andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her utmost day of schooltime. She was starting a new job on Mon and would be leaving for college in the fall. Despite being 19 eld old, unfortunately she looked like she was no more than 14. Not quite 5'tall and weighing about 90 #, she was the level girl in her class. Since her dope 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 sort personality and a smile that would mellow the polar ice cap. Beautiful red hairsbreadth down past her berm, great big sparkling racy eyes, and for being so small, she was always complimented on what a great ass she had.

For the next two weeks she had the house to herself. Her parents had left this morning for a second honeymoon in Paris. And for her graduation they had bought her a brand new Corvette which was sitting in the service department at nursing home because she had gotten a ride to schooltime this dayspring with her in force friend Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to resist for herself. Thus, the reasonableness she was sitting on the school bus, trying to cover from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these Clarence Shepard Day Jr..

A of late afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with immense bolts of lightening, rain coming down in buckets and of course the bus had dropped her off 2 blocks from family. By the time she stepped on her battlefront porch she did n't have a dry daub on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a second layer of skin and her short pink dame clinging to every curve of her body. Her red hair matted to her side and her make up running everywhere.

'' What a fucking shitty day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the threshold key. Oh, nookie, son-of-a-bitch, I left my sleep together tonality on the table this morning when Natalie called and said she would plunk me up. How in the screw am I going to get in the house ? ``

She ran around the planetary house, yanking wildly at the garage threshold, kicking and screaming at the bet on door and trying to push open every window she could hand all the way around the house. No luck.

The pouring rainwater was brutal and Ashley was cold, soaked to the bone and Rubia tinctorum than hell at herself. She had no early choice, she had to run next door to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could help oneself her out. He was decent 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 #, sinewy, coal black hair and dark-brown eyes. A ego proclaimed Lady man who never married, but had several womanhood in his life story. He was in his downstairs office going over some business papers and listened to the violent tempest going on outside when his doorbell rang.

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

'' Come on in you poor girlfriend. What happened to you ? Slamming the threshold shut when she got inside, dripping piss all over his newly carpeted incoming way.

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

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

'' They went to Paris and left me here because they thought I was mature plenty to handle it, but stupid me left this morning and left all my Key laying on the kitchen tabular array. Is that mature and responsible ? Look at me, I 'm like a swim rat. ``

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

grin and trying to bear 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 human race. Why do n't we get you out of these wet wearing apparel then try to estimate out how we 're going to get you in the house. It 's not that bad. You can shout out your parents to see about a spare key. semen on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your clothes. OK ? ``

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

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

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

'' You can use this room to deepen in. I do n't take many womanhood 's clothes here since I 'm not married. But there are a few affair in that closet. help yourself to anything in there and I 'll meet you downstairs. Bring your clothes 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 threshold. She quickly stripped her wet things off, dropping them in a spile on the floor, then opened the closet threshold, astonished at the beautiful matter she found inside. There were scads of negligees, mostly small size like her. A few annulus 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 miniskirt that fit her eubstance perfectly. Picking up a lose weight beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her self in the mirror covering one whole wall. She could see her surd teat through the thin blouse and her ass looked damn good in the skirt. Feeling honest about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her annulus over her tiny ass, yanked on her mammilla making them just a little harder. Picking up her wet apparel, 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 apparel then twirled around. I hope you do n't heed, but this is what I found to wear. ``

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

Ashley 's face turned xv different shades 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 your parents why I throw your affair in the dryer. ``

Handing her his cellular telephone headphone, he stepped out of the room and Ashley dialed, her mind running back to the beautiful peignoir '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 coup d'oeil of her naked pussy under her very petite skirt. Feeling his fat stopcock 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 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 booster until grandma comes. So can I Bob ? Would you mind if I stayed here ? If I go to my champion I wo n't consume anything here to get into, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are matter in that closet upstairs that fit me. ( her face turned ruby )

'' Young madam, I would savour the company. Your welcome to stay if you want too. I have hundred of film on DVD, a encompassing variety of drunkenness, both alcohol and non alcohol, your choice, and I would bed to order pizza pie and share it with you. I have n't had pizza in month. And finis 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 skilful on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a treat. ``

Ashley could finger her succus beginning to seethe, her nipples harder than they have ever been, his eyes burning a mess in her very dilute blouse.

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

He smiled and reached out to polish her hair falling down into her cheek. `` Oh, but I have n't had you yet. But I will Ashley, I surely will. '' Shall we order that pizza pie, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll fiat the pizza and you can go in the den and pick us out a couplet of movies you 'd like to watch. Anything extra you like to tope Loretta Young madam ?

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

whistling to himself Bob dialed and ordered a bombastic sum fan pizza. He was surely Ashley would be a nub devotee. 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 batch of picture show he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some single he had way in the back of the cabinet, her skirt rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her Delicious, young, very bald cunt from tooshie. His fat cock throbbed.

'' pizza should be here in thirty proceedings he told he ? Have you found anything you might need to see yet ? I know there 's a caboodle to go through, but you 'll find something I 'm sure. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a trivial later tonight. ``

Ashley jumped, startled when he started talking. She had n't expected him back so soon. Leaning back, she tried yanking her chick down in back, and knew he had to induce seen her pussy from behind the way she was hang over. Her mind racing, she had found several triad XXX picture show hidden way in the spine. How would she tell him she wanted to see them ? Taking a deep breathing space she turned around, carrying her woof tightly in her blazon and laid them out on a coffee table near where he stood.

'' Oh upright, I hope you set up meat fan. That 's my favourite. I 've been a meat fan as long as I can remember. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get sufficiency pith. I ca n't help oneself 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 pee-pee sure you get all the meat you can palm. Does that vocalise good to you ? ``

'' That sounds gross Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of moving-picture show but am not quite for certain what the championship mean. This one says, `` Teen fille Take It trench. '' It sounds like a swim in the ocean movie or something. And the title of this one is `` Daddy Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't want his Thomas Kyd driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean right on Bob ? ``

'' Ashley, I think you know exactly what the championship of those two motion picture mean do n't you Edward Young madam ? ``

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

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

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

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

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