andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her death day of school. She was starting a new job on Monday 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 mat fille in her class. Since her boobs were a spectacular 32a, to the highest degree of the time 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 run the polar ice cap. Beautiful red hair down past her shoulders, great big sparkling blue angel optic, and for being so low, she was always complimented on what a great ass she had.

For the next two week she had the house to herself. Her parents had left this break of day for a second honeymoon in Paris. And for her graduation they had bought her a steel new Corvette which was sitting in the service department at domicile because she had gotten a ride to school this daybreak with her best friend Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to fend for herself. Thus, the reason she was sitting on the school bus, trying to cover from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A belated good afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with immense bolt of lightning of lightening, rain coming down in buckets and of row the bus had dropped her off 2 auction block from rest home. By the prison term she stepped on her front porch she did n't get a dry spot on her. Her Caucasian silk blouse sticking to her like a second stratum of skin and her short pink skirt clinging to every curved shape of her body. Her red pilus matted to her cheek and her make up running everywhere.

'' What a lie with lousy day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the threshold key. Oh, fuck, son-of-a-bitch, I left my fucking Florida key on the board this morning when Natalie called and said she would nibble me up. How in the shag am I going to get in the business firm ? ``

She ran around the house, yanking wildly at the garage doorway, kicking and screaming at the endorse threshold and trying to promote open every window she could reach all the way around the house. No luck.

The pouring pelting was brutal and Ashley was stale, soaked to the os and Rubia tinctorum than pit at herself. She had no other choice, she had to run next room access to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could avail 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 ego made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, muscular, coal black hairsbreadth and Brown University eyes. A self proclaimed ladies man who never married, but had respective charwoman in his life. 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 the pits would be out on a day like this ringing doorbells, he thought ? '' When he opened his doorway there stood his neighbor John Larson 's daughter Ashley, looking poor, dripping wet and crying.

'' Come on in you poor people girl. 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 capital of France and left me here because they thought I was mature sufficiency to deal it, but pudden-head me left this morning and left all my tonality laying on the kitchen board. Is that mature and responsible ? look at me, I 'm like a drowned rat. ``

Standing back and running his optic up and down her, capable to see right through her silk blouse, her nipples rock hard and standing up on her midget bureau like pencil erasers. Her skirt clinging to her cute petty ass like a boxing glove.

grin and trying to hold back a chortle, 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 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 squall your parents to see about a trim key. seed on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your apparel. Okay ? ``

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

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

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

'' You can use this room to change in. I do n't have many char 's wearing apparel here since I 'm not married. But there are a few things in that press. 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 phone call. ``

'' Thanks again Mr. Hanson, uh, I mean thanks Bob. '' She watched him until he walked out and closed the room access. She quickly stripped her wet affair off, dropping them in a pile on the floor, then opened the closet door, astonished at the beautiful matter she found inside. There were dozens of negligees, mostly small sizes like her. A few bird 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 thin out beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her self in the mirror covering one unscathed wall. She could see her intemperately tit through the thin blouse and her ass looked damn secure in the chick. Feeling good about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her doll over her flyspeck 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 stopping point 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 dress then twirled around. I hope you do n't mind, but this is what I found to wear. ``

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 clean out one of the beautiful negligees. ``

Ashley 's aspect turned XV unlike 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 month. Why do n't you scream your parents why I throw your things in the dryer. ``

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

She sat on the floor, her branch crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glance of her naked pussy under her very lilliputian chick. Feeling his fat turncock 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 friends until nanna comes. So can I Bob ? Would you bear in mind if I stayed here ? If I go to my friends I wo n't give anything here to tire out, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that closet upstairs that fit me. ( her face turned crimson )

'' Young lady, I would love the company. Your welcome to quell if you want too. I have hundreds of movies on DVD, a all-embracing kind of boozing, both alcohol and non alcoholic drink, your choice, and I would sleep together to rescript pizza and share it with you. I have n't had pizza in months. And last but certainly not least, I would know seeing you model some of those uh, um things in the loo upstairs. If they look half as effective on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a treat. ``

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

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

He smiled and reached out to smooth 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 fiat that pizza, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll club the pizza and you can go in the den and clean us out a mates of moving picture you 'd like to watch. Anything special you like to drink unseasoned peeress ?

'' Pizza sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to booze, I 'll have what your having if that 's okay. I 'll go search through your moving-picture show and see you when you get there. You know what Bob ? I 'm glad I had such a disasterous day or I would have never met you. Thanks for being so nice to me. It 's going to be inconceivable for me to ever pay you back for what you 're doing. ``

whistle to himself Bob dialed and ordered a large meat lover pizza. He was sure Ashley would be a meat lover. Very surely. Mixing up a pitcher of margaritas, he poured out 2 big glasses and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the vast deal of movies he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach out for some ones he had way in the book binding of the storage locker, her chick rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her delicious, young, very denudate cunt from behind. His fat cock throbbed.

'' Pizza should be here in thirty minutes he told he ? Have you found anything you might desire 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 little late 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 pussy from behind the way she was bent over. Her judgement racing, she had found several triple XXX movie hidden way in the back. How would she evidence him she wanted to see them ? Taking a oceanic abyss breath she turned around, carrying her picks tightly in her munition and laid them out on a coffee berry table near where he stood.

'' Oh good, I hope you regularise meat lovers. That 's my favorite. I 've been a meat buff as long as I can remember. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get enough center. I ca n't help it, I just love devouring marrow 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 make surely you get all the nub you can treat. Does that go honest to you ? ``

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

'' Ashley, I think you know exactly what the titles of those two movies mean do n't you vernal gentlewoman ? ``

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

'' And do you hump what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a sealed Brigham Young lady who is going to get a very, very good fucking tonight. Do you know who that young gentlewoman 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 comfortable before we start eating and watching our movies ? '' There may be something in that on a higher floor closet you may like to skid into. ``

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