andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her finale day of school. She was starting a new job on Monday and would be leaving for college in the nightfall. Despite being 19 year old, unfortunately she looked like she was no more than 14. Not quite 5'tall and weighing about 90 #, she was the two-dimensional girl in her category. Since her tit were a spectacular 32a, most of the prison term 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 tomentum down past her shoulders, neat big sparkling blue center, and for being so pocket-size, she was always complimented on what a cracking ass she had.

For the next two weeks she had the house to herself. Her parents had left this break of the day for a second honeymoon in Paris. And for her gradation they had bought her a firebrand new Corvette which was sitting in the garage at home 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 reasonableness she was sitting on the school bus, trying to shroud from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A deep afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with Brobdingnagian bolt of lightning of lightening, rain coming down in bucketful and of course the bus had dropped her off 2 blocks from home. By the clock time she stepped on her front porch she did n't have a dry spot on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a second level of skin and her dead pink wench clinging to every curve of her soundbox. Her red hair matted to her face and her brand up running everywhere.

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

She ran around the house, yanking wildly at the garage room access, kicking and screaming at the indorse room access and trying to push open every windowpane she could reach all the way around the business firm. No luck.

The pouring rain was brutal and Ashley was common cold, soaked to the bone and madder than hell at herself. She had no early choice, she had to run next room access to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could help her out. He was gracious enough, but hell, she did n't screw him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.

Bob Hanson was 43, a self made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, mesomorphic, coal black haircloth and brown eyes. A self proclaimed ladies man who never married, but had several char in his life. He was in his downstairs office going over some business papers and listened to the violent storm going on outside when his doorbell rang.

'' Who the Scheol 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 pathetic, dripping wet and crying.

'' Come on in you poor fille. What happened to you ? Slamming the doorway shut when she got inside, dripping water 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 know 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 stupefied me left this first light and left all my Florida key laying on the kitchen table. Is that mature and responsible for ? expression at me, I 'm like a drowned rat. ``

Standing back and running his eyes up and down her, capable to see right through her silk blouse, her mamilla sway hard and standing up on her diminutive chest like pencil erasers. Her skirt clinging to her cute picayune 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 mistake. It 's not the end of the human race. 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 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 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 articulatio humeri and leading her upstairs he told her, `` Please, visit me Bob okay ? ``

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

'' You can use this room to alter in. I do n't have many women 's dress here since I 'm not married. But there are a few thing in that press. Help yourself to anything in there and I 'll run across you downstairs. Bring your clothes and I 'll get them dried for you and you can make that telephone set vociferation. ``

'' 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 cumulation on the story, then opened the W.C. door, astonished at the beautiful things she found inside. There were dozens of negligee, mostly small sizes 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 slender beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her ego in the mirror covering one unharmed wall. She could see her grueling nipples through the slender blouse and her ass looked damn good in the skirt. Feeling good about herself, despite all her mischance today, she smiled, smoothed her annulus over her petite ass, yanked on her nipples making them just a slight harder. Picking up her wet apparel, then remembering she had no panties on either since her 's were soaked. She took one net 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 listen, but this is what I found to tire. ``

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

Ashley 's aspect turned fifteen different 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 phone your parents why I throw your things in the dryer. ``

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

She sat on the trading floor, her stage crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a coup d'oeil of her naked pussy 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 unembellished 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 friends I wo n't have anything here to wear, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that closet upstairs that fit me. ( her face turned crimson )

'' Loretta Young lady, I would savour the party. Your welcome to stay if you want too. I have hundreds of moving-picture show on DVD, a wide multifariousness of drinks, both inebriant and non alcohol, your option, and I would love to fiat pizza and parcel 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 affair in the W.C. upstairs. If they look one-half as good on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a delicacy. ``

Ashley could feel her juices beginning to boil, her nipples laborious than they have ever been, his eyes burning a hole in her very thin blouse.

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

He smiled and reached out to polish her haircloth 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 order the pizza and you can go in the den and pick us out a dyad of movies you 'd wish to watch over. Anything especial you like to toast Edward Young lady ?

'' pizza pie sounds delectable Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to fuddle, I 'll have what your having if that 's okay. I 'll go take care through your film and see you when you get there. You know what Bob ? I 'm glad I had such a disasterous day or I would stimulate 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 large meat lover pizza. He was for sure Ashley would be a heart and soul buff. Very for sure. Mixing up a pitcher of margaritas, he poured out 2 big glasses and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the huge stack of picture show he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to extend to for some ones he had way in the rachis of the locker, her skirt rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her delicious, untried, very bald-pated snatch from behind. His fat cock throbbed.

'' Pizza should be here in XXX moment he told he ? Have you found anything you might want to see yet ? I know there 's a bunch to go through, but you 'll find something I 'm surely. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a minuscule afterward 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 bear seen her pussy from behind the way she was knack over. Her mind racing, she had found several Triple XXX movies hidden way in the rear. How would she distinguish him she wanted to see them ? Taking a deep breath she turned around, carrying her picks tightly in her weaponry and laid them out on a coffee board near where he stood.

'' Oh undecomposed, I hope you tell kernel lover. That 's my ducky. I 've been a heart lover as long as I can think. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get sufficiency meat. I ca n't help it, I just love devouring meat any way it 's served. That 's not Wyrd or anything is it Bob ? ``

'' I 'll just say this Ashley, while you 're here with me I 'll clear certainly you get all the pith you can palm. Does that sound good to you ? ``

'' That sounds double-dyed Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of movies but am not quite sure what the form of address mean. This one says, `` Teen girl look at It deep. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean flick or something. And the claim of this one is `` pa 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 title of those two moving picture mean do n't you Pres Young lady ? ``

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

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

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

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

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