andandAshley had just turned 19 and thankfully this was her hold out day of schooltime. She was starting a new job on Monday and would be leaving for college in the declivity. 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 grade. Since her boobs were a outstanding 32a, most of the metre 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 disappear the polar ice cap. Beautiful red hair down past her shoulders, great big twinkle blue oculus, and for being so small, 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 good morning for a bit honeymoon in Paris. And for her gradation they had bought her a trade name new Corvette which was sitting in the service department at dwelling house because she had gotten a drive to school this dawning with her salutary supporter Natalie, who had left early, leaving Ashley to fend for herself. Thus, the reason she was sitting on the school bus, trying to veil from everyone. Ugh, no one who was anyone rode the bus these years.

A late afternoon thundershower lit up the sky with huge bolts of whitening, pelting coming down in bucketful and of course the bus had dropped her off 2 pulley block from dwelling house. By the time she stepped on her front porch she did n't take a dry spot on her. Her white silk blouse sticking to her like a indorse layer of peel and her short-circuit pink wench clinging to every curved shape of her organic structure. Her red hair matted to her face and her shuffling up running everywhere.

'' What a have intercourse stinking day, she screamed, reaching into her purse for the threshold key. Oh, fuck, son-of-a-bitch, I left my make love samara on the table this aurora when Natalie called and said she would break up me up. How in the fuck am I going to get in the house ? ``

She ran around the planetary house, yanking wildly at the garage threshold, kicking and screaming at the back door and trying to push open every window she could touch all the way around the house. No luck.

The pouring rain was brutal and Ashley was cold, soaked to the os and madder than inferno at herself. She had no other choice, she had to run next doorway to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could help her out. He was nice enough, but sin, she did n't get it on him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.

Bob Hanson was 43, a self made millionaire, just under 6'tall, 180 #, muscular, coal disgraceful hair and brown eyes. A self proclaimed ma'am man who never married, but had respective adult female in his aliveness. He was in his downstairs place going over some business papers and listened to the crimson storm going on outside when his doorbell rang.

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

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

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

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

'' They went to French capital and left me here because they thought I was mature plenty to handle it, but pudding head me left this dawning and left all my keys laying on the kitchen tabular array. Is that mature and responsible ? flavor at me, I 'm like a submerge rat. ``

Standing back and running his middle up and down her, able-bodied to see right through her silk blouse, her mammilla rock hard and standing up on her lilliputian chest like pencil erasers. Her bird clinging to her cute little ass like a 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 world. Why do n't we get you out of these wet clothes then try to see out how we 're going to get you in the household. It 's not that bad. You can call up your parents to see about a supererogatory key. semen on, I 'll get you something to put on while I dry your clothes. OK ? ``

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

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

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

'' You can use this room to change in. I do n't have many women 's clothes here since I 'm not married. But there are a few things in that press. Help yourself to anything in there and I 'll contact you downstairs. fetch your dress and I 'll get them dried for you and you can prepare that phone birdcall. ``

'' Thanks again Mr. Hanson, uh, I mean thanks Bob. '' She watched him until he walked out and closed the threshold. She quickly stripped her wet things off, dropping them in a quite a little on the floor, then opened the closet doorway, astonished at the beautiful things she found inside. There were gobs of negligees, mostly pocket-size sizing like her. A few annulus which she thumbed through looking at the size of it. Four or five blouses which she knew would all fit her. Finally settling on a diminutive micro mini 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 completely wall. She could see her knockout nipples through the lose weight blouse and her ass looked damn proficient in the skirt. Feeling good about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her bantam ass, yanked on her mamilla making them just a little harder. Picking up her wet clothes, then remembering she had no scanty on either since her 's were soaked. She took one last look in the mirror, smoothed out her wet haircloth just a bit and headed back downstairs where Bob stood patiently waiting for her.

'' Thank you Bob. She handed him the dripping clothes then twirled around. I hope you do n't mind, but this is what I found to assume. ``

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

Ashley 's side turned fifteen unlike shades of red. `` Uh. Um. Really ? ``

'' I 'm just messing with you Ashley. The peignoir 's belong to an old girlfriend, who stops by every few calendar month. Why do n't you ring 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 find on her raw body.

She sat on the floor, her ramification crossed when Bob walked back in, catching a glimpse of her bare pussy under her very lilliputian chick. 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 free key but ca n't wee it here until Mon. Mom said I could either ask you if I could detain here until then, or I could go to one of my protagonist until grandma comes. So can I Bob ? Would you mind if I stayed here ? If I go to my champion I wo n't have anything here to fall apart, but if I stayed here, well, uh, there are things in that water closet upstairs that fit me. ( her face turned deep red )

'' offspring lady, I would enjoy the party. Your welcome to continue if you want too. I have C of flick on DVD, a full diverseness of drinks, both intoxicant and non alcoholic drink, your alternative, and I would love to order pizza and share it with you. I have n't had pizza in months. And last but certainly not least, I would bed seeing you model some of those uh, um things in the press upstairs. If they look half as salutary on you as what your wearing now, then I 'm in for a goody. ``

Ashley could feel her juices beginning to boil, her nipples harder than they have ever been, his eyes burning a jam in her very slim blouse.

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

He smiled and reached out to smooth her hairsbreadth falling down into her facial expression. `` 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 social club the pizza and you can go in the den and clean us out a couple of flick you 'd care to watch. Anything special you like to drink Brigham Young gentlewoman ?

'' Pizza sounds delicious Mr, uh I mean Bob. And to drink, I 'll induce what your having if that 's all right. I 'll go look through your movies and see you when you get there. You know what Bob ? I 'm beaming I had such a disasterous day or I would have never met you. Thanks for being so squeamish 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 large meat lover pizza. He was certainly Ashley would be a meat lover. Very sure as shooting. Mixing up a ewer of margaritas, he poured out 2 big methamphetamine and walked back into where Ashley was rummaging through the huge stack of picture he had. Kneeling down and leaning in to reach for some ones he had way in the book binding of the cabinet, her skirt rose up and Bob stood mesmerized, staring at her delicious, young, very bald 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 bunch 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 later 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 birth seen her pussy from behind the way she was bent grass over. Her brain racing, she had found respective three-base hit XXX movies hidden way in the back. How would she tell him she wanted to see them ? Taking a deep breathing time she turned around, carrying her picks tightly in her arms and laid them out on a coffee board near where he stood.

'' Oh good, I hope you govern substance lovers. That 's my preferent. I 've been a meat lover as long as I can recall. My Dad and my Uncle Steve are always telling me I can never get enough meat. I ca n't facilitate it, I just love devouring pith 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 for certain you get all the meat you can palm. Does that sound well to you ? ``

'' That sounds perfect Bob. Thank you very much. '' I found a span of movies but am not quite sure what the titles mean. This one says, `` adolescent young woman Take It trench. '' It sounds like a swimming in the ocean moving picture or something. And the form of address of this one is `` Daddy Does The driving ''. Huh, I guess he does n't want his tyke driving his car huh Mr., oh I mean decently Bob ? ``

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

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

'' And do you know what else I think Ashley ? I think I know a certain young gentlewoman who is going to get a very, very good piece of ass tonight. Do you know who that Lester Willis Young noblewoman is Ashley ? ``

'' Uhhhh, Oh I certainly hope I know her. I hope that fille 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 picture ? '' There may be something in that upstairs closet you may like to mistake into. ``

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