andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her last day of school. She was starting a new job on Mon 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 flattest miss in her class. Since her pinhead were a salient 32a, to the highest degree of the meter 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 pilus down past her shoulders, great big sparkling puritanical eyes, and for being so pocket-size, she was always complimented on what a great ass she had.

For the next two hebdomad she had the house to herself. Her parents had left this first light for a sec honeymoon in Paris. And for her commencement exercise they had bought her a brand new Corvette which was sitting in the garage at home because she had gotten a drive to schooling this break of day with her effective friend Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to fend for herself. Thus, the reason she was sitting on the school bus, trying to hide from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A belated afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with Brobdingnagian bolt of lightning of whitening, rainwater coming down in buckets and of track the bus had dropped her off 2 blocks from dwelling house. By the fourth dimension she stepped on her front porch she did n't have a dry billet on her. Her White person silk blouse sticking to her like a indorse layer of skin and her short pinko bird clinging to every curve of her trunk. Her red hairsbreadth matted to her face and her make up running everywhere.

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

She ran around the star sign, yanking wildly at the service department door, kicking and screaming at the back door and trying to push unresolved every windowpane she could give all the way around the theater. No luck.

The pouring rainwater was brutal and Ashley was cold, soaked to the ivory and madder than infernal region at herself. She had no other pick, she had to run next door to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could help her out. He was nice enough, but Inferno, she did n't cognise him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.

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

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

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

'' Oh, Mr. Hanson, I locked myself out, tried all the doors and window 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 jargon you get in ? Where are your parents ? ``

'' They went to Paris and left me here because they thought I was mature enough to wield it, but stupid me left this morning and left all my keys laying on the kitchen table. Is that mature and responsible ? spirit at me, I 'm like a drown rat. ``

Standing back and running his center up and down her, capable to see right through her silk blouse, her nipples rock hard and standing up on her lilliputian bureau like pencil erasers. Her doll clinging to her cunning little ass like a baseball 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 mistakes. It 's not the end of the cosmos. Why do n't we get you out of these wet dress then try to envision 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. Come on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your dress. okeh ? ``

Ashley smiled meekly, shrugged her shoulders and answered him, `` Well I guess so. I still feel so speechless. 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 elbow room to change in. I do n't birth many women 's clothes here since I 'm not married. But there are a few things in that closet. avail yourself to anything in there and I 'll meet you downstairs. lend your clothes and I 'll get them dried for you and you can make that phone outcry. ``

'' 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 things off, dropping them in a muckle on the floor, then opened the closet threshold, astonished at the beautiful affair she found inside. There were scores of wrapper, mostly little sizing 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 trunk perfectly. Picking up a thin beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her self in the mirror covering one whole wall. She could see her hard tit through the dilute blouse and her ass looked damn respectable in the skirt. Feeling undecomposed about herself, despite all her mischance today, she smiled, smoothed her bird over her flyspeck 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 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 drippage dress then twirled around. I hope you do n't heed, 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 piece out one of the beautiful wrapper. ``

Ashley 's side turned fifteen different 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 months. 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 brain running back to the beautiful negligee 's upstairs and how they might experience on her au naturel body.

She sat on the floor, her legs crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glimpse of her naked pussy under her very tiny chick. Feeling his fat cock twitching he turned around, headed into the kitchen and Ashley followed him, plopping down on a throne 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 Mon. Mom said I could either ask you if I could quell 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 hold anything here to wear, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that closet upstairs that fit me. ( her face turned deep red )

'' Pres Young lady, I would love the caller. Your welcome to stay if you want too. I have one C of movies on DVD, a wide variety of drinks, both alcohol and non alcohol, your choice, and I would hump to club pizza pie and share it with you. I have n't had pizza in months. And last but certainly not least, I would have it away seeing you model some of those uh, um things in the closet upstairs. If they look half as good on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a delicacy. ``

Ashley could experience her succus beginning to moil, her nipples backbreaking than they have ever been, his optic burning a pickle in her very thin blouse.

'' Thank you Bob. That 's very nice. 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 decree that pizza, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll fiat the pizza and you can go in the den and piece us out a dyad of picture you 'd like to watch. Anything extra you like to imbibe young lady ?

'' pizza pie sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to drink, I 'll induce what your having if that 's okeh. I 'll go see through your film and see you when you get there. You know what Bob ? I 'm gladiola 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 impossible for me to ever pay you back for what you 're doing. ``

Whistling to himself Bob dialed and ordered a turgid core lover pizza. He was sure Ashley would be a meat lover. Very certainly. Mixing up a pitcher of margaritas, he poured out 2 big deoxyephedrine and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the huge stack of movies he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some ones he had way in the vertebral column of the cabinet, her dame rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her toothsome, young, very denuded cunt from derriere. His fat tool throbbed.

'' Pizza should be here in 30 min 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 certainly. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a piddling posterior 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 feature seen her puss from behind the way she was bent over. Her judgment racing, she had found several triad XXX motion picture hidden way in the dorsum. How would she distinguish him she wanted to see them ? Taking a recondite breathing place she turned around, carrying her selection tightly in her arms and laid them out on a coffee table near where he stood.

'' Oh good, I hope you ordered meat lovers. That 's my preferred. I 've been a nub lover as long as I can retrieve. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get decent meat. I ca n't help 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 nominate trusted you get all the centre you can wield. Does that sound commodity to you ? ``

'' That sounds perfect Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a duad of movies but am not quite indisputable what the titles mean. This one says, `` Teen female child Take It trench. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean picture or something. And the title of this one is `` pappa Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't need his kids driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean the right way Bob ? ``

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

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

'' And do you cognise what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain Pres Young lady who is going to get a very, very thoroughly fucking tonight. Do you recognise who that new lady is Ashley ? ``

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

'' Our pizza should be here any minute of arc now. Do n't you think it 's clip to get well-fixed before we start eating and watching our movies ? '' There may be something in that upstairs loo you may like to slip into. ``

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