trio XXX motion picture hidden way in the dorsum. How would she secern him she wanted to see them ? Taking a mystifying breath she turned around, carrying her choice tightly in her arms and laid them out on a coffee table near where he stood.

'' Oh commodity, I hope you ordered heart lover. That 's my deary. I 've been a meat lover as long as I can recall. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get enough meat. I ca n't aid it, I just love devouring meat 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 make sure you get all the gist you can deal. Does that sound good to you ? ``

'' That sounds consummate Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of movies but am not quite certainly what the titles mean. This one says, `` teenager Girls Take It Deep. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean moving-picture show or something. And the title of this one is `` Daddy Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't want his tike driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean right Bob ? ``

'' Ashley, I think you know exactly what the form of address of those two movies mean do n't you Whitney Moore Young Jr. madam ? ``

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

'' And do you know what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain young ma'am who is going to get a very, very good fuck tonight. Do you know who that Cy Young lady is Ashley ? ``

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

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

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