andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her concluding day of schooling. She was starting a new job on Monday and would be leaving for college in the declivity. Despite being 19 long time old, unfortunately she looked like she was no Sir Thomas More than 14. Not quite 5'tall and weighing about 90 #, she was the flattest girl in her class. Since her pinhead were a striking 32a, most of the prison term she never bothered wearing a bra. What she did having going for her was her one of a sort personality and a smiling that would thaw the polar ice cap. Beautiful red hair down past her shoulders, great big scintillation blue eyes, and for being so small, she was always complimented on what a gravid ass she had.

For the next two weeks she had the menage to herself. Her parents had left this dawn for a second honeymoon in Paris. And for her graduation they had bought her a brand new Corvette which was sitting in the garage at menage because she had gotten a drive to school this morning with her best friend Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to resist for herself. Thus, the intellect she was sitting on the schooling bus, trying to cover from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A late afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with huge deadbolt of lightening, pelting coming down in buckets and of course of instruction the bus had dropped her off 2 blocks from home. By the prison term she stepped on her social movement porch she did n't have a dry spot on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a 2d stratum of hide and her shortsighted pinko skirt clinging to every curve of her soundbox. Her red tomentum matted to her typeface and her shuffle up running everywhere.

'' What a bed icky day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the doorway key. Oh, nooky, son-of-a-bitch, I left my fucking keys on the table this sunup when Natalie called and said she would pluck me up. How in the shag am I going to get in the house ? ``

She ran around the house, yanking wildly at the service department door, kicking and screaming at the binding door and trying to bear on heart-to-heart every window she could reach all the way around the house. No luck.

The pouring rain was unrelenting and Ashley was cold, soaked to the bone and madder than infernal region at herself. She had no early pick, she had to run next doorway to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could avail her out. He was skillful enough, but hell, she did n't bed him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.

Bob Hanson was 43, a self made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, muscular, coal black tomentum and brown eye. A self proclaimed noblewoman man who never married, but had respective charwoman in his life. He was in his downstairs role going over some patronage newspaper publisher and listened to the violent storm going on outside when his doorbell rang.

'' Who the hell would be out on a day like this resonance doorbells, he thought ? '' When he opened his doorway there stood his neighbour King John Larson 's daughter Ashley, looking pathetic, dripping wet and crying.

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

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

'' Hey it 's ok, I 'll do what I can. Why jargon 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 dazed me left this aurora and left all my keys laying on the kitchen table. Is that mature and responsible ? look at me, I 'm like a drowned rat. ``

Standing back and running his heart up and down her, capable to see right through her silk blouse, her tit rock hard and standing up on her diminutive chest like pencil erasers. Her doll clinging to her cute little ass like a baseball mitt.

Smiling and trying to hold back a chuckle, he lifted her Kuki, stared into her beautiful heart and said, `` Hey it 'll be okay. We all make misunderstanding. It 's not the end of the world. 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 house. It 's not that bad. You can promise your parents to see about a spare key. Come on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your clothes. Okay ? ``

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

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

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

'' You can use this room to modify in. I do n't have many charwoman 's dress here since I 'm not married. But there are a few affair in that wardrobe. Help yourself to anything in there and I 'll play you downstairs. get your clothes and I 'll get them dried for you and you can make that phone margin 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 things off, dropping them in a galvanic pile on the flooring, then opened the closet door, astonished at the beautiful things she found inside. There were scores of housecoat, mostly belittled sizes like her. A few skirts 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 body perfectly. Picking up a flimsy beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her ego in the mirror covering one hale rampart. She could see her hard nipples through the dilute blouse and her ass looked damn in effect in the chick. Feeling near about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her wench over her bantam ass, yanked on her nipples 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 end flavour 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 wearing apparel then twirled around. I hope you do n't heed, but this is what I found to jade. ``

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 neglige. ``

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

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

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

She sat on the floor, her wooden leg crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glance of her naked kitty under her very lilliputian 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 granny when I called her. She has a spare key but ca n't defecate it here until Mon. Mom said I could either ask you if I could stick here until then, or I could go to one of my friends until grandma comes. So can I Bob ? Would you 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 loo upstairs that fit me. ( her side turned crimson )

'' Edward Young lady, I would enjoy the company. Your welcome to stay if you want too. I have hundred of movies on DVD, a wide variety of drinks, both alcohol and non alcoholic drink, your choice, and I would screw to order pizza pie and share it with you. I have n't had pizza in months. And final 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 serious on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a dainty. ``

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

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

He smiled and reached out to polish her tomentum falling down into her face. `` Oh, but I have n't had you yet. But I will Ashley, I surely will. '' Shall we lodge that pizza, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll order the pizza and you can go in the den and pick us out a couplet of moving picture you 'd like to watch. Anything special you like to drink unseasoned lady ?

'' Pizza sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to imbibe, I 'll have what your having if that 's okay. I 'll go look 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 possess never met you. Thanks for being so courteous to me. It 's going to be out of the question for me to ever pay you back for what you 're doing. ``

whistle to himself Bob dialed and ordered a large sum lovers pizza. He was surely Ashley would be a nitty-gritty lover. 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 movies he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to hit for some ones he had way in the back of the storage locker, her dame rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her pleasant-tasting, young, very denudate cunt from behind. His fat putz 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 cluster 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 picayune by and by 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 pussy from behind the way she was bent over. Her mind racing, she had found respective Triple XXX movies hidden way in the backrest. How would she recount him she wanted to see them ? Taking a mysterious hint she turned around, carrying her pickax tightly in her weapon system and laid them out on a coffee bean table near where he stood.

'' Oh good, I hope you ordered core buff. That 's my favorite. I 've been a meat devotee as long as I can commend. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get enough meat. I ca n't serve it, I just eff 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 throw sure you get all the nub you can handle. Does that sound adept to you ? ``

'' That sounds pure 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 Girls consider It trench. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean moving-picture show or something. And the rubric of this one is `` daddy Does The drive ''. Huh, I guess he does n't require his kids driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean in good order Bob ? ``

'' Ashley, I think you know exactly what the deed of those two movies mean do n't you Young lady ? ``

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

'' And do you know what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain Whitney Young lady who is going to get a very, very good fucking tonight. Do you live who that young 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 minute 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 upstairs water closet you may like to slip into. ``

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