andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her last day of schooling. She was starting a new job on Mon and would be leaving for college in the fall. Despite being 19 years 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 boobs were a dramatic 32a, most of the fourth dimension she never bothered wearing a bra. What she did having going for her was her one of a kind personality and a smiling that would disappear the polar ice cap. Beautiful red hair down past her shoulder joint, neat big twinkle blue middle, and for being so small-scale, 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 break of day 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 home because she had gotten a ride to school this morning with her well Friend Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to stand for herself. Thus, the reason she was sitting on the school bus, trying to conceal from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A latterly afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with immense bolts of whitening, pelting coming down in buckets and of course the bus had dropped her off 2 blocks from home. By the time she stepped on her front porch she did n't receive a dry blot on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a bit layer of skin and her short pink skirt clinging to every curve of her soundbox. Her red hair matted to her font and her make up running everywhere.

'' What a eff shitty day, she screamed, reaching into her bag for the room access key. Oh, fuck, son-of-a-bitch, I left my lie with winder on the table this morning when Natalie called and said she would pick me up. How in the fuck am I going to get in the house ? ``

She ran around the household, yanking wildly at the service department room access, kicking and screaming at the back room access and trying to advertise open every window she could reach all the way around the household. No luck.

The pouring rain was roughshod and Ashley was frigid, soaked to the bone and Rubia tinctorum than the pits at herself. She had no other pick, she had to run next room access to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could help her out. He was prissy enough, but hell, she did n't do it him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.

Bob Hanson was 43, a ego made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, hefty, coal melanise hair and brownish eyes. A ego proclaim ladies man who never married, but had various women in his life. He was in his downstairs bureau going over some stage business papers and listened to the violent tempest 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 threshold there stood his neighbor John Larson 's daughter Ashley, looking pitiful, dripping wet and crying.

'' Come on in you pitiful girl. What happened to you ? Slamming the door shut when she got inside, dripping weewee all over his newly carpeted launching 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 O.K., I 'll do what I can. Why cant you get in ? Where are your parents ? ``

'' They went to City of Light and left me here because they thought I was mature enough to do by it, but stupid me left this forenoon and left all my keys laying on the kitchen mesa. Is that mature and responsible ? looking at at me, I 'm like a swim rat. ``

Standing back and running his eye up and down her, able to see right through her silk blouse, her teat rock hard and standing up on her diminutive bureau like pencil erasers. Her bird clinging to her cute petty ass like a glove.

Smiling and trying to nurse back a chuckle, he lifted her chin, stared into her beautiful eyes and said, `` Hey it 'll be okay. We all make fault. It 's not the end of the humanity. Why do n't we get you out of these wet apparel then try to figure out how we 're going to get you in the planetary house. It 's not that bad. You can call your parents to see about a spare key. seed 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 shoulder and leading her upstairs he told her, `` Please, predict me Bob okay ? ``

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

'' You can use this elbow room to vary in. I do n't have many cleaning lady 's clothes here since I 'm not married. But there are a few affair in that press. serve yourself to anything in there and I 'll meet you downstairs. take 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 door. She quickly stripped her wet things off, dropping them in a lot on the base, then opened the press threshold, astonished at the beautiful things she found inside. There were lashings of negligee, mostly small sizes like her. A few skirts which she thumbed through looking at the sizing. Four or five blouses which she knew would all fit her. Finally settling on a flyspeck micro miniskirt that fit her body perfectly. Picking up a thin beige blouse she slipped it on and looked at her ego in the mirror covering one totally wall. She could see her hard tit through the slenderize blouse and her ass looked damn good in the skirt. Feeling good about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her tiny ass, yanked on her nipples making them just a little harder. Picking up her wet clothes, then remembering she had no pantie on either since her 's were soaked. She took one conclusion flavour in the mirror, smoothed out her wet fuzz 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 listen, but this is what I found to wear. ``

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

Ashley 's face turned 15 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 call your parents why I throw your affair 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 finger on her naked body.

She sat on the base, her pegleg crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glimpse of her naked pussy under her very lilliputian skirt. Feeling his fat tool twitching he turned around, headed into the kitchen and Ashley followed him, plopping down on a throne at the breakfast bar.

'' Mom called my nanna when I called her. She has a free 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 friend until gran comes. So can I Bob ? Would you mind if I stayed here ? If I go to my ally I wo n't consume anything here to wear, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that cupboard upstairs that fit me. ( her face turned crimson )

'' Young ma'am, I would relish the party. Your welcome to stay if you want too. I have hundreds of movies on DVD, a all-encompassing variety of drinks, both alcohol and non alcoholic beverage, your choice, and I would love to order pizza and share it with you. I have n't had pizza in month. And last but certainly not least, I would love seeing you model some of those uh, um things in the cupboard upstairs. If they look half as good on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a treat. ``

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

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

He smiled and reached out to smoothen her hair falling down into her human face. `` Oh, but I have n't had you yet. But I will Ashley, I surely will. '' Shall we society that pizza, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll order the pizza and you can go in the den and cull us out a dyad of film you 'd wish to watch. Anything special you like to drink young lady ?

'' pizza pie sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to drink, I 'll have what your having if that 's okay. I 'll go take care through your pic 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 impossible for me to ever pay you back for what you 're doing. ``

Whistling to himself Bob dialed and ordered a vauntingly core devotee pizza. He was certainly Ashley would be a inwardness buff. Very sure. Mixing up a pitcher of margaritas, he poured out 2 big glasses and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the Brobdingnagian stack of movies he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some ace he had way in the backrest of the console, her bird rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her delicious, young, very bald cunt from tooshie. His fat cock throbbed.

'' pizza pie should be here in thirty minutes he told he ? Have you found anything you might need to see yet ? I know there 's a bunch to go through, but you 'll find oneself 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 skirt down in back, and knew he had to have seen her twat from behind the way she was bent over. Her mind racing, she had found respective triplet XXX movies hidden way in the back. How would she tell apart him she wanted to see them ? Taking a deep breathing time she turned around, carrying her plectron tightly in her arms and laid them out on a chocolate table near where he stood.

'' Oh good, I hope you consistent meat lovers. That 's my dearie. I 've been a core buff as long as I can remember. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get enough meat. 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 pull in sure you get all the meat you can handle. Does that sound good to you ? ``

'' That sounds perfect Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of film but am not quite surely what the titles mean. This one says, `` teenager fille exact It trench. '' It sounds like a swim in the sea movie or something. And the form of address of this one is `` pa Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't need his kids driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean rightfield Bob ? ``

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

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

'' And do you recognize what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain Edward Young lady who is going to get a very, very right fucking tonight. Do you know who that youth gentlewoman is Ashley ? ``

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

'' Our pizza should be here any minute now. Do n't you think it 's meter to get comfortable 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 bump something. I 'll be back Mr. Hanson. Do n't start without me. ''