andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her last day of schoolhouse. She was starting a new job on Monday and would be leaving for college in the surrender. 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 matte girl in her course of instruction. Since her knocker were a prominent 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 smiling that would dissolve the polar ice cap. Beautiful red pilus down past her shoulders, great big twinkle blue eyes, and for being so small, she was always complimented on what a groovy ass she had.

For the succeeding two weeks she had the family to herself. Her parents had left this morning for a second gear honeymoon in French capital. And for her gradation 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 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 conceal from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these days.

A late good afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with vast deadbolt of lightening, rain coming down in bucket and of track the bus had dropped her off 2 pulley-block from home. By the time she stepped on her movement porch she did n't hold a dry spot on her. Her tweed silk blouse sticking to her like a secondly bed of cutis and her short-change garden pink doll clinging to every curvature of her body. Her red whisker matted to her face and her shuffle up running everywhere.

'' What a jazz icky day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the door key. Oh, fucking, son-of-a-bitch, I left my blinking paint on the table this morning when Natalie called and said she would pick me up. How in the fucking am I going to get in the theatre ? ``

She ran around the house, yanking wildly at the garage door, kicking and screaming at the indorse threshold and trying to campaign overt every window she could reach all the way around the star sign. No luck.

The pouring rain was brutal and Ashley was cold, soaked to the off-white and Rubia tinctorum than hell at herself. She had no other choice, she had to run next doorway to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could serve her out. He was gracious enough, but netherworld, she did n't sleep with 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 oculus. A ego proclaimed ladies man who never married, but had several cleaning lady in his life. He was in his downstairs office going over some business enterprise papers and listened to the tearing storm going on outside when his doorbell rang.

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

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

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

'' Hey it 's okeh, I 'll do what I can. Why cant you get in ? Where are your parents ? ``

'' They went to French capital and left me here because they thought I was mature sufficiency to handle it, but stupid me left this morning and left all my Francis Scott Key laying on the kitchen board. Is that mature and responsible ? Look at me, I 'm like a submerge rat. ``

Standing back and running his eyes up and down her, able to see right through her silk blouse, her nipples rock hard and standing up on her tiny dresser like pencil erasers. Her wench clinging to her precious lilliputian ass like a glove.

grinning and trying to hold back a chuckle, he lifted her mentum, stared into her beautiful optic and said, `` Hey it 'll be okay. We all make misapprehension. 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 theatre. It 's not that bad. You can call your parents to see about a plain key. Come on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your wearing apparel. 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 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 modify in. I do n't have many woman 's clothes here since I 'm not married. But there are a few things in that loo. avail yourself to anything in there and I 'll run into you downstairs. Bring your clothes and I 'll get them dried for you and you can make that phone shout. ``

'' 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 atomic pile on the level, then opened the closet door, astonished at the beautiful things she found inside. There were XII of neglige, mostly small 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 lilliputian micro mini that fit her body perfectly. Picking up a thin ecru blouse she slipped it on and looked at her ego in the mirror covering one wholly paries. She could see her hard nipples through the thin blouse and her ass looked damn skillful in the skirt. Feeling good about herself, despite all her mischance today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her tiny ass, yanked on her nipples making them just a trivial harder. Picking up her wet clothes, then remembering she had no step-in on either since her 's were soaked. She took one close look in the mirror, smoothed out her wet pilus just a bit and headed back downstairs where Bob stood patiently waiting for her.

'' Thank you Bob. She handed him the drippage clothes 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 outpouring and left those behind when she left. I was actually hoping you would pick out one of the beautiful negligees. ``

Ashley 's side turned xv unlike spook 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 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 peignoir 's upstairs and how they might feel on her bare body.

She sat on the trading floor, her legs crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glance of her bare pussy under her very flyspeck 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 bare key but ca n't score it here until Monday. Mom said I could either ask you if I could outride here until then, or I could go to one of my Quaker until grandmother comes. So can I Bob ? Would you mind if I stayed here ? If I go to my Friend I wo n't have anything here to break, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that closet upstairs that fit me. ( her face turned deep red )

'' Young noblewoman, I would savour the company. Your welcome to stay if you want too. I have hundreds of movies on DVD, a blanket variety of drinks, both alcoholic beverage and non alcohol, your choice, and I would have intercourse to order pizza and share 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 thing in the closet 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 arduous than they have ever been, his eyes burning a jam in her very thin blouse.

'' Thank you Bob. That 's very nice. I 'll last out. Thanks for having me. ``

He smiled and reached out to smooth her hairsbreadth falling down into her face. `` Oh, but I have n't had you yet. But I will Ashley, I surely will. '' Shall we order that pizza, I 'm famished ? '' I 'll order the pizza and you can go in the den and pick us out a couple of movies you 'd like to watch. Anything limited you like to wassail unseasoned lady ?

'' pizza sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to drink, I 'll suffer what your having if that 's hunky-dory. I 'll go look through your pic and see you when you get there. You know what Bob ? I 'm gladiola I had such a disasterous day or I would induce never met you. Thanks for being so nice to me. It 's going to be insufferable for me to ever pay you back for what you 're doing. ``

Whistling to himself Bob dialed and ordered a gravid nub buff pizza. He was certain Ashley would be a substance lover. Very certain. Mixing up a mound of margaritas, he poured out 2 big glasses and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the huge deal of motion-picture show he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some ones he had way in the back of the cabinet, her chick rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her toothsome, young, very denuded snatch from behind. His fat cock throbbed.

'' pizza pie should be here in XXX bit 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 ascertain something I 'm sure. I 've already seen something I 'm definitely going to be checking into a piddling afterwards tonight. ``

Ashley jumped, startled when he started talking. She had n't expected him back so soon. Leaning back, she tried yanking her annulus down in back, and knew he had to have seen her pussy from behind the way she was bent over. Her intellect racing, she had found respective triad XXX moving picture hidden way in the back. How would she tell him she wanted to see them ? Taking a deep breathing spell she turned around, carrying her picks tightly in her arms and laid them out on a coffee table near where he stood.

'' Oh good, I hope you ordered centre devotee. That 's my best-loved. 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 essence. I ca n't help it, I just screw devouring kernel 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 lay down for certain you get all the meat you can handle. Does that sound honorable to you ? ``

'' That sounds perfect Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a couple of motion-picture show but am not quite indisputable what the titles mean. This one says, `` teenaged girl claim It deep. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean movie or something. And the claim of this one is `` Daddy Does The Driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't want his tike 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 young madam ? ``

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

'' And do you experience what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain young lady who is going to get a very, very salutary nooky tonight. Do you know who that Pres Young lady is Ashley ? ``

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

'' Our pizza should be here any minute of arc now. Do n't you think it 's time to get well-heeled before we start eating and watching our movies ? '' There may be something in that up the stairs closet you may like to sneak into. ``

'' Uh huh, I know I can detect something. I 'll be back Mr. Hanson. Do n't lead off without me. ''